Yun Yue squinted her eyes, a fierce look emerging as she gazed outside.
The students from Class Seven all looked outside.
Xiao Chen stood by the window, still wearing a black shirt.
The man was remarkably handsome, with thick, sharp eyebrows arching proudly over his white, delicately chiseled face. He exuded a distinguished and cold aura, radiating a strong sense of oppression.
His slender hand made a beckoning gesture, captivating one's soul.
Yun Yue frowned. What was he doing?
She rose and walked outside, her eyes lowered, leaning casually against the wall.
"What are you doing?" her voice was terribly cold and fierce.
Xiao Chen's eyebrows knitted as he stared at her for a moment. Had the child sneaked out last night?
"Come with me." He led the way to the psychologist's office.
Inside, the equipment had increased, all paid for from his own pocket.
Feng Ye saw her nonchalantly eating breakfast, unfazed.