Yan Xinxin stood there in a daze, frozen in panic, only reacting when Mo Chuxi stood up.
She lifted her wide-eyed, astonished gaze, staring blankly at Mo Chuxi's aloof and handsome figure as he walked away, her right ear burning and turning an alarming shade of red.
She finally realized—Mo Chuxi had purposely dropped something just now!
And what she dared not recall was the phrase Mo Chuxi had whispered in her ear just moments ago.
"Tsk!"
As she wrestled with her scattered thoughts, Yan Xinxin caught a side-eyed glare from Ling Siyu, who was seated diagonally in front of her.
Yan Xinxin remained calm as she looked at her, though she already guessed that Ling Siyu had likely witnessed the brief interaction between Mo Chuxi and herself.
Two class periods quickly passed.
The crisp sound of the dismissal bell echoed as everyone began to leave the classroom one after another. The girls slowed their steps on purpose, just to catch a few extra glimpses of their Teacher Mo.
