Su Li glared: "I'm not a spy! Let go, I need to see the teacher."
Feng Huaijin chuckled deeply and let go.
Su Li glanced at him and quickly ran away.
Run, let her run. No matter where she runs, it's the same result.
Xiao Heng walked over, with a complicated look: "Brother Qi, going to the company?"
"No."
Xiao Heng: "… Miss Su's graduation ceremony is over."
Feng Huaijin adjusted his cufflinks and said indifferently, "Isn't there still photos to be taken for memories?"
Xiao Heng: "…"
For heaven's sake, does Brother Qi want to interfere even in the photos?
It's her graduation, not yours!
Su Li escaped from Feng Huaijin's lair and hurried to the office building.
She saw a stone statue of Confucius under the office building.
Su Li carried an exquisite wooden box into the office.
Teacher Li Wenxuan was surrounded by students, who were presenting various small gifts.
As soon as Su Li entered with the exquisite wooden box, everyone turned to look.
