He laughed heartily. "You've met them before. Why are you still so scared?"
It was precisely because I had met them that my fear intensified. The first impression wasn't good. How could I expect them to change their minds about me just because of a dinner?
She brooded, "Should I maybe… put this off for a while?"
"How would you 'put it off'?"
"Maybe wait until I've been accepted at Harvard..."
"What if you don't get in?"
She replied promptly, "Then, I'll never go."
Didn't the Empress Dowager say that presentation was important? At that time, my own presentation wasn't up to par; I was still at the starting stage. How could I dare to step foot in the Wan Family home?
She fretted. Perhaps, only after getting into Harvard and broadening my horizons could I become more confident.
Wan Donglin sighed inwardly. Truly, once bitten by a snake, one fears a rope for the next three years.
