May I sit with here?

As expected, Hamya's expression changed when he saw Maria.

He was so angry!

So angry, he could die!

If he hadn't let Maria play for an extra minute that day and had given her the direct pass, she would have been a member of his team by now!

But his anger wasn't because Maria didn't choose him, he was angry at himself.

"Hmph!" Hamya flicked his hand, "I can't be bothered to talk to you."

David laughed heartily, walked over and hugged Hamya's shoulders in a villainous way, "Hey, don't be mad. Let's have a few drinks later. Consider it an apology for pulling your thinning hair that day."

Indeed, Hamya's appearance was unimpressive. He was older, bald, and there was no way to conceal his thinning hair.

But he was obviously upset. He glared and growled, "It's as if I hadn't squished your face, that was already as fat as a pig's head."

The girls standing by had a hard time holding back their laughter.

They wanted to laugh so much, but they dared not disrespect their teachers. They bite thei