No matter how impatient Feng Ling looked, the boss had decided it. He beckoned, "Okay, go to class. I'm leaving."
With that, he turned and slipped away.
Feng Ling held back her anger, ignored the man beside her, and stared at Chen Beiqing who still looked unreconciled. "Hurry up and go to class!"
Seeing that she seemed to be in a bad mood and in bad shape, Chen Beiqing suppressed his anger, and under the other students' curious stare, he secretly clenched his fists and walked into the crowd of the students with a long face.
The students had been prepared for the class and the classroom quieted down again.
Feng Ling stood still and glanced at Li Nanheng.
Standing on the spot, he glanced at her too and coldly raised his eyebrows.
Feng Ling gave him a fierce look and said crossly, "What are you looking at? Do you think it's easy to be my assistant? Do you think you'll get paid standing there and staring at me but doing nothing?"
