After Yue Qingqing went back, the teacher happened to finish the class.
Seeing Yue Qingqing, who didn't return for half the class and looked upset, clutching her phone tightly, the teacher had a thought.
Immediately, the teacher said in a comforting tone, "Yue, I'm sorry to see you're upset."
"It's okay, I'm just… I just don't know what to do."
Could it be that even this girl, who seemed capable of anything in the teacher's eyes, would feel confused?
The female teacher gently patted Yue Qingqing's shoulder.
"Relax, maybe every choice is the best arrangement."
Although it was a commonly used phrase for reassurance, it inexplicably calmed Yue Qingqing's heart.
"Thank you."
The teacher gave her a gentle smile before leaving.
Before Yue Qingqing returned to the dormitory, she had already received a message from Jiang Jingze.
"I already know, is it convenient to talk now?"
Yue Qingqing calculated the time; it was probably midnight over there.
