"Truly beautiful." Qian Ran nodded in wholehearted agreement.
He finally understood why Zhou Yi never showed her true face.
If Zhou Yi walked into the classroom looking like this, how would the students have any mind left for lessons?
Qian Ran still remembered his middle school days. Whenever the English teacher sat on the teacher's desk wearing a short skirt, the students below would duck under their desks to pick up either a pen or an eraser.
They were all a bunch of animals!
Qian Ran had no idea what there was to look at. It wasn't as though she wasn't wearing panties. What could they possibly see?
He didn't understand at all.
But Zhou Yi really was beautiful. She was also another man's wife, and the more he looked, the prettier she seemed. She looked not quite thirty. Qian Ran reckoned she was probably only in her early thirties. Fan Yu was an old ox eating tender grass.
"Teacher Fan Yu really got himself a bargain."
"Now I understand why you wear a mask, Teacher Zhou Yi. Otherwise, I'm afraid Teacher Fan Yu wouldn't have the heart to cultivate even at school," Qian Ran teased. If he had such a beautiful wife, he probably wouldn't let go of her all day. What Soul Tool research would he bother with then?
"Pfft, how could it be as exaggerated as you make it sound?" Zhou Yi laughed.
Women all liked being called beautiful, and Qian Ran was her prized student, no less.
"You're the only one who thinks your teacher is beautiful. That fellow Fan Yu doesn't necessarily think so," Zhou Yi said helplessly.
There was a reason Fan Yu had become a Level 8 Soul Engineer at such a young age. He would often spend ten days or half a