Before the physical examination report came out, Meng Yu had slipped back to the office, standing obediently to one side, serving tea and water to everyone.
So, when Master Xue's gaze fell upon Meng Yu, what she saw was a good child.
The soft sunlight shone on Meng Yu's face, his features held a trace of determination and boldness, deep and powerful, especially those bright and spirited eyes that seemed to penetrate into one's heart.
Master Xue had forgotten what she was like two hundred years ago, but at that time, she was indeed very innocent, without any ill intentions. Perhaps, Meng Yu was the same?
Of course, Master Xue did not know that there were always some bad seeds in this world, like some students who played games and read novels on regular days, encouraging everyone to join them, claiming that the joy of adolescence was not to be missed, yet when alone, they would study relentlessly day and night. And Meng Yu was an even bigger rascal.
