Shen Zhi looked dazed. It wasn't until Shen Lang spoke that he snapped out of it, his brow instantly furrowing as his expression turned sharp and cold.
"Her grades are nowhere near good enough for a recommendation," he explained, but a sliver of doubt had already taken root in his mind.
"Dr. Ling visited your school, didn't he?" The beautiful girl shot him a casual glance, then picked up a small piece of pastry and popped it into his mouth.
It was as if she'd only mentioned it in passing.
Shen Zhi's Adam's apple bobbed. His mouth was filled with the sweet flavor, a sensation that spread until even his heart felt warm and sugary.
He felt a pang of regret as he swallowed the pastry.
His eyes curved into crescents as he smiled. "Yes," he said softly. "He was invited to give a lecture."
Suddenly, he paused, an idea flashing through his mind.
A glacial look flickered across his refined features.
