"Then who are you cussing at?"
Lan Yuqin stared at Chen Nan with an air of pushing her luck.
Chen Nan felt aggravated, cursing himself for his loose tongue. If she wanted to cry, just let her cry, why did he have to apologize to her? Now look at him, caught in his own trap, "I wasn't cussing at anyone..."
Lan Yuqin glared, stepped forward, and pressed, "There are only the two of us in this office. Are you not cussing at me?"
Chen Nan stepped back and said with a forced smile, "You are my great homeroom teacher, highly esteemed and respected, the model of an excellent teacher, the eternal monument in all the students' hearts. I haven't even had time to admire you, how could I dare cuss at you?"
Lan Yuqin nodded, satisfied, "That's more like it. Will you dare to stand up to me again?"
"I wouldn't dare, never again."
"Good that you know your place. Go back to the classroom," Lan Yuqin said with a flick of her hand.
