Huang Hao's eyes flickered. He said, "Ning, how about we ask Ding Ding to help? We might not be a match for that witch, but Ding Ding might be!"
Han Ning's expression changed, but he still hesitated and said, "But I've already bothered Ding Ding so many times. Won't he be annoyed?"
"He probably... won't be, right? We're classmates of the class belle, and he's the class belle's dad. If we make an equivalent exchange, he's our dad. Now that his son is in trouble, it's normal for his dad to lend a hand, isn't it?"
That actually seemed somewhat reasonable.
Han Ning furrowed his brow and opened another phone to message Ding Ding.
Unexpectedly, Ding Ding quickly replied and froze his phone, [Study hard and make progress every day. Don't think crooked thoughts.]
Everyone was shocked. The message's tone really sounds like that of a dad.
