"Second Miss Tang—"
Tang Xiaobai stood up in fear: "Sir, you can call me Xiaobai!"
Mr. Zhang smiled, his gaze shifting outside: "Those servants outside, are they brought by the Second Miss?"
Tang Xiaobai felt a jolt in her heart and looked outside following his gaze.
The academy's classroom is named Diligence Academy, as Tang Xiaobai expected, it was a spacious building with pillars on all four sides and no walls.
With summer approaching, there was no need for screens or curtains, one could see the people and scenery outside at a glance.
In the afternoon, the sky was blue with white clouds, and the sunlight was bright.
A strand of deep green vine hung down from the eaves, interspersed with the delicate profile of a young boy as if in a painting.
Upon hearing the questions from inside the room, the young boy turned his face, raising his gaze slightly to meet the eyes of the young man in white inside—
Tang Xiaobai blinked.
What is going on?
