Everyone present watched this scene intently.

Lei Ting was stunned for a moment, then quickly stood up and stood in front of Feng Yang, staring at Zhong Wanjun.

"Wan Jun, don't misunderstand, Feng Yang didn't mean you were dirty, he just... just..."

She stammered, completely unsure of what to say.

"Just what?"

“It’s just…” Lei Ting finally came up with an excuse, “that you don’t want me to share a cup with you.”

Zhong Wanjun stared intently at Lei Ting, feeling truly heartbroken.

Once, if anyone dared to say that he possessed immense power.

With Lei Ting's temper, she'd be even more impulsive than Zhong Wanjun, wanting to go up and teach the other person a lesson.

But now, all that's left is to protect Feng Yang.

"Lei Ting! You've changed! You've changed so much that I hardly recognize you anymore!"

Zhong Wanjun turned away dejectedly and left through the back door.

"Ten thousand jun..."

Lei Ting murmured.

But there was no way to bring back the current Zhong Wanjun.

...

...

Lei Ting immediately felt even worse.

He looked around, trying to find an outlet for his frustration.

Finally, it landed on Feng Yang's face.

"It's all your fault!"

Feng Yang, however, wore an indifferent smile.

"Okay, it's all my fault."

Then, he turned around and went back to eating.

"..."

Unable to calm down, Lei Ting finally decided to go find Zhong Wanjun and comfort him.

They found him on the rooftop of a second-floor building where Zhong Wanjun often slept.

"Wan Jun, you're here."

Zhong Wanjun did not answer.

"Don't be angry. Feng Yang definitely didn't mean you were dirty when he said that," Lei Ting continued.

Zhong Wanjun took a deep breath and finally couldn't help but open his eyes and stare at her.

"I don't care what he says, I only care about you."

"..."

"Do you really have to get involved with Feng Yang?" Zhong Wanjun questioned.

"..."

Lei Ting remained silent...

Yet it explains everything.

Zhong Wanjun understood immediately.

"I really don't know what kind of spell this Muggle cast on you, and I have no idea where I, Zhong Wanjun, am inferior to him!"

He said this unwillingly.

"..."

Lei Ting struggled internally.

He hesitated whether or not to tell Feng Yang about his secret.

However, he thought about how he had done that to Feng Yang for the sake of his combat power index...

They backed down!

A complete and utter retreat!

"You're right, I think I've really been spoiled and bewitched by him, I'm always completely infatuated..."

Zhong Wanjun frowned.

Only then did he look at her again.

"What do you mean? Lei Ting, explain yourself clearly. If you need anything, I will definitely help you."

"nothing..."

"..."

"I'm going back to the classroom now."

"..."

Looking at Lei Ting's back.

Zhong Wanjun seemed to have already figured out the breakthrough!

Lei Ting definitely has something on Feng Yang that he can't get.

This time, he will definitely find it!

He naively thought...

Once this weakness is resolved, Lei Ting can go back to what she used to be.

He always thinks of Zhong Wanjun first in everything!

...

...

Lei Ting returned to the classroom.

I noticed a case of bottled water in front of her sofa.

She glanced ahead with a puzzled look...

“King was moved here by Feng Yang,” Hua Linglong said.

Feng Yang turned his head and met Lei Ting's gaze, who was looking at him. He smiled slightly.

"Didn't you say you didn't have any water to drink? I'll bring you a whole case so you can drink your fill, so you don't have to use other people's cups."

puff~

In the class, those with a low threshold for laughter would inexplicably burst into laughter upon hearing it.

"..."

Lei Ting herself felt a little amused.

Deep down, I couldn't help but sigh...

Oh my god!

It's not that I'm trying to get involved with Feng Yang, but he's genuinely interesting.

...

...

It truly proves the saying...

Women don't love men who aren't a little bad.

If a guy is seriously pursuing a girl, no matter how much he tries to woo her, it won't work.

time.

It was already afternoon.

Inside the office.

After working on math problems for a while, Feng Yang stretched and felt a bit bored...

He looked around.

"Teacher Yunhan," he whispered in Cai Yunhan's ear, "why does Teacher Cao Jili like to wear his pants so high?"

Cai Yunhan glanced at it and felt a wave of discomfort wash over her; her obsessive-compulsive disorder kicked in, and she quickly looked away...

He whispered a response in Feng Yang's ear.

"Never mind him. If someone can pull their V-line to their abs, then they definitely have something wrong with them."

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