Nan Jiaojiao looked up at Selina, her eyes deep and mysterious, "No, I'm here to visit relatives."
"You have family here?" Selina asked, astonished.
It seemed as if she hadn't been the one staring intently at others just moments before.
Nan Jiaojiao gave a noncommittal reply, not continuing the topic.
Selina patted her chest, "That's good, I thought you were also... never mind, hopefully I'm just overthinking. If you get bored in the next few days, come hang out with me. I live on the second floor."
Nan Jiaojiao: "Okay."
"I plan to go back now. What about you?"
"I'll play for a bit longer."
"Then I'm leaving. By the way, I have a Chinese name. You can call me Lin Yun when we're alone," Selina said.
Throughout the conversation, Nan Jiaojiao kept a smile on her lips, not too warm but not cold either. Yet, as Selina hopped away cheerfully, she wondered what exactly made her seem approachable?
When she returned to her room, Bo Yanching hadn't arrived yet.
