When Sang Yu came out of the bathroom, Leng Yuebai was on the phone. Sang Yu quietly sat down, resting her chin in her hand and smiling at him. She had to admit, this big ice block was quite good-looking.
Someone like him should have had a broader world. Yet he chose to give up the halo given by his family and nestled himself in Saint-Cyr Military Academy as an ordinary instructor. However, Sang Yu believed that even if he stayed in Saint-Cyr in the future, he would still shine brightly.
Leng Yuebai reached out and covered her eyes, speaking into the phone, "Uncle, I've done my best, the rest is up to you... Hmm, goodbye."
Only after hearing him say goodbye did Sang Yu dare to pull his hand down. "Why are you covering my eyes!"
"I was completely lost for words with you staring at me like that." Leng Yuebai casually tapped her nose.
Sang Yu wrinkled her nose, "A grown man afraid of being looked at! Really!"
"I'm shy."
