Personally Teach

Looking at her anxious gaze, Ye Qiu already understood the worry in her heart. He sighed and comforted her. "Yes, don't worry. I'll think of a way for you."

"Master!"

Hearing this, Lin Qingzhu's heart trembled. She was incomparably touched, and tears instantly welled up in the corners of her eyes. She knew very well that no matter what kind of suffering she encountered, there would be someone standing in front of her to clear the obstacles for her.

Ye Qiu pinched her pretty face and wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes. He said unhappily, "Damn girl, how old are you? Why are you still crying? You're a master now. You should pay attention to your image."

When Lin Qingzhu heard this, she felt a little embarrassed. She looked at Little Mengli, who was looking up at her with a blank gaze, and hurriedly straightened her posture. She could not show her weak side in front of her disciple. She had to establish the image of a strong woman.