Concealing Needles in Cotton, Killing with Kindness

"Ok. Coincidentally, I'm free."

Half an hour later, Lin Wanwan and Ai Ying arrived at the small building where Fu Wanyi lived.

Outside the gate, Lin Wanwan bumped into a familiar face.

"Fu Zhinian!"

Lin Wanwan ran toward him in surprise. "What are you doing here? How have you been recently? Can you adapt to the new school environment? You haven't been to the Yun Mansion to look for me in a long time."

Her firing questions like a cannon made a trace of shyness flash past Fu Zhinian's eyes. His face, which was initially filled with coldness, softened by a lot.

"I'm about to graduate. I have been busy writing my graduation thesis recently and didn't have time to find you. I came over here today because Fu… my mother asked me to."

At the mention of the last sentence, his eyes turned cold.

Lin Wanwan knew that he didn't share a harmonious mother-and-son relationship with Fu Wanyi. "Aren't you graduating next year?"