Su Xingyu looked at Zhuang Heng, Zhuang Heng's carefully crafted face wearing a perfectly composed smile.
She understood well that Zhuang Heng was targeting her, deliberately treating her like a servant to see her disgrace.
But should she directly refuse here?
Su Xingyu's mind worked fast, remembering Lu Shifeng's demand that she should achieve extraordinary heights in photography within a month, by any means necessary. Normally, she could choose not to play Zhuang Heng's boring game and refuse directly, but now, with only a month, if she refuses to fight, wouldn't it seem like she's afraid of Zhuang Heng?
So Su Xingyu smiled, "You can't handle the lecture alone? Fine, I'll go help you."
Zhuang Heng's expression changed slightly, this vile woman, her words are really unpleasant!
"Xingyu, did you misunderstand? It's not that I can't manage the lecture alone, but I'm offering you a chance, supporting you." She continued to speak gently and calmly.
