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This person was her only dilemma at that moment.
Shen Du did not expect her to ask such a question, and his expression froze for a moment. He thought briefly for a few seconds; regardless of the dilemma, he would choose the most optimal solution rather than the perfect one. In the pursuit of perfection, one must know when to let go.
After Yao Nian sat down, Lin Mo leaned over and asked, "What's wrong with you? Ever since we entered the auditorium, you’ve seemed off. I’ve tried talking to you several times, but you didn’t seem to hear me."
Her voice was muffled, and she was too lazy to come up with another excuse—just typical youthful angst.
"What does that have to do with the lecture?"
Lin Mo's body tensed up as she slowly turned to meet Yao Nian's gaze. "I mean, the person with no taste wouldn’t be that one on stage, right?"
Yao Nian closed her eyes, tacitly agreeing.
"Oh my God."
Lin Mo probably thought that just saying "Oh my God" wasn’t enough to express her shock.
"Oh my God! Oh my God! You like our department head?"
Yao Nian felt as if ten years' worth of pent-up frustration was about to burst out. She hadn’t even noticed that Shen Du had already left the stage; all that remained was their department head, who was over fifty and balding, passionately speaking into the microphone.
Lin Mo laughed uncontrollably. "I was just joking! I didn’t know your taste was that heavy!"
Yao Nian felt speechless and rolled her eyes. "If I had known it was his lecture, I wouldn’t have come."
As the lecture concluded, students in the auditorium began to disperse. Lin Mo had a bunch of questions bottled up inside her and waited until most people had left before heading out.
"By the way," Yao Nian looked at her phone and continued, "let’s get her a bowl of knife-cut noodles."
Lin Mo lightly nudged her elbow against Yao Nian's arm.
Yao Nian looked up in confusion.
Shen Du stood at the entrance of the auditorium under a stone pillar, holding his suit jacket in one hand. When he saw them come out, a smile quickly spread across his face.
"Lawyer Shen?" Lin Mo exclaimed in surprise. "The lecture is over; you’re still here?"
He put away his phone and took a couple of steps closer to them, his gaze landing on the girl beside him.
"I'm waiting for Yao Nian."
If she had heard those five words two months ago, she couldn't imagine how happy she would have been.
Lin Mo blinked, "Oh, I see. I won't disturb you then. You two take your time chatting; I'll head out now."
Shen Du asked, "Do you want to join us for a meal? We can invite your other roommates too."
Yao Nian was taken aback. How did he come to that conclusion? When did she say she wanted to go eat with him?
"No, no, no," Lin Mo waved her hands repeatedly. "We still have a sick one in our dorm. I need to hurry back and take care of her. Goodbye, Lawyer Shen."
Lin Mo dashed off quickly, disappearing in an instant.
Yao Nian held a stack of books in her arms, freshly borrowed from the library that morning, and she hadn't had the chance to return to her dorm yet.
Shen Du naturally took the books from her hands.
In the next moment, Yao Nian heard him softly say, "Little girl, you're quite heartless."
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