When Lin Mo entered class 9 of senior year three, Jiang Yingxue immediately stopped him. "Lin Mo, where have you been these days?"
"Had some things to take care of," Lin Mo said with an indifferent look, casually explaining.
Jiang Yingxue glared at him and said irritably, "Lin Mo, even if you had things to do, you should at least inform a teacher, give a heads-up, right? You disappeared without a word, do you even regard me as your teacher?"
"I believe I did inform the principal," Lin Mo replied, his starry eyes looking straight into Jiang Yingxue's.
Those cold and elongated eyes, as if possessing a kind of extraordinary magic, made Jiang Yingxue feel almost entranced after a few moments of eye contact.
However, Jiang Yingxue quickly snapped out of it and said somewhat angrily, "Lin Mo, don't think that just because you have a wide network and good looks, you can do whatever you want in school!"