Bai Chuwei slightly opened her eyes, "Duan Xingye, do you need to work so hard?"
She knew that the boy only slept for five hours a day, and spent the rest of his time studying.
Duan Xingye's handsome face turned slightly red, and he scratched his head with some embarrassment, "I'm not smart, so I have to work hard. Besides, I didn't study seriously in the first or second year of high school."
Duan Xingye paused, then said in a low voice, "I want to prove to my father that his son is not good for nothing. I want to study finance in university, and later go back to help my fourth uncle to take over the family business, so I need to work a little harder now."
A warm hand gently landed on the top of his hair and caressed it lightly, Bai Chuwei's normally lazy voice was surprisingly tender at this moment, "Heavenly Dao will look after those who work hard. Your fourth uncle will be very pleased too."
That gentle encouragement was like that from a caring older sister.
