The next morning.
"Uncle, can you teach me a few words of Russian?"Zuo Yue was eating her toast as she glanced at Xu Chengfeng, who was reading a business magazine.
Xu Chengfeng took a sip of coffee on the table and glanced at her.""Why are you learning Russian?"
"Last night, when I was listening to your conversation with Ainte, I suddenly realized that Russian was very nice. Although I didn't understand it, I thought it was very nice, so I wanted to learn it."Zuo Yue poked her fork in the plate and looked at him from time to time.
Xu Chengfeng was silent for a moment, then he chuckled and said a string of words that she did not understand. Zuo Yue thought that he was going to teach her, so she quickly pricked up her ears to listen.
In the end, he didn't say anything else after saying that. It was obvious that he had no intention of teaching her.
"What did you mean by that?"Zuo Yue asked curiously.
