Ye Sang: "..."
Why are you all looking at me?
The little thing pouted and hid herself a little as she opened her dark and soft cat eyes.
Mu Chen already had an idea of her vicious result.
Since he saw her suffocating result from a while ago, he thought that the idiom 'children couldn't be taught' was right.
The two newly appointed fathers exchanged a glance at each other and then continued to look at the result list.
"Literature and language, 76," Huo Yao spoke up this time. He raised his voice and he glanced at Ye Sang lightly, "Barely a pass."
He frowned tightly and looked at Ye Sang without expressions, "Give us your test and let us see."
To be honest, he never thought that he would be so fallen that he'd have to teach a child how to do her homework as a big villain.
The little thing's dimples showed from pursing her lips together as she dawdled in her spot.
No.
She wanted to stay alive.