Fang Ming glanced at his boss through the rearview mirror. Previously, he had abused Young Madam, but now, he was being abused. Hmph, he had to pay for what he had done. No wonder Young Madam said that he was a bastard. He was indeed quite a bastard.
Le Yao didn't know what Nangong Jue was thinking. She went to Changle Garden with Qiao Qiao to see her parents and have dinner before returning to Lijing Apartments to start making desserts.
The next morning, Le Yao and Qiao Qiao went to school with the cake, pudding, and biscuits they had made.
"Wait for me in the dormitory. I'll go give the gifts first." Le Yao carried a large cake to the principal's office.
"Student Han, so early." Ma Lin's eyes lit up when he saw Le Yao, and a benevolent smile appeared on his chubby face.
"You have to be early to show filial piety to the principal." Le Yao placed the cake box in her hand on the table. "Tiramisu cake, an eight-inch cake. It's big enough, right?"
