"Believe you? As if." Qin Yuhan and Xia Qian both wore looks of disbelief.
Wu Tian sighed softly. These days, telling the truth got you nowhere.
Qin Yuhan sighed as well. If Wu Tian doesn't want to talk, how can I force him?
And so, Wu Tian and the little one spent the entire day shopping with Qin Yuhan and Xia Qian. Even Wu Tian cried uncle when it came to shopping with girls. It was just so incredibly boring. What joy do women even find in shopping? Wu Tian couldn't understand it.
Finally, evening arrived. The Qinghe Cui family's banquet was tomorrow night. Tonight, Wu Tian took Qin Yuhan and the others to the evening English school.
The school was in a remote location. By nightfall, the roadside stalls had all packed up and gone home. Walking along the road at this hour was a hair-raising experience.
Wu Tian was puzzled. Why would they build a school in such a place? It doesn't make sense.
