Mei Mengzhen stared in disbelief. "So you're holding a grudge now? All I did was toss the scarf at you, and it didn't even hit you, alright? It bounced off the door frame—what, you feel bad for the door frame now?"
"Yeah, go ahead and be cheeky with me." But Fan Tianyu really did think the Pei parents seemed pretty decent. "I've already said hello to Mr. and Mrs. Pei. One look and you can tell they're educated and classy, not the type to throw fits for no reason. But you can't judge people just by appearances. You have to spend time with them and see what they're really like. Don't let these surface impressions blind you, got it? Tomorrow, when you're with them, keep your wits about you. All that 702-point brainpower from your college entrance exam? Use it—all of it—to size them up properly."
"So you're not opposed to it, huh."
"Why would I oppose you for this? I just want you to stay sharp, think things through when they come up."
