"How would you give it to me?"
"I was afraid that if I gave it to you directly, you wouldn't even look at it and would throw it away."
"As the saying goes, 'No one knows a son better than his father.' Ha-ha, that's actually quite possible! So, what then?"
"Then Dad thought, I'd take it to the airport to see you off and sneak the letter into your suitcase, and just ask someone to keep an eye on the flight you might take..."
"That's possible?" Nie Guangyi asked, "Who did you find?"
"One of my students..." Nie Tianqin hesitated for a moment: "Datou... Dad didn't mean to pry into your privacy."
Nie Tianqin was somewhat lacking in confidence.
After all, he had once done things such as asking a student to find out Nie Guangyi's number in France and send it to him.
Professor Nie, with forty years of teaching behind him, boasts of students all over the world—which is no exaggeration.
