Gu Linchuan, wearing a mask, left the Pan Building.
Meanwhile, Lu Zixun stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window for a long time.
At this moment, with a change in perspective, Lu Zixun finally understood the problems Yue Sichen had faced.
"Those not of our kin, have different hearts" — these eight words would never change.
As night fell, Lu Zixun, upon hearing his phone ring, stiffened and shuddered slightly.
"Da Ju, when are you coming to Crimson Academy to give a lecture?"
On the video, seeing Lin Siyin's smiling face eased Lu Zixun's heavy heart quite a bit.
After rolling on the bed, Lu Zixun, transformed into human form, grinned mischievously, "Can I go like this?"
Looking at Lu Zixun's handsome face after the transformation, Lin Siyin's smile vanished.
Shaking her head, her tone full of jealousy, she said, "What do you mean by transforming specifically for the lecture? Have you found someone new?"
