The first class in the afternoon was Pang Shanshan's political science class. This lady still wore her professional attire, sexy and charming. At first glance, she seemed even more mature than before, and more enchanting. However, her eyes appeared distracted, tinged with a touch of melancholy. She cast a resentful look at Leng Xuan just as he was looking at her, and her face flushed slightly. Turning away, she said, "Students, please take out your textbooks and turn to page XX. Today we will be discussing..."
Leng Xuan clearly caught that hint of shyness on the face of the imposing Pang Shanshan. It was truly captivating. He couldn't help but recall the events of that night, and his face reddened, his heart starting to race.
Yet, considering the chasm that lay between him and the formidable lady, he instantly felt a sense of elusive gain and loss, and he sighed silently...
