Yun Sang really did pick a fight with Xiao Qimo.
Xiao Qimo secretly gnashed his teeth, his gaze becoming more dangerous with each passing moment.
Lu Mian pinched the bridge of her nose, not knowing when she had picked up this little habit of Xiao Qimo's.
"Stop arguing."
After she finished speaking, she immediately looked towards Xiao Qimo. The gentlemanly man immediately withdrew his threatening gaze from Yun Sang.
"What's the matter, Mianmian?" Tender and chivalrous, ever-ready to care.
Lu Mian changed the subject, "The classrooms in Yulan Pavilion are quite cold. Since those girls have left, why don't we turn the heating and air conditioning back on?"
Alarms immediately went off in Xiao Qimo's mind.
This would be troublesome to handle.
It had taken quite the effort to finally move the young lady to Zitan Pavilion.
