Qiao Xi slowly raised her eyes and smiled sweetly. "Senior, you know my identity, right?"
These words sounded a little inexplicable, but Gu Zheng saw through her thoughts and asked casually, "Oh? What identity?"
Qiao Xi: "…"
She hesitated for a long time, and her cheeks turned red. In the end, she said shyly, "Um… I restored the damaged scroll…"
Seeing her like this, Gu Zheng inexplicably wanted to tease her. His voice was tainted with a trace of joy. "Xi Xi, so you're talking about this identity! What do you want me to help you with?"
Qiao Xi smiled in embarrassment. "Actually, it's not a big deal. Li City is holding a cultural relics event in a few days. The main content is the restoration of ancient books. I was invited, but I… I really don't want to go with that identity!"
