Little did she know that Jiang Shengyan, on the other end of the screen, was ticking off her fingers and calculating: she could treat him to breakfast every now and then, and sooner or later, the tally would add up.
"Where should we meet?" Jiang Shengyan sent another message. "The library or...?"
Shen Jingyan narrowed his eyes, deliberately teasing her: "My place or yours works fine."
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