His Highness Loves to Pretend

Baili Jia Jue looked at him, his thin lips overflowing with devilishness. "Not at all. What can I do when my tuition still hasn't been paid. Of course I have to think of ways to earn money."

"Cough!" Little Bald Head still ended up getting choked while holding the meat bun and stared with his eyes wide open.

Even someone as mild tempered as Tusu Feng, when he heard this answer, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch. Wasn't this Little Stinker going overboard with his pretense!

Helian Wei Wei didn't care about why the atmosphere in the study was so weird. Being able to find someone to practice with while earning money and a vacation at the same time, there was simply no deal better than this one.

"I agree." Wei Wei always settled matters quickly. "However, I don't know of anyone to recommend."

Besides attending class and going to sleep, she ordinarily was only close to her deskmate, and couldn't even recognize the rest of the people.