But then the conversation shifted.
Rong Shang asked, "Boss, I have a classmate who also studies Taekwondo here. I wonder if you've seen him?"
classmate?
She said all that just for this last sentence, right?
Nan Qiaosheng pursed her lips and lowered her eyes.
He brought the cup to his lips and continued to sip the rich, aromatic coffee.
The girl's expectant gaze was still fixed on him.
He thought she was waiting for his answer, but little did he know that she was openly admiring his stunning good looks.
After a long silence, he had unknowingly drunk more than half of the coffee in his cup, and his originally cold body gradually warmed up.
Nan Qiaosheng finally put down her cup and looked up at her.
"I don't know him."
What her classmates?
He didn't know him at all.
I don't want to get to know them either.
“Eh.” Rong Shang raised an eyebrow, her eyes flickering slightly.
How is that possible?
"Boss, you must be joking."
She added, "You're the one who had dinner with me last night and accidentally spilled coffee all over me."
"..."
Such a detailed description.
It's impossible that he didn't know.
Nan Qiaosheng's dark eyes paused for a moment, and she exclaimed "Ah!" as if she had just remembered.
"So the classmate you were talking about is him."
He nodded, clasping his hands together on the desk. "I've seen you before. I saw you this morning when I went to teach a class."
Substitute teacher?
Upon hearing this, Rong Shang smiled, feeling pleased.
The girl's smile caught the man's eye, and his delicate brows furrowed imperceptibly.
"Is there anything else?"
She wasn't sure if it was just her imagination, but the other person's tone seemed to have turned several degrees colder.
"No, no."
She glanced at the cup in front of him, then put one hand in her pocket and said, "I'll wait until you finish your coffee."
"What?" Nan Qiaosheng laughed. "This cup seems to be mine, doesn't it?"
Do we have to wait here for him to finish drinking so we can take the cup away?
This inexplicable outburst of anger made Rong Shang laugh instead of get angry.
How did you know I wanted a cup?
"..."
Her gaze lingered on the man for a mere second before Rong Shang leaned forward.
"Can you stop being so clueless?" He winked and smiled. "I just wanted to catch a glimpse of you here."
"..." His breathing became inexplicably rapid.
The gaze before him was too intense and fiery. Nan Qiaosheng wasn't stupid; he knew the other person was flirting with him.
He seemed a little nervous, his hand gripping the coffee cup tightening unconsciously.
Rong Shang glanced down and saw that his fingers were turning white.
"Why aren't you saying anything?" Instead of backing away, she stepped closer.
"Is she too shy to say anything, or is she saying it in her heart?"
In her heart... she really couldn't feel it at all.
Has the Supreme God come himself again?
Rong Shang stared at him for a few seconds, but it didn't seem like it.
Her gaze paused, and Rong Shang suddenly straightened up, but the man in front of her moved the coffee cup in his hand toward her.
"It's working hours now, it's not good to slack off."
He was avoiding the main point and deliberately not answering what she had just said.
Rong Shang pursed her pink lips, her gaze somewhat meaningful.
Afterwards, as she was about to leave with her cup, she suddenly turned back and asked, "Boss, can I switch students with you?"
Giving Feng Xi a lesson at the dojo, using public office for private gain, seems like a good idea.
But while she thought this way, her opinion changed when she met Nan Qiaosheng.
"You can?" His expression suddenly changed, as if he didn't know what had happened. "Don't ruin my reputation."
"..."
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