Li Caiyi shook her head to chase away that thought. Years of experience taught her that families from high-class societies were complicated and hard to understand. It was better if she did not make a wild assumption and treated Shao Jingfei as a regular friend. From his personality, Li Caiyi had a feeling that Shao Jingfei probably wished for that as well.
Li Caiyi traced the book's spine on the bookcase with her finger, looking for a book that might become a source of inspiration. She had been searching for a while, but she did not find any.
She raised her head to search from the upper case, and one of the books with a dark blue cover caught her attention. Li Caiyi lifted her arm to take it, but it was too high for her to reach.
"Ugh… Too high." Li Caiyi had already stood on her toe. She even jumped a bit, but she still could not reach it. Her arm got cramped by how much she stretched it.
