Teacher Jiang, although he never practiced punitive education, due to personal reasons, he was too outstanding and often inadvertently revealed a hint of a Versailles literary master's temperament.
As a result, the students he taught all wanted to punch that beautiful face.
Only Su Nanzhi consistently believed that Jiang Beiyu did it on purpose.
He just didn't look like a good person.
Though resembling him somewhat, her Xiaoyu clearly was an innocent, not yet tainted by society, his eyes that knew nothing of the world adding to his charm.
Su Nanzhi had been sleeping early these past few days, not even knowing whether Jiang Yu showed up at night.
"The student who is distracted, do you wish to receive a big gift from the teacher?" Jiang Beiyu smiled, his face stunningly beautiful together with that smile.
However, this was a man without a heart.