His light remark made Bai Shirui's face alternate between pale and flushed. She gripped the strap of her handbag tightly, her expression as gentle as ever.
"Master Shi, is your girlfriend not with you?" She glanced behind him with a look of slight puzzlement.
It was clearly an ordinary greeting, but Shi Wei still felt that this woman harbored ill intentions.
He unconsciously glanced at the deep blue woven bracelet on his wrist. His refined brows slightly raised: "What do you want?"
A man accustomed to high standing, his gaze carried an indefinable sense of pressure, making Bai Shirui, who was already a little guilty, even less daring to meet his eyes.
Her gaze wandered slightly, but she still maintained an impeccable smile at the corner of her lips: "Nothing, are you heading home now? Would you like me to give you a ride?"
"No need." Shi Wei sidestepped her and continued forward.
But before he reached the end of the corridor, a soft call came from behind again, drawing closer.
