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"Yao Nian?"
Shen Du's voice came from inside the room.
"You seem busy, so I'll just leave," she replied, feeling her voice slightly falter.
Shen Du stood up and walked towards her. "What are you doing out there? Come in; Lan Yue is not a stranger."
He was wearing those gold-rimmed glasses again today.
"Oh," Yao Nian responded.
Jiang Lan Yue crossed her arms and leaned against the doorframe, sizing him up. "Shen Du, you have quite the wide circle, don’t you? Even friends this young."
Shen Du smiled and explained, "This is the daughter of a friend of mine; she studies at Huada."
Yao Nian could sense that the two of them shared a comfortable rapport, indicating they must have known each other for quite some time—definitely not just a month.
"Wait for me a moment," Shen Du said to Yao Nian. "I need to wrap up a case report."
Yao Nian sat on the sofa, her fingers unconsciously poking at the corner of the cushion.
The soundproofing in Shen Du's office was excellent, almost completely isolating them from the noise outside. The only sound was the rhythmic tapping of his keyboard.
This silence made Yao Nian feel even more out of place, especially with Jiang Lan Yue sitting right next to her. She didn't know how to approach this woman.
Jiang Lan Yue crossed her legs and took a small sip of her coffee before asking, "What's your name?"
"Yao Nian."
"First year?"
"Yes."
Jiang Lan Yue chuckled lightly, seemingly surprised that Shen Du had made a friend so much younger than himself.
Yao Nian felt a twinge of annoyance at how often she mentioned age.
What was so admirable about being older?
Shen Du shifted his gaze from the computer to their direction. "Lan Yue, could you pour her a glass of water?"
Jiang Lan Yue shot him a sideways glance. "Are you ordering me around now?"
Yao Nian quickly shook her head. "No need; I'm not thirsty."
"Well, what do you want to drink? Juice? Or tea?" she asked as she stood up.
Before Yao Nian could respond, a clear and gentle voice interjected, "There’s herbal tea in the drawer."
Jiang Lanyue clicked her tongue. "I was asking the young lady."
Suddenly, Yao Nian felt a rebellious urge rise within her. She pointed to the ceramic cup on the coffee table and said, "I’d like to have coffee."
Jiang Lanyue chuckled softly and walked over to the tea corner. With practiced ease, she retrieved some coffee beans from the lower cabinet and filled a container with water from the nearby sink. Pressing a button, the coffee machine roared to life.
Yao Nian couldn’t help but steal glances at the woman. She seemed familiar with Shen Du's office layout, effortlessly locating what she needed among the identical cabinets below. It was clear she frequented this place often.
Before long, Jiang Lanyue returned with a cup of coffee and offered it to Yao Nian. "Give it a try?"
"Thank you." Yao Nian accepted the coffee with both hands, inhaling the rich aroma of roasted beans. She took a sip.
"Wow, it’s so bitter."
Yao Nian struggled to suppress her grimace as she slowly swallowed the bitter brew.
Shen Du looked up and rubbed his wrist. "Alright, see if there are any issues."
Jiang Lanyue leaned closer to him, peering at his computer screen.
The two were close together, but out of consideration for her presence, they refrained from any intimate gestures. Yet, an inexplicable heaviness settled in Yao Nian's chest, a sense of unease that made her feel out of place.
She quickly finished her coffee in one go; the bitterness spread throughout her mouth. Lightening her steps, she made her way outside.
Just as she reached the door, Shen Du's voice called out as expected, "Where are you going?"
Her back stiffened at his question. "To the restroom," she replied hurriedly before escaping his office.
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