Miss Yang, oh Miss Yang...
Your relationship with Huang Jun hasn't even begun yet!
Why are you starting to lean towards the outside?
Defending!
Looks like you're in a hurry to become Qingqing and Weiwei's 'stepmom'!
Ah, indeed!
Women in love are intellectually questionable; once love brain triggers, it's terrifying.
She naturally wouldn't dare express this in front of Yang Yuxi, otherwise, she'd surely face her 'itchy hands' attack.
Xie Jianing quickly nodded repeatedly, with a somewhat flattering smile on her face: "Don't worry, it definitely won't happen again!"
"Smart of you!"
Yang Yuxi smiled at the corner of her mouth.
Meanwhile, completely busy and oblivious to the teachers' 'eye signals,' Qingqing and Weiwei looked at the heart-shaped disposable cake plates in their hands and asked in confusion, "Miss Xie, what are we pasting these for?"
Weiwei also asked curiously, "Yeah, what are these plates for? Are they going to be stuck on the walls?"
"No, they're not!"
