Ever since that special forces teacher with a sharp tongue started verbally striking, Ning Shuangshuang would stubbornly hold her breath and persist just to stop the teacher from looking down on her. Over time, Ning Shuangshuang developed a habit of bickering with him daily.
This time, Jin An was rarely sharp-tongued, and Ning Shuangshuang, having gotten used to sparring with the special forces teacher, reflexively retorted. Then she realized something was off, but the words had already escaped and couldn't be taken back. Ning Shuangshuang regretfully covered her mouth and awkwardly grinned at Jin An.
Fortunately, Jin An didn't fuss over Ning Shuangshuang's slip of tongue. With furrowed eyebrows that looked like they would knot together, he pulled out his phone and started making calls, booking a top-notch beautician to ensure Ning Shuangshuang's face would regain its fairness within ten days.
