His smile immediately reminded Tan Mo of when she had been taught by Wei Zhiqian as a primary school student.
Wei Zhiqian had had the same smile when he'd taught her how to write her own name for the first time.
Tan Mo could immediately feel her heart begin to race. Unconsciously, she sat up straighter in her chair.
This smile continued to linger on Wei Zhiqian's face as he said to her, "I still remember that time when you learned how to write your name in my study room when you were still a primary school student, and I used to flick your forehead. I was sure that I hadn't put any strength into the flick, but you would always cry out in pain."
'But I thought you had self-healing powers?'
That was the question that was going through Wei Zhiqian's mind, but he didn't say it out loud.
However, Tan Mo knew what he was trying to say, and her jaw dropped.
