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After the lesson, Zhao Qiuyan carried the book and left the classroom. Chen Mo quickly followed.

"Zhao Qiuyan, wait." Chen Mo shouted.

As expected, Zhao Qiuyan stopped in her tracks.

Only when Chen Mo walked closer, did he discover her expression was as cold as ice and frost. Especially that pair of sharp and clear eyes beneath the gold-rimmed glasses