Qin Shujian honestly didn't feel like looking at Cheng An, but every time there was a stir on his side, her eyes uncontrollably drifted towards him.
She believed it was due to his ruthless torment of her in high school, which had left an extreme psychological shadow over her. Even though they hadn't been in touch for years, as soon as he appeared around her, even the slightest move from his side would involuntarily attract her attention.
Chen Wenwen laughed outright again. The daydreaming Qin Shujian instinctively looked over. She met Cheng An's gaze, and like a rabbit spotting a big grey wolf, quickly lowered her head to avoid his gaze.
After a while, she mustered up the courage to sneak another glance in his direction. From her angle, it seemed like his hand was sliding into Chen Wenwen's clothes...
Qin Shujian stared for a moment before she withdrew her gaze.
