"Hey, let's go then. You think I'm really afraid of Ye Que? I don't believe he can actually eat me alive."
Shen Qiyu suddenly burst into laughter, revealing two little dimples on his cheeks, and his charming, teasing eyes looked at Wen Yi. He arched an eyebrow in a face full of disdain.
For a solid minute, Wen Yi was transfixed by his rascal grin.
Damn it, since when was this man so good-looking when he smiled?
How could those dimples be so attractive?
So attractive that Wen Yi wanted to poke them with her finger, but as a teacher, she wouldn't commit such a disrespectful act against her decorum.
She stared at him solemnly and said coldly, "In the future, watch how you talk. Don't use 'old man' loosely; it's impolite. Moreover, it's disrespectful to others. Remember this, and if I ever hear those words from you again, be wary I might smack you with a ruler."
