"Teacher, shall I drive you this evening?"
Zheng Manxi walked at a brisk pace, but no matter how fast she went, she could not outrun her internet connection. Only a few seconds after she walked out, she heard the notification chime for a WeChat message. She did not dare look; she did not know who it was, but she was terrified it might be her creditor, afraid the person would tell her to stop and demand answers.
Before dinner officially began, she was in no condition to face this creditor-student.
Chapter 281