Xia Chuqing picked up her bag and turned, preparing to walk past Xiao Mo. She really didn't know what else there was left to say to him.
"Xia Chuqing, listen to me." Xiao Mo spoke, his voice low and icy, as if tempered with frost. "Don't think that just because you're abroad no one cares about you. All you know is talking about love; focus your energy on studying. Take all the exams you're supposed to take, earn all the scholarships you're supposed to earn. Stop being useless—no one will take care of you for a lifetime."
These words struck a nerve in Xia Chuqing. What did he mean that she hadn't been studying properly?
Her chest tightened, and biting her lip, she turned back around to glare at him furiously. "Mr. Xiao, did I ask you to take care of me? If I haven't, then mind your own business!"
"My money won't be wasted on someone useless."
