"If you don't like watching TV, you can go check out the study," Cao Yong said as he turned his head to her again.
The study of Senior Cao? Xie Wanying looked back with a trace of puzzlement in her eyes.
"You take her there," Zhu Huicang snatched the plate from Cao Yong's hand.
After washing his hands, Cao Yong led her to the study.
The study was vast, the bookshelves were made of ancient sandalwood, exuding the scent of books everywhere.
The medical books lined up tightly on the shelves lit two small candles in her eyes.
Cao Yong slid open the glass doors of the bookshelf and took out a book to place in her palm, "I guess you'll like this one."
