Although he had a lot of work waiting for him at his company and he had many business deals to clinch, Tian Dong was startled to realize that he was willing to give up his work for the person that he liked.
He left his business in his father's hands while he was taking notes at Peking University. Tian Dong sighed helplessly as he stared at the 'beauty' who slept soundly by his side.
Who was the one who agreed to take on this task?
He might be angry and helpless, but Tian Dong could do nothing to Zhai Hua. From a young age, he was at her beck and call. Tian Dong had no other choice but to continue to take notes.
"The handwriting… is quite nice." Qiao Nan could tell that it was not written by Zhai Hua. She had a crooked smile on her face. "The handwriting has strength and style. It looks like calligraphy. Sister Zhai Hua, I didn't know that you have such good handwriting."
