Zhao Min walked out from behind her, her curious gaze also looking downstairs, "Shen Xuan, what are you looking at?"
She withdrew her gaze with a cold expression and replied indifferently, "Nothing."
"The day after tomorrow is my grandmother's birthday banquet. I've asked for a day off from school, and I'll send you the address later," Zhao Min said with a smile.
"Mm." She responded nonchalantly. These days, she really didn't want to see Yun Yue, but having promised to go, it felt awkward not to attend.
She returned to the classroom, sent a message to Zhu Jing, then stuffed her phone into the drawer. With a somewhat cold look in her eyes, she picked up her pen and started to work on problems.
Knowing better, Zhao Min didn't disturb her. She seemed to be in a bad mood these past few days, but Zhao Min didn't dare ask why.
In the afternoon, an unbranded black sedan parked discreetly at the entrance of First Middle School, not drawing much attention.
