What's Your Goal

Before Huo Jinyan could speak, Lu Ning suddenly leaned closer to look at him again.

"Huo Jinyan, what's your goal?"

There was not much emotion in her beautiful eyes, but her pitch-black eyes seemed to be able to read one's thoughts.

Huo Jinyan gazed straight at her, unafraid of her. His eyes dimmed. "What do you think my goal is?"

Lu Ning looked at him with a smirk. "'The dream of the future head of the Huo family is to be a teacher in a small city'. How's that for a headliner?"

Huo Jinyan glanced at her eyelashes. "You can think of such an eye-catching title, but in your language tests you can't even score higher than the number of words in that sentence?"

Lu Ning blinked. "That's because the answers in test papers have to be realistic, while this title expresses something so unreal it's intangible. I won't score any points even if I write it because it was wrong from the beginning."