The female editor awkwardly scratched her hair and said to Zhang Ye, “Uh, did we…..come at the wrong time?”
Zhang Ye could only make up something saying, “No, she….she just had an argument with me. Her mood’s not that good. Don’t mind her. I’m sorry about it.”
Argument?
Weren’t you just friends? What argument?
The female editor thought to herself that this must definitely be your girlfriend!
Zhang Lu and the other editor also thought it was strange. They blinked and looked at Zhang Ye, “Teacher Zhang, we brought the books over. Where do you want to put it?”
A thick pile of books in a box.