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In a daze, she didn't know when she had fallen asleep, but when she woke up, it was already bright outside. Rao Jie was stunned for a moment before realizing where she was.
Glancing at the time, she panicked; it was already nine o'clock. Although she was in her senior year, they still had classes to attend.
Rao Jie was not someone who let emotions disrupt her normal life; no matter how painful things got, she followed her routine and did what needed to be done. She could be described as a very obedient girl who always adhered to the rules. Even throughout her life, she had never skipped class, not even when she was sick.
After getting everything ready, she was about to head out when, coincidentally, Wu Rong also emerged from his room at the same time.
He wore a pure white shirt with black lines along the sleeves, casual yet elegant, paired with deep gray trousers that were both formal and profound. His leather shoes with wooden soles highlighted his youthful demeanor. Such simple attire could only be complemented by someone with a good physique, which accentuated his charm.
Looking at his face, his features were as deep and three-dimensional as Wu Xin's. Each feature looked good and gentle on its own, but together they somehow conveyed a sharpness that made him seem somewhat intimidating, though he was undeniably handsome—just a bit hard to look at directly. His striking features looked great from any angle.
His lips were pale, suggesting he might not be feeling well today. In contrast, his hair was very dark; few people naturally have pure black hair like his. His eyelashes were also very dark and long, resembling the wings of a black butterfly fluttering with each blink.
What surprised Rao Jie the most were his eyes. At that moment, Wu Rong was locking his door and hadn’t noticed her. His eyes were truly beautiful; if he smiled even slightly, those eyes alone could captivate many with their deep and affectionate glimmer.
However, when he finally noticed Rao Jie and looked over, his expression immediately shifted to one of impatience and irritation. So no matter how good-looking he was, that unapproachable demeanor overshadowed it all.
Rao Jie quickly snapped back to reality and stammered, "Wu... Professor Wu, good morning."
Last night, Wu Xin had sent her a message saying that Wu Rong was now a distinguished professor at her university, temporarily teaching special classes for the talented graduate students in the Mathematics Department.
Their Mathematics Department was among the strongest in the country; for someone like Rao Jie, who struggled with math, being taught by someone like Wu Rong—who was undoubtedly a genius among geniuses—made her feel both intimidated and respectful.
Wu Rong's brow remained furrowed as he glanced impatiently at Rao Jie, too lazy to respond before heading outside.
Feeling a pang in her heart, Rao Jie called out to him. "Professor Wu... don't worry; I'll find a place to stay today and won't linger here. I'm sorry for disturbing you last night."
Only then did Wu Rong stop in his tracks and look at Rao Jie with some surprise before replying impatiently, "What? Are you two playing good cop-bad cop? That's unnecessary!"
Indeed, they were siblings; their words were sharp and cutting. However, while Wu Xin directed her sharpness towards outsiders, Rao Jie had never experienced such intensity before.
Biting her lip, Rao Jie didn't want to be disliked any further; she also had her pride.
"Don't worry, I won't tell Wu Xin. I will leave; it's not appropriate for me to stay here. Wu Xin is just being kind."
Wu Rong silently looked at her for a moment, his irritation easing slightly on his face. "Since you say so... then please hurry up!"
After saying that, Wu Rong turned and walked out the door.
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