Tang Qingying sighed helplessly, "I don't know either. I'm just so, so tired but can't fall asleep, and now I have a headache. Oh right, I just sent you some Pumpkin King seeds. This is a newly cultivated giant pumpkin variety. I only managed to get a few seeds, so give it a try. If it works, your thesis will be much easier to handle."
Warmth flooded Han Qiwu's heart.
Mr. Tang is just too thoughtful.
Even with her own headache, she's still thinking about my thesis situation.
"Thank you, Mr. Tang. Did you have anything to eat this morning? If not, I could arrange for a local courier to send some food over to you?"
