"Damn it!"
Ye Qiao gritted her teeth and murmured those two words, her finger hesitating on the dial button for a moment before she shoved the phone back into her pocket. When she reached the door, she forcefully flung open the restroom door.
Outside, Ji Mo was about to knock on the door, his right hand raised. His fingers swung through empty air, almost striking Ye Qiao in the face.
Noticing his palm suspended in mid-air, Ye Qiao instinctively shrank back.
"What, didn't get enough last night?!"
Ji Mo quickly withdrew his hand, "I..."
"Back off!"
She pushed him aside and stormed down the corridor.
The finals were about to begin in a moment, and if she didn't hurry, she'd miss her chance.
"Ye Qiao!" Ji Mo followed, catching her before she turned into the corridor, "Last night, I was too impulsive. I apologize to you."
Apologize?
Ye Qiao turned her face in surprise.
He hadn't come to supervise her but to apologize?!
Footsteps approached in the hallway.
