Qiao Nian met Zhong Yiliu when he was coming out.
He was not surprised to see the girl. He closed the door and said, "Come with me. I have something to ask you."
Qiao Nian touched her baseball cap. Her eyes were calm, and she had a good temper. She followed him without a word.
Zhong Yiliu walked to a quiet staircase at the corner and stopped. Then, he turned to look at the girl and frowned. "Did you start a fight with the reclusive families?"
"Oh." Qiao Nian raised her eyebrows and leaned against the wall sloppily. "Where did you hear that?"
Zhong Yiliu was usually either in the laboratory or on his way to the laboratory.
He had never cared about the outside world.
Qiao Nian did not expect him to be so well-informed this time.
Zhong Yiliu frowned, speechless. He took out his old cell phone and handed it to her. "Take a look for yourself. You're all over the Internet."
Qiao Nian took it and swiped her fingers down.
