The two teachers tried to lift Xiao Yanci, but they couldn't move him.
As Su Yaoguang supported Zhou Wangshu inside, she glanced back at Xiao Yanci.
Xiao Yanci's gaze lingered on Su Yaoguang, his eyes full of anger.
Su Yaoguang rolled her eyes and muttered, "Definitely sick."
But it wasn't surprising. If he wasn't sick, he wouldn't have taken a liking to Jiang Yihuan. How can you expect someone so ungrateful and unworthy to have a normal mind?
"Were you doing it on purpose just now?" Su Yaoguang whispered into Zhou Wangshu's ear.
Zhou Wangshu scratched his ear and said, "What on purpose? My head was spinning so badly, everything in front of me was a blur. It's a good thing you came; otherwise, I would have fainted."
Su Yaoguang looked at him skeptically.
Zhou Wangshu's eyes were so clear and innocent, looking at her like a harmless fawn.
"I'll trust you for now."
"Were you feeling sorry for him when I stepped on him?" Zhou Wangshu asked.
