Chen Meng'er could roughly guess what her new form teacher wanted to say to her.
On the other hand, Ms. Qian was unable to say what she had prepared for Chen Meng'er, a girl with such exquisite looks.
"Ms. Qian, do you have anything to say to me?" Chen Meng'er was the first to speak when she saw Ms. Qian's conflicted expression. She felt that if she didn't say this, their form teacher wouldn't be unable to squeeze out a single word until the exam began.
"Oh, it's like this. You haven't come to school for such a long time. I am worried about you. Will today's monthly exam put pressure on you?" Ms. Qian deliberated for a long time, in the end, she didn't say those sharp words that she had prepared earlier.
Facing Chen Meng'er's face, she couldn't say anything harsh.
