"Aiyo!"
Professor Lin had not even seen the contents of the box when he hurriedly got up to open the door.
He was still laughing as he walked, "Normally, this doorbell hardly ever rings for a while, but today, as soon as you, Ahqing, arrive, we have another visitor? Could it be that magpie from this morning was summoned by you?"
He Qing giggled shamelessly, saying, "Then I must be much luckier than a magpie."
Yue Zhi chuckled to the side, not having the chance to speak, when Professor Lin had already skillfully opened the door.
Standing outside was a young and handsome man, around twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, who, upon seeing his face, revealed a bright smile with eight shining teeth: "Teacher."
Professor Lin was surprised.
"Han Wenxing, when did you get to the Imperial Capital?"
