Jiaojiao was both embarrassed and anxious, yet there was nothing she could do.
When they got downstairs, Jiaojiao saw two familiar figures approaching from afar, and was suddenly startled. She immediately buried her head in Duan Xi's chest.
She really didn't want these two people to see her face, but she knew that even if they couldn't see her face, they would still know who they were.
When they used to live here, they would often see this elderly couple living in the same building. The old man was a professor at Qing University, but not from their department, nor the same school as Duan Xi.
But his reputation was well-known at Qing University because he was really strict, comparable to a high school dean.
