474 A Confiscated Phone

Empress Dowager: Aaaaaahhhh, my little son-in-law is so handsome!

Qiao Yaruan replied excitedly and saved the pictures at the same time. She then set the baby's picture as her wallpaper.

Feng Feng's eyes locked onto the woman who was playing with her phone behind the crowd. He frowned as he gave the lecture. What had caused this woman to smile with such infatuation?

"How many of you know how to distinguish problems related to someone with a cold constitution[1]?" Feng Feng asked calmly as he stared at the room full of infatuated women. The only woman who did not look at him was the one at the very back.

Once Feng Feng asked the question, the room full of infatuated women were shocked. They were not even listening, how could they answer the question?

Naturally, Feng Feng knew that these people were not listening and he had asked the question to bring a certain woman in the back to her senses.

Qiao Yaruan was still fiddling with her phone but Shui Anluo had not replied after she had sent that message. Qiao Yaruan pursed her lips and wondered what she was up to.

As Qiao Yaruan had lowered her head and was staring at her phone, she did not notice that the people in front of her had already given way.

Qiao Yaruan was bored. She was adding words to the little baby bear picture using Meitu Xiuxiu[2] when her phone was unexpectedly snatched away.

"Hey..." Qiao Yaruan suddenly looked up and happened to see the culprit who had snatched her phone away. She frowned and reached out to take her phone back. "Give it back."

Feng Feng glanced at her. His heart was full of irritation and this was the limit.

One had stayed up late at night to tell them that his son can say 'Papa' and now the other one had begun to doll him up. This was still an arrogant and sassy little brat.

Feng Feng held her phone in his hand. "Assistant Lecturer Qiao, your role here is to assist in the lecture, not influence everyone into playing with their phones."

Female students who had been taking pictures with their phones silently put their phones away.

Qiao Yaruan glanced at those girls then at Feng Feng. "Lecturer Feng, if there's anyone to blame, it should be you, right? Instead of playing out your role as the shining King of the Silver Screen, you've insisted on coming here. What for?"

Feng Feng raised his brow. "Is this your reason for playing with your phone? Since you have so many opinions about me, why don't you answer the question I'd just asked?"

"What question?" Qiao Yaruan asked, perplexed. This was because she had not been paying attention.

With a flip of his hand, Feng Feng placed her phone in his pocket. "Since you weren't paying attention, listen carefully to the next part of the lecture." Feng Feng spoke strictly before he turned back to his podium. "Furthermore, for those of you who have come here today, I don't care why you opted to take this elective course. Assistant Lecturer Qiao will take down all your names. After every third class, I'll give everyone a mock exam. If you're unable to pass, I believe that your end of term marks will be affected."

Feng Feng walked back to the podium after he finished speaking. He then turned around to see the grand dark mass of female students turn silent in an instant.

A large empty space finally appeared in the large classroom in less than five minutes.

After all, they did not want to gamble with their end of term results even if they were groupies.

Feng Feng stared below him and soon remarked. "So there are boys here."

Feng Feng's words were even but they were a slap in the boys' faces. There were so many of them yet they had all but disappeared after being surrounded by so many girls.

Qiao Yaruan sat in the last row and gently patted her legs. However, she was internally cursing at Feng Feng. This man would be fiercely chastised one day. Let him get dragged.

[1] Traditional Chinese Medicine term referring to people with cold limbs and an inability to tolerate cold weather.

[2] A phone app