"I heard someone reported that the previous teacher had shown favoritism. Let me assure you in advance that I will not do such things." Professor Lan Hualuo had an average build, slightly pale skin, and somewhat large earlobes.
Although he wasn't very tall, his voice was full of energy. He wasn't very old either, just around thirty-six or thirty-seven years old. After speaking, he focused his gaze on Lu Cheng.
However, Lu Cheng didn't draw everyone's attention; instead, Dong Qiaoshan and others instinctively looked at Xie Yuan'an.
She's the one who could dine with the teachers.
Xie Yuan'an felt a bit tense from being stared at, her eyebrows arched like a high bridge, the curve sharply tilting upward. She swallowed: "Why are you all looking at me? It wasn't me who said it."
Xie Yuan'an's phoenix eyes looked distressed, a bit at a loss: "I really didn't say anything."
