You Must Know Your Trace Like the Back of Your Hand

" One message per hour. What did you eat, what did you do, where did you go? I must know everything! "

“..”No, no!

" If I can't contact you, I'll give you ten times the lesson I gave you tonight when I come back! "

Ten times…

Qiao Mu was shocked by this number!

Finally, she could no longer pretend that she did not hear him and continued to sleep. She forced herself to open her eyes and muttered,"I understand, Uncle."

"Be good."

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Due to the severe depletion of her essence energy, Qiao Mu dragged her exhausted body back to school the next day, using the excuse that she had something to attend to.

The campus was bustling with activity as if the school had just reopened. Everyone was busy preparing for the anniversary celebration.

Qiao Mu spotted Han Su in the crowd at a glance. He was like a spring breeze, standing on the steps and instructing his classmates to arrange the flowers.