"Teacher! When we're at school, can we just call her by her full name, or even by her nickname?"
Qin Mu tried to be as gentle as possible, knowing full well since childhood that it's not wise to provoke teachers.
She just forgot that her own childhood circumstances were completely different from Huanhuan's.
Back then, she was all alone, far from her hometown—no teacher cared whether she was happy or not.
But it was different for Huanhuan, a little princess born with a silver spoon, showered with love and affection from everyone.
"Oh! Sure! Don't worry, we always refer to them by their names in the classroom."
The teacher didn't dare to neglect, maintaining a smile that was even more pleasant than Qin Mu's.
Qin Mu nodded, forcing a smile: "Sorry for the trouble, Teacher!"
Mu Yichen, standing by, started to regret getting out of the car.
"Let's go! We're going to be late for work!"
