The ten-minute break ended. In the bright and tidy office, Bai Mo and Wu Qingyun sat at the table, resuming their lesson.
Wu Qingyun pointed at her notebook with her slender fingers, her fingertips calloused from holding a sword.
"This question.
"I don't understand the steps."
Bai Mo glanced at it.
"Well, it involves some mathematical technique with split terms. I'll write it out for you to see..."
Wu Qingyun was very serious about the college entrance examination. She had accumulated many questions, which were being resolved one by one now.
Suddenly, Wu Qingyun's phone screen lit up beside her, showing an incoming call from "Su Yuren," whom they had just talked about.
She glanced at it.
"Teacher, I'm sorry.
"I have a very important call to take.
"Can we pause for another ten minutes?"
An important call?
Bai Mo nodded, "Go ahead."
Wu Qingyun answered, and a soft girl's voice immediately came from the other side.
"I almost caught Chen Anjing!
