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But on TV, Daoming Si only liked Shancai, thatâs why he would yell at her and do childish things.
Did Baron Lawrence like her too?
Ennaâs heart shivered.
If Baron Lawrence liked her, what about her?
The answer was clear.
She didnât like him.
Because she had never thought about liking him.
Once she realized this clearly, she suddenly came to her senses.
âWhat Daoming Si, Filial Temple, I donât know what youâre talking about,â
Baron Lawrence said indifferently. âEnna Clark, hurry up and start the class.â
Enna looked at his face, and then at the way he was holding the book, pursing her lips, and suddenly said, âI donât want to.â
âWhat nonsense are you talking about? Donât you want to be an elementary school teacher? Now you are one, why donât you start?â
So fast, urgent, and angry!
He had done so much psychological preparation, and this damn woman actually backed out at the last minute.
Enna was startled and calmed down. âYou are not elementary school students, and I am not an elementary school teacher. Even if I start, itâs not real.â
âElementary school students are so noisy and hard to manage. Do you really want to teach them?â Baron Lawrence was extremely annoyed.
What happened to this woman?
Everything was fine just now, and she suddenly gave him an attitude for no reason.
His handsome face gradually darkenedâ¦
Indeed, you canât spoil a woman too much. In such a short time, she began to act recklessly.
He frowned and urged Enna, âYou can imagine them as elementary school students, hurry up and start.â
âI canât.â
Enna not only didnât start, but she also put down the book and the teacherâs pointer stick.
Baron Lawrence suddenly became angry, his eyes darkened and he growled, âEnna Clark!â
Enna was startled and calmed down. Her clear and beautiful eyes stared at him. She had figured it out, they really couldnât go on like this. At least she couldnât continue with a clear conscience.
âWhat are you doing looking at me with that kind of eyes?â
What the hell was wrong with her?
Baron Lawrenceâs eyebrows were furrowed as if clamping a fly, and just as he was about to put down the book and go over to pull her, Enna seemed to see through his thoughts and took a big step back, her lips trembling, âBaron Lawrence, I want to make things clear with you.â
âWhat nonsense are you talking about? Come here.â His heart skipped a beat, instinctively interrupting her, not wanting to listen to her.
But this time, Enna was determined, and she didnât want to drag it on any longer.
Dragging it on would be unfair to both him and herself.
She wanted to take this opportunity to make things clear with him. âIâm not talking nonsense, Iâm very clear about what I want to say. Iâ¦â
Baron Lawrenceâs heart was filled with an inexplicable uneasiness, and his intuition told him that what Enna was going to say next was not something he would like to hear. He stood there with a gloomy face and shouted, âEnna Clark, shut up.â
âBe obedient, shut up.â
Ennaâs heart trembled, and she actually heard rejection in his tone?
She couldnât believe that the man a step away from her could have rejection in his words apart from giving orders.
He was Baron Lawrence, the aloof Young Master Lawrence!
After thinking about this, Enna was sure that she had just imagined it.
She bit her lip, shook her head, and looked at the man beside her, âMr. Harris, could you please ask everyone to leave first?â
Scott Harris also saw the brewing storm between them, and after hesitating for a moment, told everyone in the classroom to leave.
Only then did Enna look at the angry man and say, âYou once told me you liked me, and I never answered you directly. Now I want to tell you my answer â Iâm sorry, I donât like you.â
âIâm sorry, I donât like you.
I donât like youâ¦l donât like youâ¦l donât likeâ¦
These three words kept magnifying and repeating in his ears.. His eyes suddenly became as cold as ice! The smile that remained on the corner of his mouth disappeared completely, leaving only anger!