What was the saying again?
The most fatal thing is to be pretentious.
Ye Linlang now deeply felt this, so she was a little sad.
No wonder, that was why Jiang Qiran looked at her with a strange smile just now. He must be laughing at her still wanting to read the pure foreign language version despite her poor English foundation, right?
Ye Linlang sighed. She rested her chin on one hand and casually flipped through the book with the other hand.
Ye Linlang felt that she would have to pass English level eight before she could understand this book without any help.
…
When Jiang Qiran walked over, he happened to see this scene.
The sun was setting outside, and the faint golden afterglow shone on Ye Linlang's body. A sixteen-year-old girl rested her chin on one hand, giving off a vigorous vitality unique to girls in their prime.
However…
It looked like Ye Linlang was in a daze.
