One great thing about Sheng Yize was that he was a man of his word.
And so, he brought his notes with him to go tutor An Xiaxia.
At that moment, An Xiaxia had already changed into her pajamas and was lying on her bed, watching a video that someone else was streaming of Rong Che's concert. While she was immersed in Rong Che's gorgeous and languid voice, there was a knock on her door.
She only thought it was An Yibei or possibly Papa An and casually replied, "Come in."
The door opened and for a while, there was no other sound, which confused An Xiaxia. She raised her head, only to look directly into Sheng Yize's handsome face. She froze completely.
Holy crap, what the hell?
"What are you doing here?" An Xiaxia asked, her face filled with caution as she stared at him.
Sheng Yize waved the books in his hands and smirked. "To tutor you. Aren't you supposed to feel so thankful that you want to cry?"
