Chapter 32 We All Have Our Own Demons

Gu Qili recited the article she read this afternoon several times until she knew it by heart. So-called top students, it's just a mix of innate talent and a lot more hard work.

The huge wooden clock above the hotel struck eight o'clock on the dot.

She looked towards the exit but didn't see Mu Shuoqian coming out; perhaps he was delayed by a client. Being a bit early or late was very common, and she didn't mind waiting a few extra minutes. Just as she was about to put on her headphones, two familiar figures suddenly leapt into her line of sight.

People she didn't want to see.

Gu Qili quickly turned around pretending not to see them, but the people over there had already recognized her from afar and were shouting her name.

Unable to keep up the act, Gu Qili could only look at them expressionlessly as they approached. Her gaze grew even colder when she met that familiar gaze.

"Qiqi," Hu Jiaojiao greeted her with warmth as if nothing had happened.