Harry Hall's words almost made Helen Melendy, who was lying quietly, jump out of bed.
Looking at the teasing smile in Harry Hall's eyes, her face instantly became as hot as a boiled shrimp, seemingly ready to burn any second.
How... how does he know she attended their big lecture?
Did he see her?
So, every time she thought she was secretly watching him without getting caught, he actually noticed her?
The thought of this possibility made Helen Melendy's mind explode.
Her eyes flickered as she looked into Harry Hall's smiling eyes, hastily trying to defend herself:
"Ho... how could that be, I went because I wanted to hear Professor Smith's lecture."
As soon as she answered, Harry Hall slightly frowned, looking at her, saying:
"Am I less charming than an old bloke?"
Helen Melendy: "..."
That's not the point, okay?
Should I admit that I went to attend your upper-year lecture just to sneak a look at you?
