Feng Huaijin glanced at her out of the corner of his eye and suddenly asked, "So Tuanzi’s into math now? A few years back there was a math master who was an old friend of mine despite the age gap. Bring him over this weekend, I’ll take him to pay the old guy a visit."

According to Tuanzi, that math master was already quite old. In his world, he’d long since retired and gone off on a global vacation, not taking on a single student.

So if she wanted to study math with that old gentleman, now was the best time.

Just hearing that she needed to bring Tuanzi over made Su Li’s scalp tingle. She mumbled a couple of vague words: "We’ll see when the time comes."

Feng Huaijin’s eyes grew even darker, as if something was brewing and growing inside them. He pressed his lips together lightly and didn’t follow up.

Su Li had something going on.

And she didn’t want to tell him.

*

Just like that, Su Li breezily went back to the villa she shared with Xu Haohao and Lu Xiaomian.

When she pushed her suitcase through the front door, Xu Haohao and Lu Xiaomian almost thought they were seeing things.

Xu Haohao swallowed hard, finally managing to ask, "Xiao Li? How come you’re back? Did you fight with your Seventh Master Feng?"

Su Li scratched her hair and laughed, "School’s starting, isn’t it? I’m back to attend classes. It’s more convenient living here. I didn’t fight with him."

Hearing Su Li’s explanation, Xu Haohao’s cheeks flushed, and she felt even more ashamed.

Look at her bestie—she can even leave such a handsome fiancé behind for the sake of studying hard, and these past few days she herself had actually been considering whether to say yes to Feng Huaimu and move in with him...

Shameful! Completely shameful!

Beauty really is a dangerous distraction!

She had to study hard too, and not get lured away by Feng Huaimu.

Su Li hauled her suitcase upstairs and casually asked, "Why don’t I see my Fourth Senior Brother around?"

Xu Haohao thought of how Xuan Ting had decisively packed his things and left yesterday—her persuasion was useless, and so was Lu Xiaomian’s.

Looked like she’d really been fired by that guy Xuan Ting.

Just thinking of that guy Xuan Ting made a spark of anger flare up in Xu Haohao’s chest. She irritably raked her fingers through her hair and said, "He left with a backpack, said he’s going to hike back to the Northern Land, totally fired me."

Su Li was stunned, eyes wide. Hike back to An City in the Northern Land with just a backpack? That was... insanely badass.

He’d said he was under his master’s orders to protect her, and now even his shadow was gone...

Xu Haohao really didn’t want to hear his name right now. Feeling stifled, she said, "Don’t mention him. Talk about something else."

Xu Haohao just couldn’t figure it out. Whenever she thought of Xuan Ting, her whole chest burned with anger; just thinking about him made her mad. Thinking about Feng Huaimu, though, she felt happy, happy no matter which way she thought about him.

Sitting down on the sofa, Su Li’s eyes lit up slightly at that and she asked, "Do you guys know what’s a relatively expensive, relatively good gift to give a male friend? Something specifically for apologizing."

As soon as Su Li said this, she noticed Xu Haohao and Lu Xiaomian both giving her a subtle, probing look.

"For... Fourth Young Master?"

Su Li was a little baffled. "How could it possibly be for Feng Ciye? It’s for Mo Si Huang."

Just thinking of Mo Si Huang’s icy, completely emotionless voice made Su Li shiver. She felt that if Mo Si Huang had been standing in front of her at the time, he might have strangled her.

He was completely dragged into it by her.

But she also felt troubled—living her own life, yet constantly having to worry about another person.

Still, Mo Si Huang was the one who ended up losing out a bit, so... she figured she had to make it up to him, and the only way was to give him some gifts.