During the class, Jiang Yuanguang stared at the face on the podium.
Today, Brother Yan looked excessively handsome. Dressed in a crisp suit that accentuated his upright posture. To look more authoritative, he had purposely put on a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, giving him a restrained and stable aura, and exuding an ascetic vibe.
Jiang Yuan couldn't calm her mind to listen to his lecture, with all sorts of strange thoughts filling her head.
Luckily, their class was all boys, otherwise, with Brother Yan dressed like this, he was clearly tempting the hearts of young girls, who would then be unable to focus on the lecture.
Tsk, has he no sense of being taken?
Thinking of this, Jiang Yuan's gaze turned from a stare into a glare.
Her intense gaze was hard to ignore.
Not knowing what he had done to provoke her, Xu Jiayan stopped lecturing and looked at her, "This student, you've been looking at me the entire time. Do you have any objections?"
