No matter what was happening outside, inside Bishui Huating, Lin Chuxia's life had returned to its usual tranquility.
August was almost over, and with the start of school approaching, Chuxia had been a bit busy lately. Gu Yuheng, on the other hand, was still his usual self, busy yet always finding time to accompany her.
Observing the detailed study plan Chuxia had made, Yuheng couldn't help but frown slightly and pointed to her schedule, saying, "This isn't realistic, revise it."
"Do you think I can't complete it?" Chuxia subconsciously assumed that Yuheng was looking down on her, and she immediately became somewhat unhappy, "You're really underestimating me. I might not have as much self-discipline as you, but I can handle this level of study pressure. I've carefully considered this plan, and I know whether I can finish it or not!"
