"Ye Qingzhou, why is she in your house?"
"Why are you asking such a question? Isn't Leon also here?"
"Can she be compared to Leon?"
"What's the difference? Aren't both of them paying for lessons at my place?"
Ye Qingzhou couldn't understand why Xu Yuebing suddenly got angry again.
It seemed as if, as long as she was by his side, this cold and elegant young lady easily lost control of her emotions, even though she was usually quite normal.
Seeing Ye Qingzhou being so "remorseless," Xu Yuebing pursed her lips, gritted her teeth, and glared so sharply that she seemed to wish she could pierce two holes in someone: "Do you think you can do anything as long as you have money?"
Ye Qingzhou pinched his chin and answered seriously, "Of course not, some courses have high artistic value and require extra charges."
"!!!"
And so, the attendance at Zhouzhou Martial Technique Training Workshop increased by 50%, rapidly growing from 2 members to 3.
