Ye Beisheng held her chin up and secretly turned on the recording pen. "Mr. Zhou, you don't seem to know me. How can you be so sure that I cheated just by looking at my paper?"
Zhou Tianyu didn't expect this student to doubt him. He spoke disdainfully.
"I'm a well-known translation master in the country. Student Ye, your answers are obviously not something that a student can write. I think you memorized the answers and filled in every word!"
"Mr. Zhou, are you saying that my paper is of a high standard?" Ye Beishen winked. "Thank you for your compliment."
After all, the sentence 'it's not something a student can write' meant that Zhou Tianyu felt that the level of the answers was excellent, even reaching the level beyond a translation master. This was why he claimed that she was cheating.
"Shameless! How could our Ye family have someone like you? If I had known earlier, I would have left you in the countryside to fend for yourself! ""
