"The person that left the deepest impression on this girl must be one of my family members. But looking at her expression, it seems like it's not. Hmm..."
Noticing Yang Gang's gaze, Yang Fei turned her head, a hint of guilt flashing across her face.
Yang Gang felt depressed. Why did she have to put on this guilty expression as if she had had an affair?
"Hey, Feifei, are you thinking about your first love?" Yang Gang asked.
Yang Fei glared at Yang Gang: "None of your business!"
"Damn, Feifei, you really had a first love. I suddenly feel like I'm being cuckolded," Yang Gang murmured.
Yang Fei's face turned red with anger. "Yang Gang, are you looking for a fight?!"
Yang Gang grinned, released his thoughts, and shifted his attention back to the drawing board before him.
...
After the art class, He Mei returned to her office with the anonymous drawings from her students and began to flip through them one by one.
