Shi Nian was momentarily indecisive, undoubtedly both saying "forget it" and "get lost" alone seemed inappropriate. She gave a wry smile: "Forget it, I'll just get lost myself."
She picked up the books she borrowed: "Sorry sir, I really have something urgent to do, I'm pressed for time, so I need to leave now."
The library's tables and chairs were all old long tables and benches, Huangfu Huazhang leisurely leaned sideways, blocking the aisle, preventing Shi Nian from leaving.
Shi Nian was taken aback and laughed: "Sir, what are you doing?"
Looking at her stack of thick books, he coolly remarked, "Given you're pressed for time, yet have so many books to read? So, how much time are you planning to spend on these books?"
As he spoke, his gaze swept over the book spines nonchalantly: "And they are all specialized psychology books. Nian, you're not even in this field, you wouldn't understand these books at all."
Shi Nian blushed furiously.
