"What does Teacher mean by asking me to come and see this?"
"Your hand was injured during the graduation design exhibition, so you couldn't take the paintbrush. So, tell your teacher, did you design this graduation design?" When the teacher saw An Lan's expression darkened, he thought that An Lan had been exposed by him and could n' t hold his face, so he turned black.
Her gaze at An Lan suddenly became stern. She didn't deny An Lan talent in design, but that did n' t mean that she could tolerate An Lan finding someone to do her graduation design for her.
"Does Teacher suspect that this design wasn't made by me?" An Lan didn't answer his question and a hint of sarcasm flashed across his eyes.
Luo Yite, he really was a man who couldn't afford to lose. How did he take a fancy to him and
