Han Jing instinctively turned his head around to see a young lady dressed in a white dress and holding a red umbrella walking toward him in sandals.
Only when he got closer did Han Jing realize that the person who had called out to him was Qin yiran.
They were classmates, and it wasn't as if they hadn't spoken to each other before. Ever since last semester, when she had put on all sorts of fake identities to defame Shi Yao on the forums, he had rarely paid her any attention.
Thus, when Han Jing recognized that the other party was Qin Yiran, a hint of disgust surfaced in his eyes, so much so that even his voice sounded unfriendly. "What did you call me for?"
Qin Yiran didn't mind Han Jing's attitude at all. She glanced at the female dormitory that Shi Yao had just entered and asked, "Was the person you sent back to the dormitory the freshman from the English department, Shi Yao?"