No matter what he taught, he respected his teacher’s kindness: the front passenger seat was his wife’s seat

"It's okay. He doesn't look good. I'm not worried,"Yuan Ye said with a smile.

What kind of joke was this? If Ding Junhui really wanted to do something with his student, what else could she do?

Ding Junhui stood at the door and knocked. "Knock, Knock, Knock. Sorry to disturb you.".

Yuan Ye:"..."

What was going on?

"Wow, a handsome guy!"

"Which department is he from?"

..

The girl who had just persuaded Xiao Bai was the first to walk over. She tidied up her clothes and then asked, "May I ask if you are looking for --"

Ding Junhui turned the phone in his hand and kept looking at Yuan Ye, whose head was almost buried under the table. "Miss Yuan's not-so-good-looking boyfriend came to give her a phone,"Ding Junhui said, he directly went over and put the phone on her table.

Yuan Ye:"..."

Yuan ye reached out and hid his phone behind her. "Um, um, I --"