Shi Nuan was taken aback for a moment, raising her head to look at Song Yansheng.
The man lowered his eyebrows, his entire face was exceptionally handsome, the tone of his questioning was gentle, and his expression was also soft, but for some reason, Shi Nuan felt a coldness spreading through her heart.
She blinked: "Oh... I was at the library then, and I didn't hear it..."
Song Yansheng looked at her for a moment, pulled his lips into a smile, and said, "I figured it must be like that, you little bookworm, so absorbed in a book that you can't move, how would you notice my call?"
He finished speaking and affectionately pinched her cheek.
Shi Nuan blushed but pressed her lips together, staying silent.
Shi Nuan followed Song Yansheng out of the office, his grip on her hand tightening slightly, his steps faster than before.
Shi Nuan felt even more guilty, vaguely sensing that Song Yansheng's question was not casual, but more like testing her.
But how could she answer?
