She gave him a friendly smile. “How did you notice me?”
He pointed to the glass window along the hallway—it had reflected her and given her away.
Fengguang’s expression grew a little complicated, and she said awkwardly, “I wasn’t trying to eavesdrop. I just bumped into this spot by accident. But I really didn’t hear what you two were talking about.”
“So… when classmate Jiao Ji was just now talking badly about the new transfer student in Class E, Xia Fengguang, naturally, you didn’t hear that either.”
“What?” Fengguang was stunned. “He was talking bad about me? No way…”
But as soon as the words “no way” left her lips, she clamped her mouth shut, wishing she could slap herself.
The boy gave a soft laugh, as if to say I knew it. “Since you already heard, why pretend you didn’t?”
“I just… didn’t want you to feel embarrassed.”
He replied easily, “There’s nothing to be embarrassed about. And you don’t seem like the type to gossip.”
“You know who I am?” Fengguang asked, puzzled. Before this, she was sure they had never met.
His eyes glimmered with a hint of amusement. “The only people in this school who don’t know me are the new students. News that the Xia Group’s heiress transferred here isn’t exactly a secret.”
Fengguang was silent for a moment, then asked, “And you are…?”
“My name is Han Chen. I’m the student council president at Li Hai High.” He gave a polite smile and a graceful nod. “Nice to meet you, classmate Xia.”
There’s an old saying: You search high and low with no luck, only to stumble upon it effortlessly.
It couldn’t have described Fengguang’s feelings better. She quickly put on a reserved smile. “Hello, President.”
“Is everything okay on your first day at Li Hai?” he asked with just the right amount of concern—close enough to be warm, but not overstepping. It was more like a counselor checking in on a student’s well-being.
Fengguang nodded. “It’s fine. Compared to my old school, aside from there being more boys here, there’s really no difference.”
“I hope all this testosterone won’t interfere with your studies.”
“I… don’t think it will.” In truth, it already was. Looking at his smile, she felt almost lightheaded. She had to admit—he really was a sight to behold. Even though she had seen countless handsome men, she couldn’t help thinking this one was truly exceptional.
No wonder boys confessed to him. With that effortless warmth of his, even if someone told her a fly had confessed to him, she might believe it.
Wait… that comparison sounded a little odd.
“Since you transferred without taking the entrance exams, you could only be placed in Class E,” Han Chen explained. “But when midterms come around, as long as you rank within the top five hundred, you’ll be eligible to transfer to another class.”
He offered his advice sincerely. “If you’ll forgive me for being blunt—Class E might be lively, but anyone with ambition would want to move to a better class.”
“But I’m really not an ambitious person…” she blurted out before realizing that was probably the worst thing she could say to a top student who valued academics.
Han Chen just chuckled. “Classmate Xia, it’s self-study period right now.”
“I know… what about it?”
He smiled. “Leaving the classroom during self-study costs Class E one point.”