"Did you know Meng Xue's endorsement fee was a whopping twelve million? I wonder how much they offered you, Teacher Si?"
Si Fuqing didn't reply but casually tossed the coke can in her hand.
Lin Qingyan's face changed, forcing a smile, "Teacher Si, I need to go to the hospital. I'll leave first!"
She practically fled the scene.
Si Fuqing didn't glance back, returning to the dance studio where she generously fed a certain pixiu three gold bricks.
Little Bai immediately perked up.
"You really are a pixiu, always taking in and never giving out," Si Fuqing sighed, patting its fluffy head. "Since you've been with me, you must have eaten at least fifteen gold bricks. I doubt you've regained your ability to speak, let alone your strength."
To be a spiritual beast, understanding human language and nature, was the bare minimum.
Little Bai whined softly, scratching and scribbling with its paw on the ground.
