That moment.
Everyone took a breath.
The faint-hearted couldn't even bear to watch!
Those guarding the live broadcast were staring wide-eyed.
They all thought they were about to witness a tragic scene.
But then, when those people took a closer look.
They were all shocked!
Ruanruan was perfectly fine, not a hair out of place.
She was wearing a coat, sitting on an old chair.
Old Zhao was serving her hot tea.
The aroma of the tea filled the air!
Behind her, two skinny guys with yellow hair were being very respectful.
Calling her Miss Su all the time.
And the greatly wicked Xia Minghan, with a swollen nose and bruised face, was kneeling and writing a self-criticism.
His Chinese wasn't good; every time he wrote something wrong, Ruanruan would tear it up and make him rewrite it.
When the door-breaking noise occurred.
She looked up.
Her appearance was pure and innocent.
