Jiang Shu watched her from a distance.
Her traditional hair bun was still in place, but as she moved dramatically, it teetered precariously like it was about to fall. Two hairpins on it looked even more dangerous.
She, with her outraged and indignant demeanor, was totally different from how she stumbled around because of leg cramps in the morning.
This was not the demeanor of a well-bred lady, but this was exactly why Jiang Shu was attracted to Su Luo.
She was vibrant and energetic, like a top that spun rapidly with just a slight flick.
He needed someone like her beside him.
He stood in the corridor for a long while, the people inside finally sensed something unusual and looked towards his direction. Her previously furious face instantly transformed into delight as she saw him, then she swiftly ran towards him.
In her haste to reach him, she tripped over the threshold and threw herself toward him.
