The class ended, and the hallway was full of lively students. Some students passed by the library area, laughing loudly, only to halt their laughter after noticing a certain individual in the corner.
Bei Sangyun leaned on the wall across the library door, holding a brown paper bag and a drink, earning looks and whispers from the passing students.
The tyrant was very famous, and no matter where she went, she would always be the topic of discussion. At this moment, her strange appearance made another headline on the students' forum.
If only they were not afraid of offending the tyrant, they would have stayed longer and waited to see who Bei Sangyun was waiting for. However, everyone already had a guess in their hearts of who it could possibly be.
A few moments later, the library door opened, and Fei Chuan came out with his laptop. The moment he looked up, he saw Bei Sangyun.
