Why would the police be looking for me?
Could it be that Xia Xinyu sent them?
Don't do this, damn it!
She's not even seventeen yet, she…
Wait, hold on, stop mourning.
It should… not be that matter.
[Why did Lao Mo call Chen Yuan out, what did he do?]
[So strange, his expression is so serious, he's not about to get scolded, is he?]
[Could it be that this kid forced some girl to cook for him and her parents found out, so they called the cops on Chen Yuan?!]
The classmates on the class could all spit some ivory, except for Zhou Yu.
This guy really doesn't wish for any good on himself.
"Hey, what's up?"
As he was quickly walking out of the classroom, class president Zhang Chao quietly stopped him, asking with curiosity.
After all, the anger level on the head teacher's face was unusually high, fuller of dark lines than ever before. Unless Chen Yuan did something against school spirit and discipline, it wouldn't have warranted such a reaction.
