The gold-rimmed glasses reflected a melancholy light under the morning sunlight.
Damn, what have these two been doing for half a semester?
He knew about his unlucky younger brother, busy losing money in his startup.
What about Ning Xuan?
With that thought, Song Yue's gaze shifted from the desk to Ning Xuan, he coldly asked, "What have you been doing this half semester?"
Ning Xuan, who was suddenly questioned, involuntarily sat up straight, her expression extremely serious, she was just short of shouting a report, "Going to class, eating, sleeping."
"Didn't you do anything else?"
The woman very firmly answered, "No."
"Then how come you scored 53?"
"..."
Report, "I couldn't study."
Ning Xuan was first stunned and then honestly replied.
Song Yue was depressed upon hearing this.
Song Zhan, who was eavesdropping on the side, burst out laughing at this, and blurted out sarcastically, "You're really bad."
