"Yang Ming, Mengyan, what are both of you discussing? If you don't mind, let me sit with you!" Wang Zhitao approached with a smile.
Of course, I mind or rather, I mind it a lot! Yang Ming secretly scolded from the bottom of his heart. On the surface, he pretended to be delighted as he said, "Great class monitor, quickly take a seat!"
Wang Zhitao was puzzled with Yang Ming's attitude and his facial expression wasn't at ease this morning. How could he suddenly be so passionate to me? There's no way that he didn't suspect me for last Saturday's situation. Even if I covered it up nicely this morning, he would definitely be wary of me. What happened to him? Is there any scheme lying behind him?
