Zhao Yanzi's room was fragrant and quiet. Hao Ren tutored her geometry until nine o'clock.
After their tutoring session, Zhao Yanzi finally got the hang of it. After all, it was not a difficult subject for her since her mother was an architect, and she had inherited some of her mother's sense of space.
For Hao Ren, geometry was a piece of cake; he was the best at it when he was in middle school. That was why he had quickly grasped the concepts in the books that Zhao Hongyu gave to him.
As soon as the session ended, Zhao Yanzi almost pushed him out of her room.
Her small hands that were pushing on Hao Ren's back were soft, but her arms were firm.
"I'm going to go to the Dragon Palace for a visit tomorrow. Do you want to come?" Hao Ren looked back at her while she pushed him out.
"No! I won't go!" Zhao Yanzi shook her head without hesitation. She had no interest in the dull life in the Dragon Palace and would rather stay on land.