At night, she sat on the bed and clutched her phone, hesitating to call him.

On Friday night, he called her, but she didn't answer.

She later dialed back to him, but he didn't answer.

Could it be that he was angry because of this?

She didn't expect it to be like this at the time, thinking it was just a trivial matter.

Who knew he would be angry because of that.

Does this eldest young master still need to be coaxed like a child?

An Ziyan put down his phone, feeling that he shouldn't be used to his temper like this.

She was on the phone at the time, and it wasn't her fault that she didn't get his call, so why was he angry because of this little thing?

However, Han Yinxi doesn't look like such a narrow-minded person.

Maybe she guessed wrong.

An Ziyan suddenly figured out something, smiled, and knocked on his head with his fist.

"Ouch, I'm so stupid!"

How did she forget.

Han Yinxi, that guy is a scumbag.

Maybe you're dating other girls sweetly for two days on the weekend?

She was also blindly worried about whether he was angry with her.

It's too much to think about.

Who would be angry about something as trivial as someone not getting a call while they're on the phone?

It's impossible to think about.

An Ziyan was relieved, got up from the bed with a rub on the ground, clasped his hands, wrenched his fingers, and moved his muscles and bones, "Let's read the English courseware again, and then go to sleep after reading it." ”

English is her weakness, and now that she has such good foreign teacher resources, of course she should cherish it.

……

It's Monday.

An Ziyan arrived at the classroom no sooner or later.

As soon as she entered, she found everyone staring at her with gossipy eyes.

What's going on again?

Walked over to her seat and sat down, ready to memorize the English words.

However, in the next second, there was a commotion at the door of the classroom.

Listening to the excited voices of the girls, An Ziyan didn't need to look up to know that it was Han Yinxi who came.

When I looked up, it was.

He walked over.

An Ziyan smiled and greeted him, "Morning." ”

Han Yinxi seemed to come out of an ice cellar, the whole person was cold, she didn't even look at her, she walked over and sat down.

An Ziyan is also a very observant person, and immediately realized that this guy was angry with her.

Ignore her, and explain that the reason for her anger is related to her.

Then it's obvious that I'm angry with her.

Did she do anything?

An Ziyan was puzzled, and glanced at him with his spare eyes, seeing that his face was so stinky, and it was not good to have a hot face to stick to other people's cold butts.

So she simply stopped talking.

For a moment, the classroom was unusually quiet.

But An Ziyan quickly noticed one thing, that is, the classmates did not discuss in whispers, looking at the expressions on their faces, there were no doubts, as if they had known that this would be the case.

Why?

An Ziyan thought about this question and wanted to analyze it logically.

At this time, Nan Siyao entered the classroom.

Compared to the low air pressure here, he was too sassy.

Nan Si Yao walked over and sat down in two steps, turned his head to look at her, and raised the hand with the ring very proudly, shaking it like a cramp.

This look is a show.

An Ziyan commented on him in his heart: This person is only three years old, and he can't be more.

The corners of Nan Siyao's mouth hooked, and her handsome face turned to Han Yinxi beside her, and the hand wearing the ring reached over, and said ostentatiously, "It's good-looking, right?" ”

Han Yinxi's dark eyes stared at him without warmth, and his voice seemed to come from hell, and he said coldly, "Do you believe that I chopped off this hand?" ”