He Had a Sense of Crisis

Ling Fei 'er was already prepared to be ridiculed by Wen Ruan.

Her fingers that were holding the exercise book were so strong that they had turned white.

She did not even dare to look into Wen Ruan's eyes.

After about four to five seconds, the exercise book in his hand was pulled.

Ling Fei 'er clenched her fists subconsciously.

She lowered her eyes and did not dare to look at Wen Ruan.

Wen Ruan looked at Ling Fei 'er's expression and could not help but find it funny." Aren't you here to ask questions? If you don't let me see it, how would I know which question it is?"

There was no taunting or mocking, nor was there any scowl or coldness.

His attitude was no different from how he treated ordinary students.

She had gone against her many times in the past!

Ling Fei 'er's face flushed red as she asked," You, you're willing to teach me?"

Wen Ruan replied," It's just a question. It's impossible for us to be friends!"