"Hello, Teacher Wu." The three of them stood up and politely greeted him.
Wu Zhengyong smiled and sat on the sofa in front. He lowered his hand to gesture them to sit down, and asked kindly, "You cried?"
"It is very touching. I'm about the same age as Jia Hui." Yun Xiangxiang replied and nodded.
"Do you sympathize Jia Hui?" Wu Zhengyong asked.
Yun Xiangxiang brushed the script with her fingertips and shook her head after being silent for a while, "I feel happy for Jia Hui."
Wu Zhengyong was preparing to drink the tea that Han Jing served when he heard this and looked up at Yun Xiangxiang.
"It was benevolence. Jia Hui is very smart. If she didn't want to go to jail, she never would've been caught." Yun Xiangxiang expressed her unambiguous feelings after reading the script.
