"Their efforts are just to live a better life, but I'm already living that life. I don't need to try hard; I'm already living the life they dream of." Ethan picked up the ballpoint pen on the desk with his other hand and spun it absentmindedly, "So what does it matter how good or bad the grades are?"
"You..." Vivian looked at his indifferent face, getting red with anger but not knowing what to say.
Indeed, all roads lead to Rome, but some are born in Rome.
But still, life should be positive and progressive!
"So, I advise you not to waste your effort." Ethan suddenly stopped spinning the pen, his deep, dark eyes staring directly at Vivian, "Save your time for doing what you want to do. Don't waste it on me; I don't need anyone to tutor me."
Vivian listened to his words, her clear eyes tightly fixed on him.
His handsome face was covered with the words "I don't care," and his deep eyes carried a hint of light sarcasm, quietly observing her.
