"It seems like you're worried Tang Li will be upset," Fu Si said ingratiatingly. "These past few months have been incredibly busy, and we even had closed training sessions. Otherwise, I wouldn't have lost contact with you. I did well on the makeup exam last time, but if I fail the final exam this time, I can't face my family."
So, there was really no love or hatred involved.
Tang Li looked at the young man in front of her, slightly tugging at her lips. He had come to Wentan Garden because he didn't want to retake the exam and get his arm broken again.
"Get in the car; I'll take you to your relative's house."
If he had a tail, it would probably be wagging like a propeller by now.
This time, Tang Li didn't refuse him.
Sitting on the motorcycle, Fu Si handed over a helmet: "It's a bit hot with this on, but you're a public figure now. It's better not to show your face when you go out."
