"Huo Shao isn't like that!" Gu Nianzhi had been able to keep her composure in front of Wen Shouyi, but she lost it now in front of He Zhichu.
She clenched her fists and stood up, eyes blazing. Her fair, delicate face was now bright red with anger. He Zhichu felt as though he had just witnessed a pretty comic book character suddenly come alive, right in front of his eyes. She was perfectly harmless, but her lively, radiant beauty was like a bullet to his heart…
He Zhichu abruptly turned away. He made for the door; he did not want to spend another minute talking to Gu Nianzhi.
He had just laid his hand on the door handle when Gu Nianzhi caught up with him and grabbed his sleeve. "Professor He, you can't talk about Huo Shao like that."
