In the chilly early spring, the sunlight had grown bright, but the wind was still bitterly cold, stinging like countless tiny blades.
“Funing, whatever you think of me, I have nothing to say. I can't refuse Tian Ni, even though I don't like her at all.
But she's the principal's daughter. Without his approval, I can't study abroad. You understand that, don't you?” Wang Yu said to Jiang Funing, agitated.
Jiang Funing was a pretty, delicate-looking girl. “Is studying abroad really that important to you?” Her voice was a little hoarse.
