Yue Jiannan lifted his eyelids and looked at Song Qiming coolly.
"Is there a problem?"
His indifferent demeanor infuriated Song Qiming even more.
Yet, he couldn't pinpoint the source of this inexplicable rage since Yue Jiannan had never provoked him.
Ultimately, it was because Song Qiming, though not outwardly evident, was accustomed to arrogance.
Someone like Yue Jiannan, a country bumpkin fascinated by his woman, normally wouldn't catch his eye, yet unexpectedly, the former had overtaken him academically without making a noise about it.
It naturally disturbed Song Qiming's peace of mind.
The man tilted his head back and nodded at Yue Jiannan with his chin.
"Yue Jiannan, right? It's you who has been pestering Yaxian, even coming to school specifically to bother her?"
Yue Jiannan found it laughable, "Do you need something?"
Was he full and idle? His and Yu Yaxian's issue was long past, so what standing did Song Qiming have to question him?