She walked closer to take a look. Nalan Cui's small figure was still buried on the desk that was taller than others, reading a book.
Su Yan felt a little guilty and walked in with a light cough.
Nalan Cui heard the voice and smiled as if he had just seen her. "Sister, are you done?"
Su Yan nodded guiltily. She thought of something and took out a small pastry and handed it to him. "This is the osmanthus cake that I made personally with picked osmanthus. Try It."
Nalan Cui looked at her, who was much more attentive and smiled.
Su Yan saw that he had eaten the pastry and rubbed her hands together, saying, "It's okay if you can't finish reading these books. I will put in a good word for you tomorrow. You have really worked hard during this short period of time. It's his fault for assigning the task."
Nalan Cui smiled and agreed.