Even though Ruan Nianxi came out relatively late, the gymnasium was still crowded, with people still streaming out in groups.

She walked against the flow of people, moving slowly, her face growing increasingly somber.

Xie Shu hadn't replied to her messages because he was busy, but what was her dad busy with at this time?

The lecture had just ended, and even if he was busy, it would only be chatting with the school leaders. What could be so important?