"Hmm..." If he didn't bring it up, she would have already forgotten about it. But now that she's enrolled in a French class, she can't stop it just to cook for him, can she?
"How about I bring it to you on my days off? I have classes on weekdays and really don't have time to cook. I'm living on bread myself."
Duan Xingzhi was obviously not very satisfied with her suggestion. His fingers tapped on the table rhythmically, as if pondering something, with his brows slightly furrowed. "You're not keeping your promise."
Not keeping her promise? Does it really need to be escalated to such a level?
"I'm sorry, I forgot about it before, but now I've already enrolled in a class and can't delay my studies. I'll make it up to you later, okay?"
Duan Xingzhi glanced at her expressionlessly and then said, "How about this, you give me the enrollment fee, and I'll teach you. My French is more than enough to teach you."
