As Yue Tingfeng was deep in thought about what Yan Qingsi had said, he was flicked on the brain.
Yue Tingfeng turned around and his expression darkened. "Ma, what are you doing?"
Mrs. Yue sat down next to Yue Tingfeng and asked, "What did Qingsi say?"
"Ma, your son is pretty near the finish line, Qingsi said I'm good," Yue Tingfeng said with pride and his ears turned a little red.
Mrs. Yue was happy. "Really, not bad… Son, quick, you have to go."
