Lin Jiage looked at Shi Yao for a while longer before unwillingly averting his gaze elsewhere.
Soft Bun should be happy with this... She can finally refer to her notes with no worries now…
But in the end, Lin Jiage still felt a little troubled on the inside, so he would glance inconspicuously in Shi Yao's direction from time to time.
Hm? When did Soft Bun become so gutless? I'm not even looking at her anymore, but she's still too afraid to cheat?
A slight frown furrowed Lin Jiage's forehead. After a moment of pondering, he finally looked at the young man sitting in front of the podium with his arm supporting his lower jaw, nearly drifting to sleep—Lu Benlai.
Maybe this guy is stopping Soft Bun from referring to her notes?
Lin Jiage lowered his gaze contemplatively for a moment.
Since I've grudgingly decided to overlook Soft Bun this once, I should just overlook the whole thing to the very end...
