Yan Xinxin could only grit her teeth and walk up to the podium, but looking at the problem in front of her, she honestly felt dizzy.
"The rest of the class, please solve the problem in your textbook."
Mo Chuxi’s magnetic voice resonated by her ear, and the girls in class obediently began writing their answers.
Yan Xinxin stood at the blackboard in frustration, picking up the pen.
"If you can’t solve it, accompany to bed tonight."
"..."
That magnetic voice suddenly swept by her ear with an ambiguous tone.
Yan Xinxin felt her cheeks heat up. She turned her head slightly and caught the man’s deep, enigmatic gaze.
"Look at that Yan Xinxin, pretending not to know again."
"Exactly, her advanced math grades are the best in the class."
So girls below noticed Yan Xinxin frozen in place and imdiately began to stir in annoyance.
"She’s definitely pretending not to know so Young Master Mo will teach her."
"So shaless!"
Mo Chuxi’s sharp ears caught the low whispers of a girl insulting Yan Xinxin. He raised a sharp brow and spoke coldly.
"You there, you seem awfully confident. Why don’t you co up and write the answer?"
The girl who was called out flushed awkwardly and stuttered.
"I, Teacher Mo, I... I can’t..."
"If you can’t, then please close your mouth. I despise idle chatter in my classroom."
"..."
The girl imdiately lowered her head in embarrassnt, and the other two girls who had been chatting along with her dared not make another sound.
Mo Chuxi calmly retracted his gaze and turned back to see Yan Xinxin already writing down her answer with ease.
"Yan Xinxin, you’re very smart."
Mo Chuxi’s statent carried an intriguing praise. Yan Xinxin put down the pen, feeling sowhat unsettled inside.
"As your advanced math teacher, I admire students like you greatly."
"...Teacher Mo, you’re too kind. I’ll head down now!"
Yan Xinxin quickly turned and walked back, fully aware of the envious and jealous gazes from the girls in class, as well as Lan Xuan’s teasing stare.
☆
Once the advanced math class was over and Mo Chuxi had assigned the howork, he left nonchalantly. Yan Xinxin, however, had more classes to attend.
Still, she couldn’t quite digest everything that had happened from this morning to now during the advanced math class.
What exactly was Mo Chuxi trying to do?
Yan Xinxin couldn’t figure it out, her ears still ringing with Lan Xuan’s teasing words.
While she was about to argue back, she received a WeChat ssage from Mo Chuxi.
She lowered her head and sneakily opened the chat interface, only to see a hand-drawn picture.
What the hell?
What did this man an by this?
Di Jue Group.
Yan Zhirou was impatiently waiting in the lobby on the first floor.
When she saw her mother, Ye Lirong, arrive, she imdiately clicked her heels and walked over.
"Why are you so slow?"
Yan Zhirou complained, taking her makeup bag from Ye Lirong’s hands.
"I ca here as fast as I could by taxi."
Ye Lirong explained, her eyes full of wonder as she looked around.
"So this is Di Jue Financial Group, huh? It’s truly luxurious!"
"Of course. The Mo family has money; how could it not be luxurious?"
Yan Zhirou said as she took out her powder puff and touched up her makeup.
"By the way, did you call Yan Xinxin and tell her to co back tomorrow? If she keeps causing trouble here, my future will be ruined. Mom, you MUST scold her tomorrow so she won’t dare ss around anymore!"
"Alright, I’ll call her as soon as I get ho!"
Ye Lirong agreed without hesitation, and her eyes imdiately lit up when she saw Mo Chuxi’s handso figure walk in through the front entrance.
"Rou, look, your Young Master Mo is here!"
Yan Zhirou froze for a mont before hurriedly packing up her makeup bag and adjusting her smile.
"It’s really Young Master Mo! Mom, go quickly, invite Young Master Mo to our house tomorrow!"
"Tomorrow?"
Ye Lirong asked, puzzled.
"But tomorrow Xinxin, she..."
"I want Yan Xinxin to see clearly that Young Master Mo likes . She should stop wasting her energy trying to seduce him!"
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