She heard a few whispers behind her, but she paid them no mind.
The wind in the hallway lifted the wisps of hair from her forehead, revealing a pair of eyes so calm they were almost sharp.
She walked straight to the stairwell, her figure quickly disappearing around the corner.
Qin Haijun was so angry his face and neck were beet red. He flicked his sleeves and stormed off. The moment he got back, he called Cao Daqiang and gave him an earful, demanding to know what the hell had just happened.
He paced back and forth in his dorm room, phone pressed tightly to his ear, his voice growing louder and louder.
He accused Cao Daqiang of tricking him, saying it was supposed to be an easy win, but instead he ended up being publicly humiliated.
The only sound from the other end of the line was Cao Daqiang's silent breathing, followed by a short response before the call was hung up.
