She hurriedly climbed up, fussing and fumbling, "I'm just going to wash my face and change my clothes."
"Go ahead." Yu Lingqian sat in her seat and, out of sheer boredom, started flipping through the book in his hand.
He noticed that Mu Anran had read it very attentively, marking any part she hadn't understood with a red ballpoint pen, afraid she would forget.
Yu Lingqian's gaze grew darker as he read, finally tossing the book aside.
He waited patiently for about ten minutes and saw Mu Anran hurriedly run down from the second floor.
His brows furrowed disapprovingly, and he strode over, "No running!"
Mu Anran was momentarily stunned, then quickly slowed her pace, sticking out her tongue, "I was just in such a hurry that I forgot."
Today she was wearing a black cocktail dress, the slightly puffed skirt falling just above her knees, and she wore a pair of mid-heeled leather shoes.
Her long black hair was swept behind her ears, showcasing dazzling, delicate diamond earrings.
