Xue Rui helplessly pinched the bridge of his nose. The guy was always over-analyzing what he said.
'But I have to admit, Qian Huabiao's strategy was actually the best move. That guy would never let himself get the short end of the stick...'
Lin Ruoxi pouted. In her heart, Xue Rui was always very obedient.
He listened to her, and he listened to Gu Muxue.
Xue Rui was always by her side, and she was already very satisfied with that.
At eight o'clock sharp, the professor walked into the classroom right on time and began the first lesson of the new semester.
Xue Rui glanced up and saw the familiar Professor Teng Wenbo. He was around forty, and the hair at his temples was combed toward the crown of his head. But even with reinforcements from the flanks, the strands on top were still sparse, his scalp clearly visible.
Teng Wenbo held a transparent, double-walled insulated mug, which seemed to contain more goji berries than water.
