"If you didn't have the ill intent of wanting me to make a fool of myself, maybe no student in the whole classroom would have turned to stare at me."
Yin Shixiu wasn't indifferent to her; it's just that he already had to shoulder enough burdens. If he took on any more, he'd really be unable to explain himself clearly.
"Then..."
Su Xiaomeng was struck silent, her voice choked by his words.
"You're my wife. Why would I want to disrupt your class?" Yin Shixiu sighed lightly, moving around the table to lean where Chi Lun had just been standing.
"Then why did you come? Don't tell me you came to listen to my lecture. I teach literary translation, not finance."
Su Xiaomeng took a deep breath, her eyes coldly watching him.
