Yu Ruohuan walked out of the coffee shop and got into a car parked by the roadside.
She took out her phone and dialed a number: "Look into Yao Huia for me."
She turned back, glancing at Yao Huia's silhouette behind the floor-to-ceiling window.
She detested this feeling of being controlled by someone else.
Of course, she needed to take control into her own hands.
She was very curious—what dirt did Yao Huia have on Gu Bichen?
It was hard to imagine someone like Gu Bichen could have any skeletons in his closet.
Which just made it all the more intriguing.
That afternoon, Xie Feng handed out a math test. The questions were beyond the syllabus, using plenty of university-level concepts.
Fortunately, the knowledge base of this group of academic elites was far superior to that of ordinary high school students, though solving them still proved to be somewhat challenging.
By the time they finished the test, it was already the end of the school day.
