The Undercover Heir is Actually Tycoon's Secret Girlfriend Chapter 387 - 305

Si Raojing leaned against the doorfra, arms crossed lazily. He squinted and asked, "What’s up?"

Rong Zhi didn’t mind his indifference, and simply explained Teacher Mao’s requirents, adding nonchalantly, "I’ll be here on Saturday and Sunday."

These were the only two days she was most free, perfect for tutoring Class 16.

Si Raojing’s gaze was deep as he stared into her eyes.

Rong Zhi furrowed her brows slightly, puzzled.

After a mont of silence, Si Raojing was the first to look away, casually waved his hand, "Got it, goody-goody. I’ll inform them. Anything else? If not, I’m leaving."

Having said that, he walked past her and kept going.

Rong Zhi remained indifferent, having said what she needed to, there was nothing more for her to add.

Teacher Mao, worried that Si Raojing and his group might be rebellious, thought to co and advise the students of Class 16, but ended up empty-handed.

As she stepped out of the classroom, ready to ssage Rong Zhi for an update, she turned her head and suddenly collided with a figure, hitting her nose painfully.

"Watch where you’re going if you want to avoid pain."

Teacher Mao looked up abruptly, "Si Raojing? You haven’t left yet?"

Si Raojing stepped back, brushed the spot where Teacher Mao had bumped into him, and said expressionlessly, "I forgot sothing, why, looking for Rong Zhi? She’s not here."

"No, I was looking for you." Teacher Mao stared directly at him, "You just saw her, she should’ve told you everything. Do you have any opinions?"

"Opinions?" Si Raojing raised an eyebrow, "I wouldn’t dare have an opinion against the first-place Math Olympiad champion, you’re overthinking it."

Teacher Mao pursed her lips in annoyance, "Don’t belittle others like that. If you put in the effort, you wouldn’t be bad either. Co to the office with and we’ll talk in detail."

Si Raojing glanced at the empty entrance of the classroom, where soone had stood minutes ago.

He clicked his tongue lightly, in a way that was hard to interpret, then with one hand in his pocket, casually followed Teacher Mao away.

-

Saturday morning.

When Rong Zhi arrived at Class 16 of the senior year, there were quite a few bags on the podium.

She glanced down, "Whose are these?"

"A token of our respect for you." Chi Lele ca over, opened a bag and took out a bun.

Rong Zhi’s gaze landed on the boy sleeping with his head down beside her, nodding in acknowledgnt.

She only taught the first two periods, the rest of the ti was for self-study. After distributing the test papers to them, she walked over to sit beside the boy.

The morning passed quietly, until noon, when the ’desk mate’ who had been sleeping all morning slowly woke up. First, he glanced around in confusion, then his expression faltered slightly, and within a second, he composed himself, furrowing his brows silently.

Rong Zhi noticed the movent beside her and said softly, "It’s noon."

Si Raojing’s lips were dry, his voice hoarse from just waking up, "Sitting beside for sothing?"

Rong Zhi picked up her bag and stood up, placing the test paper in front of him, "Finish it."

Si Raojing was about to refuse on the spot when she bluntly cut him off, "If you don’t finish it, copy it ten tis. If you don’t copy it, you can’t leave the class."

After saying this, she slowly added, "Don’t struggle, you can’t beat ."

Si Raojing: "..."

This is just ridiculous.

Seeing him compliant, Rong Zhi left to find Old Li and then went to the cafeteria to eat together.

She rarely moves around campus except for classes, and when she does, it always stirs up a storm. So, from her office to the cafeteria, discussions among students also attending weekend tutorials never ceased.

Just before entering the cafeteria, not far ahead, a girl carrying a lunch tray seed to trip over sothing, and directly fell towards her.

The tray flipped over.

Rong Zhi gracefully stepped aside, then reached out and deftly hooked the overturned tray with her fingertips, quickly flipping it back over.

After finishing all this, she casually pulled a tissue from a packet held by a nearby classmate and leisurely wiped the slight soup-stain off her fingertips.