This room clearly housed something, and it definitely wasn't cats or dogs.
Bai Youwei slowly backed away to a window; through the glass, she could see the garden landscape.
At that moment, those two were still in the garden.
Du Lai was pulling out all the stops to make Fu Miaoxue laugh incessantly, her laughter wafting over in waves. Bai Youwei didn't know what to think—
Du Lai probably thought he had successfully wheedled information out of the arrogant and ignorant young lady; little did he know that the young miss had played him with just a few casual remarks...
She looked again towards the room at the end of the second-floor hallway, curbed her curiosity, and turned to leave.
Fu Miaoxue's evening classes began at three in the afternoon and ended at five.
Exactly what she studied, Bai Youwei wasn't sure, only that Fu Miaoxue looked terrible when she came out of the family teacher's room, as if she had fought a bitter battle.
Afterwards, Fu Miaoxue clung to Du Lai to play.
