"What kind of look is that? James specifically told us, who would be so tactless to let you go see Emily?" Douglas Chip could tell what Jane Sampson was thinking just from her expression, looking at her with disdain, "Are you underestimating my intelligence, Jane?"
"Oh ho~" Jane Sampson pursed her lips, "Someone several years older than me who needs my help to do homework, has intelligence?"
"Chubby Fish, it's been so many years, why bring up such old stuff? Isn't that boring?" Douglas Chip winked at Jane Sampson, "I also knew how to do it and got you to help me, I just played too crazy one summer and forgot to do the vacation homework, so I begged you to help me do a small part of it. It has nothing to do with my intelligence."
