Xu Nianhua stood behind Professor Fei, completely shocked. The two who had just been harmonious were now suddenly arguing. Remarkably, one was noble and elegant, the other classically graceful, yet there they were, caught up in a quarrel.
Fei Meishu said, "You're not well, just rest at home. Don't worry, I will definitely teach Nianhua well."
Jiang Wanru said, "You teach so many students, and I teach only one, I can surely manage it. Nianhua is so talented, please don't hold her back."
"Jiang Wanru, what do you mean by that? Are you saying I would hold her back?"
"Meishu, she knows four languages. I can certainly teach her even more knowledge." Even when arguing with others, Jiang Wanru maintained her composure, speaking neither hastily nor slowly, making the argument seem almost beautifully conducted.
Xu Nianhua inwardly sighed in admiration. If she could be in such a state when she reached Jiang Wanru's age, she felt it would be perfect.
