You Don't Have It?

Instantly, the dean subconsciously shut his mouth as the chill on his back lingered for a long time.

Where did a student get such a scary gaze from?

Indeed, she had not been a good student since the past!

"Did you find this letter on my desk?"

Pei Yunge looked towards Chu Zhixing.

Chu Zhixing's expression was terrible, but he could only nod.

At noon yesterday, the dean seemed to have received an anonymous tip that someone in Class Seven was in a relationship.

Later, when the dean came to Class Seven to lecture, the representative of the language class happened to be collecting homework. As for the letter, it was slotted in Pei Yunge's homework.

Everyone saw it with their own eyes.

"Teacher, just because you found this from my desk, does it mean that it's mine?"

Pei Yunge asked carelessly.

"Then what else?" The dean's expression did not look too good.

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