Cheng Yujie did not speak aloud but silently eyed Yu Jingchen and then glanced at her daughter.
Her voice was extremely stern and very cold as she questioned, "An Ning, why is your face so red?"
An Ning pretended to be calm as she touched her own face. "Red?"
In fact, she certainly knew her face was very red because not only her face, her entire body's skin felt burning hot.
Cheng Yujie's sharp gaze swept over her daughter's face like a pair of knives. "Why are you sitting here? Don't you have homework to write? Don't you need to review your lessons? Chatting with Mr. Yu here? Do you have something important to discuss?"
An Ning felt as if she had truly returned to being 17, breathlessly undergoing her mother's interrogation. "Um, I was hoping to find out if there are any requirements for applying to Military Medical University?"
Cheng Yujie's face softened a bit upon hearing this topic.
