Zhu Ruowan received the favor with astonishment, "Professor Huo, you are too kind."
This exchange clearly reached Yue Yunxi's ears.
She paused in her steps, turned her head abruptly, and looked at Zhu Ruowan shaking hands with Horatian, some disbelief in her eyes.
Zhu Ruowan said someone invited her to form a research team—was it Lu Xingci?
What a joke?
Lu Xingci had always done as he pleased, and because he was young, the dean and professors indulged his temper.
He hadn't joined any research team for a year, so how had he suddenly formed one now and even invited Zhu Ruowan, an outsider?
Has he lost his mind?
At that moment, Lu Xingci, having seen something, lit up.
He jumped up and waved excitedly, "Sister Qingqing!"
Hearing this address, an inexplicable confusion arose in Yue Yunxi's heart.
Among Lu's generation, there were only two sons.
