"What?!"
In her shock, Ji Ziyin subconsciously got up, causing her chair to collapse backward and making an ear-piercing sound.
Gu Hengbo was really not in the mood to talk to her.
Ji Ziyin barely controlled her expression. She wanted to smile, but it was so difficult. After a long time, the corners of her mouth twitched and she asked, "Teacher, didn't we make an appointment with Mr. Martin? W-Why didn't he come? He at least has to give us a reason, right? Didn't Mr. Martin say why he didn't come?"
Gu Hengbo poured himself a glass of water and drank it all in one go, finally extinguishing the hot ball of anger and unwillingness in his stomach.
