As Zhao Qiangwei finished speaking, Su Yan felt a weight on her shoulder.
A hand was placed on her shoulder.
Huo Ci glanced at Zhao Qiangwei.
Then he said to Su Yan,
"Teacher, it's time to go back to class."
After saying this, Huo Ci began to lead Su Yan away.
At that moment, a voice called out from around the corner.
"Qiangwei."
It was a man's voice.
He was dressed in a white shirt, full of youthful spirit.
Without knowing which private room he came out of.
He was handsome, but unlike Huo Ci, his demeanor was more reserved.
Su Yan recognized him, Qin Xuanyu.
Zhao Qiangwei leaned against the wall, her face suddenly flushing.
Qin Xuanyu walked over and supported Zhao Qiangwei,
"Are you okay?"
Qin Xuanyu's face still bore the scars from that day.
But he seemed to be physically recovering well.
At least he didn't look as frail as he did that day.
Zhao Qiangwei quickly shook her head,
"I'm fine."
