"Would you like to take a walk in the garden?" Mrs. Xia Ning asked.
Xia Ningxing smiled and nodded, holding her arm, "Then let's have a stroll."
The garden was a riot of color, with bursts of fragrant scents assailing the senses, making for a lovely view that soothed the soul with just a glance.
"Nervous?" Mrs. Xia Ning gazed down at Xia Ningxing by her side.
Today, she wore a simple long dress, her ink-black hair casually tied into a lazy ponytail. Her face, pure and stunning, made her appear merely in her twenties. Who could guess that she was already the mother of an almost one-year-old child?
Xia Ningxing knew she was asking about the test tomorrow and whether she was nervous.
She shook her head, her fingers gently touching the petals, "Not nervous."
Far from being nervous, Xia Ningxing actually wanted to say she was very confident and sure of herself, but that seemed too arrogant, so she decided to keep a low profile.
