Zheng Fa shook his head, feeling that Tang Lingwu was still a young girl with too many thoughts—whether she was doubted or not, he didn't care, and he wasn't pleading with those people.
"Don't overthink, just focus on your Foundation Establishment."
Seeing Tang Lingwu frown slightly, Zheng Fa spoke to comfort her.
Tang Lingwu slowly nodded her head, then fell silent.
The room descended into silence.
"Earlier, Professor Bai said, it's like sending someone off to an exam..."
Tang Lingwu suddenly spoke again.
"Hmm?"
"I've sent you off for exams, but I've never taken the college entrance exam myself," Tang Lingwu pouted, "Such a loss."
A thought of Tang Lingwu in that cheongsam suddenly sprang into Zheng Fa's mind.
Did she still want him to comfort her? Or to encourage her a bit?
What to do?
Wear the cheongsam?
That would be too much, right?
