The relatives that were standing beside Mother Yang smiled as they looked at Ye Jian. Wasn't this the young lady that played darts yesterday? They heard that her result was among the top in the school too. Hengheng's classmates talked about her the most yesterday night.
At this moment, Ye Jian's heart was palpitating furiously. She tightened her fingers around the bag that contained Xia Jinyuan's military attire. After getting complimented by Mother Yang, she started blushing.
She felt guilty and nervous. She could only work hard to maintain the smile on her face so that she wouldn't reveal her nervousness.
