"Lan, it's me."
Le Yao glanced at the cell phone, then put it back to her ear and put it under her shoulder. "Oh, what's the matter?" She was still writing math questions.
"About the matters online… Don't worry, I'll help you deal with it."
"Suit yourself. If there's nothing else, I'm hanging up." Le Yao hung up.
Nangong Jue listened to the beeping sound and sighed slightly. Their relationship seemed to have returned to the freezing point. What should he do?
At this moment, in a villa, Yan Zimeng, who had cried, hugged Yang Jinxuan tightly. "Brother Jinxuan, thank you."
However, Yang Jinxuan had mixed feelings. "This matter ends here. Otherwise…"
"I know." Yan Zimeng hurriedly nodded. "I won't be stupid again."
"Okay." Yang Jinxuan patted Yan Zimeng's back. "Alright, I'm going back."
"Brother Jinxuan, don't go." Yan Zimeng hugged him even tighter. "Stay…"
