If Qin Jiao had left a few minutes later, she would have heard those words.
But even if she had heard them, she would have remained unmoved. After all, she was long past the age of easily developing crushes.
In Qin Jiao's mind, that tall, handsome senior was probably less important than the mushrooms growing in her space.
North City University was huge. When Qin Jiao had previously walked around with her aunt and Qin Xiaolan, she had gotten a rough idea of where some of the academic buildings and the library were located.
After confirming her class locations, Qin Jiao, who happened to have no classes that day, headed straight for the subway station.
She planned to go directly to the clothing factory.
Meanwhile, poor Shen Yi, having rushed through his own tasks, made a special trip to the law school's registration office. "Excuse me," he asked, "has Qin Jiao registered yet?"
