He Jian looked at Mo Chen silently with his blue eyes that scrutinized every expression on the young boy's face while Mo Chen who was under his scrutinizing face was trying his best to look calm.
It was actually easy for him.
After all, he had been taught so many things by He Jian in his past life.
However, still, he was a little nervous because, in the end, He Jian was his teacher.
"Brother Jian…"
Mo Chen tried to divert his attention.
He Jian stood up from the chair and hummed as he walked to pick up his laptop bag from the table and put his laptop inside the bag.
"That…are you okay? Why did you break this engagement?"
He Jian heard Mo Chen asking him.
He frowned as he put the laptop inside the laptop bag.
He turned around to look at Mo Chen. Seeing the young boy's eyes full of worry and concern, he sighed and walked toward him.
