Gao Yuyue patted Yan Lu's shoulder. "Well done, Little Lulu. You're surnamed Yan—don't tell me Yan Ting is your dad?"
Yan Lu smiled. "He's my uncle."
Gao Yuyue glanced at Liu Runxi. "You two really deserve to be desk mates."
Your family backgrounds are evenly matched.
This minor episode didn't weigh on anyone's mind.
Liu Runxi took the jacket from Shen You'an's hands, just about to put it on when a tissue was extended toward him.
Liu Runxi froze for a moment.
Shen You'an, seeing him spacing out, helplessly picked up his left hand and noticed a scratch near the hypothenar area. The wound was quite deep, and blood was seeping out.
Liu Runxi hadn't even realized when he got injured.
"It's fine, it doesn't hurt at all."
Shen You'an pressed the tissue against the wound, but the blood quickly seeped through, leaving small red stains scattered on the surface.
Liu Runxi lifted his gaze and quietly looked at her.
