If word got out about her affair with her former student, Li Lingling would rather be dead than alive; she also blamed herself for last night's indulgence.
On the other side, Wang Ping had already read through the entirety of their chat history, and with a shocked expression, she saw Li Lingling approaching from a distance. By the time the fruit plate was brought to them, Li Lingling was still uneasily chatting with Wang Ping.
Having fully understood the situation, Wang Ping, who had hardly touched the fruit, made the excuse of having something urgent at the shop and hurriedly ended the chat, dashing back to her little store.
Chen An, who had just woken up, lay in bed waiting in vain for a reply from Li Lingling. Staring at the ceiling, he swore to himself that since Li Lingling could act so high and mighty, he would definitely teach her a harsh lesson that afternoon, to stop her from being so arrogant.
