Nan Xueyin stood in front of the bookshelf and turned to look back.
She said nothing. Seeing the piece of calligraphy on the nearby wall and the stack of xuan paper that had clearly been thumbed through, Xiao Youlan smiled. "So you were looking at these."
He walked up to her. "You wrote all of them, only to crumple them up and toss them into the wastebasket. After you left, I found them in your room and smoothed every single one out."
Chapter 184