"I've already finished writing it."
"Then go and prepare for tomorrow's class."
Ting Jun was indignant. He wanted to protest, but when he met Yin Zhan's stern gaze, he lost his momentum. He stomped his feet, picked up the remote control and the small tank, and went upstairs in a Huff.
Mu li thought that tingjun had accidentally touched the phone line when the call was hung up. She waited for two minutes and called back, but it still didn't go through. She guessed that the yin family's phone was broken.
Murong pushed the door open and walked into her room. He pulled a chair and sat beside her. He asked seriously, " Are you really going to date Jian Yifan? "