Fang Yunyi made several phone calls all at one go, but she still felt no comfort in her heart.
She sat there with straightened shoulders and an elegant, noble posture.
It would have been a beautiful sight if one could ignore the sad and annoyed look in her eyes as she stared intently at the book "Appreciation of the Works of Ronai."
Old Master Lu sat beside her, nervously rubbing his hands. He was afraid that the book would be destroyed on the spot in the very next second.
He wanted to ask for the book back, but Yunyi's anger had not subsided.
He was in a difficult position.
Lu Zheng handed her a small plate of desserts and a cup of black tea with cheese.
It was clear that she had suffered quite a blow this time.
"Yun Yun."
He spoke, "You should sleep early today and rest well. Tomorrow, Ah Li will be coming here for a visit."
Fang Yunyi raised her eyes faintly.
