She quietly watched Lu Jihan while sipping her tea, looking over the rim of the cup, her eyes filled with desire for a man, all immersed in a mesmerized smile.
At the same time, she didn't forget to pose in a way that would let a man's imagination run wild, like a little fox full of calculations looking at a disobedient prey.
The men chatted for another twenty minutes, and it seemed the topic finally came to an end.
Lu Jihan stood up, bowed, and walked ahead, with Song Anqi and Professor Qin Qing trailing behind.
She deliberately clung to Professor Qin Qing's arm, dawdling at the back, wanting to act coy and probe Professor Qin Qing about his impression of Lu Jihan.
Earlier, Professor Qin Qing had been talking about some grand events in the music world, and also mentioned some international masters.
The outcome surprised Professor Qin Qing somewhat.
