There were many preparations to be done before setting off.
At this time, Lu Jingzhi realized that she had developed many attachments during this year.
She needed to inform her sister.
She needed to inform Gao Zhan.
She needed to inform Jiang Jinxu.
She needed to inform Yang Yuecheng at the Yang family residence.
After spending a couple of dazed days, Yang Yuecheng woke up feeling weak in her hands and legs for a while.
When she saw Lu Jingzhi, Mrs. An sighed, "I told her to rest more, but she refuses to let go of her books. She studies harder than a scholar who grinds away in front of cold windows. When I mention it, she says she's earning money."
At this point, Mrs. An didn't care if she earned any money, she just wanted her to recuperate.
The familiar cool breath drifted to the tip of Yang Yuecheng's nose, carrying the fresh scent of bamboo leaves after the rain. Without lifting her head, she knew who the visitor was, "Hold on, I'll be done soon."
