She wanted to step forward and intervene but Li Zhiyuan grabbed her wrist.
Lu An'an subconsciously tried to struggle free, only to find that the young man's grip was much stronger than she had anticipated.
"Let the senior continue his calculations, do not disturb him."
Li Zhiyuan wrapped up with the calculations.
"Ah!"
Just then, Liu Tao suddenly cried out, and then his whole body, along with the chair he was sitting on, fell backwards.
Li Zhiyuan released Lu An'an's hand, and she rushed over to help up Liu Tao, whose face had turned pale.
"Liu Tao, you have a nosebleed, hold on, I'll get you some tissue."
Liu Tao murmured to himself: "I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out, can't figure it out..."
This commotion woke up the bald senior who was dozing off next door.
He sleepily opened his eyes and, upon seeing the scene, his expression changed to one of shock, and he immediately took two steps forward and cursed:
