Chen Nan left the house.
He was planning to go to school, but his phone rang again—it was a call from Qin Yixuan.
What could this woman possibly want?
As Chen Nan thought about it, he answered the call, "Crazy lady, what do you want with me?"
Qin Yixuan responded irritably, "Me, a lord? I've run into big trouble. Where are you now? Do you have time to help?"
Chen Nan said grumpily, "Listen, crazy woman, I'm still your direct supervisor. Would it kill you to be a little polite?"
"I'm already being polite enough."
Qin Yixuan's voice carried a note of urgency. "I don't have time to chat. Can you come or not?"
"I can help you, but I have classes. Otherwise, my beautiful teacher is going to lose it again," Chen Nan sighed. "Well, I'll go all out for a brother. What do you need help with?"