However, the young man seemed not to hear her at all. He remained entirely focused on organizing the books in his hands, preparing to hand them over to the library staff. His aloof face showed not the slightest change in expression, and he gave no response whatsoever to Guan Yao's conversational opening.
Guan Yao's smile froze on her face instantly, and a wave of disappointment surged in her heart.
She bit her lip awkwardly, her gaze flickering with panic, and subconsciously gripped the copy of *A History of Chinese Philosophy* in her hands a little tighter.
Chapter 17