Meng Cheng'an didn't laugh at her; he was simply happy.
Mr. Tian, who usually only knows how to work, started getting jealous for him. Meng Cheng'an felt his status in her heart had risen.
Meng Cheng'an: "I don't know."
Tian Xiang pouted, "What do you mean you don't know?"
Meng Cheng'an: "Those female classmates in our class."
Everyone is in black, white, or gray and looks almost the same to him.
Well, this answer is acceptable.
Tian Xiang looked at him and thought for a moment before saying, "Indeed, people should go out more, see the world, and I feel you are doing quite well now."
His personality had brightened a lot, and he started to be playful in front of her.
When Meng Cheng'an heard this, the smile on his face faded, and he lowered his head, sighed, and looked at her, his eyes full of helplessness and affection.
He only presented his good side to her, never let her see him when he was sad and distressed.
Ugh, just praised him, and now he's looking at her pitifully.
