The next day at around ten o'clock in the morning, Muyang left home for the university a very grumpy man. The frown lines on his face were etched deeper than usual and the aura around him was no longer just cold, it was as frigid as the weather in the North Pole.
Wenzhe who was always two steps behind his younger master was shivering in his shoes. Who had angered the devil today?
Bravely, Wenzhe wiped nonexistent sweat from his brow before saying, "Professor, you should calm down, you are going to scare the young miss."
The young miss he was referring to was Mei-Mei who was drooling in her sleep and making suckling noises. The little girl was peacefully sleeping in Jun Muyang's arms and she had no idea what storm was brewing in the air
Jun Muyang glared at Wenzhe and he quickly looked down. At this rate, the students would be crying by the time the lecture was finished.
