Yun Ya thought to herself that Brother Yan, despite his bad temper, actually had a pure and kind heart, otherwise he wouldn't have gone out of his way that day to save Ah Jiu.
"Brother Yan, you have to go to school, and the national college entrance exam is coming up soon. You might not have much time....," Yun Ya voiced her concerns, and Yan Song waved his hand nonchalantly, "Just make sure you tutor me well in English, and when the time comes, I'll bring you back a national top scorer."
Yun Ya pursed her lips and smiled, her eyes sparkling brightly.
Yes, in her previous life, Brother Yan was the national top scorer of the Gaokao that year, gloriously proud and triumphantly content.
Ah Jiu was not pleased, struggling to jump out of Yan Song's embrace. It was the first time it had tried so hard, its cry both pitiful and resentful.
Yan Song glared at him with a cold face, "Behave yourself."
