SEVENTEEN. THE COLD PROFESSOR

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“Why are you suddenly dancing with that student? I've been practicing for a month to dance with you, Shane.” “Jane, I never told you to practice dancing. And we've danced before.” “Yes, and it's very bad. You stepped on the hem of my dress and made me trip very embarrassingly.” "That's none of my business." Shane ignored the woman and walked towards his own table. A waiter poured wine into his glass and he drank it straight away without hesitation. He saw his students dancing happily. They enjoyed the party. That was exactly what he expected from an annual party he held to celebrate the university's anniversary. Several years ago, before he took the highest throne at the university, the university's anniversary had never been held so luxuriously. They only decorated the corners of the

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