After speaking, Qiao Xiyan took his knife and fork and slowly cut a piece of steak in front of him.
He had been holding knives since he was young. So even though he was holding cutlery, he still couldn't change his habits. His force was strong as he cut the steak uniformly.
When carving stones and jades, the cuts had to be precise and full of force. So when he cut food, he always inexplicably used some fierce force.
"It's fine if you don't go to that tutoring center. The exam is coming up soon. If you think it's necessary, we can hire a private tutor." Qiao Xiyan had come over at the last minute to take a look at Song Fengwan's studying environment.
After what happened just now, he didn't have a single good impression of that tutoring center.
"No need. I'm almost done learning everything. It'll be the same at home."
"As you wish."
