Hearing the BIP noise, Lai Jiayi hurriedly straightened her back. Even though her face was still as pale as before, she tried her best to greet Zhao Yang with her brightest smile.
'I can't look tired in front of him!'
Lai Jiayi gulped as she threw her gaze over a man walking toward her.
His tight white tank top glinted under the morning light. The decorative grey 'collar' with a futuristic pattern on it only added more charm to the guy.
Sadly, Zhao Yang's exposed arm was covered by a white arm cover, up to his upper arm.
'Che, why use a tank top if you cover your arm anyway?'
Lai Jiayi subconsciously felt disappointed. She clicked her tongue as she waited for Zhao Yang to come over.
The sound of his footsteps rang throughout the corridor.
