Bab 1964: I Don't Understand

Ye Qingqiu was wearing a smog-colored pleated skirt, a simple white T-shirt, and a pair of white shoes.

There were two obvious band-aids on her exposed heels.

There was a small bookshelf beside the sofa with a few books. There were also a few books and books in the corner of the coffee table.

It was Ye Qingqiu's exercise book, textbooks, and extracurricular materials.

She picked up a book at random and opened it to read for a while.

Perhaps it was because her posture was not comfortable, she hugged the book and lay on the sofa.

In fact, Ye Qingqiu had always been uninterested in books.

If it wasn't for the fact that she couldn't get over the hurdle of not reading, she would have never cared about her textbooks.

That was the only reason why she could enter and leave the office openly.

However, these books were too unlikable. They flipped and turned several times, refusing to read them.