Dean Jian nodded at her and continued speaking to Bai Lian about Old Master Chen, "He really appreciates you."
Bai Lian pressed the elevator button and, hearing this, merely offered a proper smile, "Then thank you."
"Ding——"
The elevator arrived.
Bai Lian got in and politely bid farewell to Dean Jian.
As the elevator doors slowly closed, Dean Jian could still see her radiant face. She had changed to a new hairpin today, a light purple jade one, her pair of black eyes like layers of mist, inscrutable.
Even when hearing about the Chen Family, a family as distinguished as a feast accompanied by the tolling of bells, she remained composed and unconcerned, and Dean Jian practically never saw any other expression on her.
He really had no idea what Bai Lian wanted.
Once the elevator doors had shut, Leng Shuhe finally dared to speak, "Teacher, did Miss Yan Lu come today?"
