Leng Sichen looked up at Xia Yuxun who was earnestly preparing her lesson across the small table and said emotionlessly, "Put it down, go out."
Was this a rejection? The nurse bit her lip, reluctantly closed the door, and stepped out.
At that time, Xia Yuxun was struggling with a math problem.
Damn it, it's getting more frustrating, I can't even solve a high school math problem! I've done it three or four times and it's still not the same as the answer, where did I go wrong!
The thing she hated the most was math, yet she had chosen to teach it. Subconsciously, she was deliberately negating her past self, even forcing herself to change these small habits.
"Xiaohua!"
He wanted to order her around again, Xia Yuxun put down the half-finished problem and walked over helplessly.
"What is it, Mr. Leng?"
Leng Sichen glanced at the hot water and towel on the bedside with an arrogant stance fitting for a king, "Help me clean myself."
