Ji Ying's eyes lit up, praising Xu Nianhua for thinking so quickly. With this thought, she felt much better—otherwise, she would've always felt like she was bullying Wu Meili.
Xu Nianhua went back to her studies.
Lately, she'd been memorizing texts nonstop. Fortunately, her memory was quite good. There were a lot of ancient poems and essays to recite, but Xu Nianhua was so diligent. On the way back with Xu Nian'an, and on the way to the cafeteria, the siblings were either memorizing poetry or formulas.
Or, Xu Nianhua was supervising her brother as he memorized vocabulary words.
Her brother's foreign language grades were just barely passing—if that.
So, Xu Nianhua wanted to help him brush up on his foreign language.
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"Ling Dong, is my package still not here yet?" Pei Yicheng looked at Ling Dong's empty hands and couldn't help but frown. That can't be right. He called Hao a few days ago, and Hao would definitely have mailed the stuff over. How could it not be here yet?
