Missed me?

Qing Mian read until late at night, and, as a result, she woke up slightly late the next day.

Qin packed her breakfast for her to eat on her way. Seeing her yawn, she said heart-achingly, "Mianmian, even if you're participating in the Olympiad, you shouldn't give yourself too much pressure. Health is the most important thing."

Qing Mian nodded.

Qing Qin, who had just eaten, heard this and mocked, "If you don't have a diamond cutter, don't try to mend porcelain wares. Some people merely got first in one exam and think that they can conquer Olympiads as well. I heard that someone was got all yesterday's mock exam questions wrong."

Qing Mian ignored her and left with her breakfast.

Mr. Ling said that she made great improvements yesterday, and as long as she avoided using certain knowledge, there wouldn't be much problem. Of course, this meant that she needed to complete more questions.

Qing Qin followed behind her and tried to make references obliquely. "Could it be that your motive doesn't lie in the Math Olympiad but in something else?"

Qing Mian turned a deaf ear to it and got in the car.

Qing Qin still wanted to speak, but she saw the girl leaning on the car window with her eyes closed, seemingly asleep. Her long lashes were curled upwards; her skin was fair, and her red lips were moist.

Qing Qin had a strong urge to destroy such beauty.

The car stopped in front of the school and Qing Mian seemed to have slept enough. Just as she took her bag and was getting off Qing Qin who had resisted throughout the journey, mocked her again. "The Math Star Competition will be held in a few days' time, and if you can't get a good ranking, Mr. Ling will kick you out of the Olympiad class. Let me warn you, don't dream about things that don't belong to you!"

Qing Mian paused as she alighted and sighed helplessly.

This mosquito is so annoying.

She slowly turned her head to look at Qing Qin and paused. "I remember that you're joining the physics competition?"

There was a grip on Qing Qin's heart as she became defensive. "What are you trying to say?"

Qing Mian retracted her gaze and became apathetic again. "Nothing much."

She adjusted her fallen shoulder strap and walked toward the gate, leaving Qing Qin confused and shocked in the car.

Qing Mian walked past the gate and remembered what Li Min told her last night. Logically speaking, after telling her, shouldn't he call her?

When has he ever played according to logic?

Qing Mianmian glanced at her phone and called Li Min directly.

It rang for a long time before it was connected.

"Hello." A cold, low voice sounded, a little alienated and aloof.

Qing Mianmian was silent for a few seconds before opening her mouth. "... It's Qing Mianmian."

Li Min was quiet for a second. "Oh..."

She didn't know if it was just her illusion, but she felt like at the mention of her name, Li Min's tone wasn't so cold.

It seemed slightly milder.

"Yes." She nodded.

Li Min was quiet for a while.

Several seconds passed before he said, "What is it?."

 Qing Mianmian squeezed her phone. Her previous impulse had faded and she regretted calling him now.

They had only known each other not more than a week.

Moreover, she didn't have a concrete reason for calling him.

Would he think she was disturbing if she called him without saying anything?

But she was really angry.

She had just wanted to check up on him, why was he acting cold.

"Why did you call me? Have you missed me?" The man's deep, seductive voice passed into her ears as if he was right beside her, causing Qing Mian's heartbeat to suddenly whizz.

Her face suddenly turned red.

!!!

How was she to respond!

"Uhh, I just wanted to check if you are still alive"

"Call my name, I don't want to hear 'Mr. Li' anymore." The man's tone was strong and domineering with no room for refusal.

Qing Mian went quiet.

Li Min: "Why do you want to know if I'm alive? To accept another guy's proposal?"

"You promised to call me last night, remember?"

"I worked overtime" 

"Okay. Are p still busy?"

Li Min simply said. "Yes."

"Then...I'll go to class"

"Okay"

After a few seconds of silence, the man spoke again, his tone suddenly cold. He asked in a deep voice, "You still can't give me a good review?"

Qing Mian was flustered by his cold voice and said,"I'll hang up then"

"Oh..okay. I'll call you later"

"Bye"