Whenever she found herself in a crowd, the words Lan Xiu once said would unconsciously pop up in her mind.
She steadied her emotions right there in the moment and calmly walked around the walls of people towards the Art department.
At first glance, she was like the moon, being held by the stars, noble but aloof.
She was not embarrassed at all faced with the questioning of everyone, and even some sarcastic remarks.
Though she did not speak, her every move was composed.
Behind her, a group of girls watching her retreating figure suddenly exploded.
"Why do I feel like Yuanya has changed a good deal?"
"Right, right? Look at her rosy face, so fresh and tender!"
"Hmph, she's definitely being pampered by a man. Shameless..."
"Aiyo, don't tell me your own pock-faced brother doesn't pamper you too! Please, we are college students, not minors!"
"Ignore her, she's just jealous that Yuanya is doing well, with her handsome boyfriend. What a case of sour grapes!"
