Their gazes met in mid-air.
Jiang Qingli hadn't expected to be caught, and it was a little awkward. But if she looked away now, wouldn't it be obvious she'd been staring?
She didn't want Yuan Shimo to think she was that interested in him and get the wrong idea.
After a moment's thought, Jiang Qingli calmly lifted her hand and gave him a little wave.
It was as casual as if she were greeting someone she'd bumped into on the street.
The young man froze for a second, as if he hadn't expected that. The corners of his mouth tilted up slightly before he quickly suppressed the smile.
His expression reverted to one of gentle, aloof dignity as he turned and said something to the professor.
"Whoa, your husband is the TA!"
Lin Xiyue had spotted Yuan Shimo too, and she leaned in to whisper in amazement.
When she didn't get a reply, she turned and saw Jiang Qingli frowning at the figure below. She waved a hand in front of her friend's face.
