Gu Zhihan seemed to have anticipated this day, his expression indifferent as he delivered a response he had prepared, "A slip of the pen."
"A slip of the pen?" the homeroom teacher was far from convinced, her anger manifesting with a loud slap of the desk, "Don't give me that nonsense. I think your love life has completely derailed your studies!"
The homeroom teacher suddenly remembered seeing Gu Zhihan and Luo Mengmeng holding hands one night, and on the spot, her rage intensified, "Tell me, which class is that girl I saw you holding hands with? I must speak with her homeroom teacher, her parents must be informed!"
To think she had led her good student astray like this!
"She..." Gu Zhihan was about to reject the question when, involuntarily raising his head, he saw Luo Mengmeng walk right into the situation.
This silly girl!
Why did she come?
Gu Zhihan frowned instantly at her arrival.
