Chapter 84

s face turned ashen. He instinctively wanted to cover his head, and the already healed wound started throbbing again.Tang Zhenzhen brushed her nails nonchalantly and said in a fake, caring tone: "Ning...ming and cramming formulas, barely scraping by on weekly quizzes that hovered between passing and failing, with little progress to show for it.She's lagging far behind in her language, politics, and h...