Yun Anan’s brows knitted together. After a moment’s thought, she swallowed her pride and called Professor Chen, asking to postpone processing her re-enrollment paperwork. With Professor Chen’s approval, Yun Anan let out a soft sigh. For some reason, she couldn't shake the sense of foreboding that coiled in her gut. She could only hope that this lunch Shen Qiuyu had arranged was just that—a lunch.