Zhao Mei glared at him and said hatefully, "That bastard brought Tan Li to a cocktail party for school leaders, then behaved inappropriately towards her."
Meng Heng asked doubtfully, "How do you know all this?"
Zhao Mei grew agitated. She put down her cup and said angrily, "Xiao Li was afraid and called me that night!"
It was midsummer and the weather was hot. Tan Li often liked to wear white dresses. The long skirt swirled around her ankles as she walked, rippling with every graceful step that she took.
Wang Gang followed the rules and patrolled the corridor to check on each class. When he passed Class Five, he saw Tan Li gently writing on the blackboard. His heart skipped a beat.
Tan Li noticed him from the corner of her eye and nodded at him with a smile.
Wang Gang was overjoyed. When the bell rang, he called Tan Li into the office and enthusiastically asked her to sit down.
