Fatty who sat beside Yang Chen was sweating profusely with a painful headache, but he continued to endure and battle bravely.
When 15 minutes passed, Yang Chen creases his eyebrows while staring at the test paper, he raises his hand and says: “Excuse me……proctor, I have a question.”
Mo Qianni maintained her formal business smile, nods at Yang Chen and leisurely walks to him, “What questions do you have Mister?”
Mo Qianni’s career womanly charm was substantially increased when she entered close proximity, the faint smell of the Chanel perfume on her body matched well with her intellectual temperament and exquisite face, she’s a beauty radiating brilliance.
Fatty at the side had let go of his pen long ago, he stares infatuated at Mo Qianni while swallowing his saliva.