"Who else could it be?" Han Jingyu's mother didn't care because she had never worried about Han Jingyu's grades. Her son got first place every time, so she didn't even bother to go to school to attend parent meetings as they were boring.
"Not me."
Han's mother stopped looking at her nails and turned to look at him seriously.
"It's the little princess of the Sheng Family you mentioned." When Han Jingyu said this, he didn't look frustrated, and there was a gleam in his dark eyes.
He really admired Sheng Yang.
Han Jingyu's mother was stunned for a moment then she laughed loudly. "That's great, right? You like hitting the books, and she likes it too. You two have something in common."
Han Jingyu pursed his lips and was silent for a while then raised his head and said, "Why don't you go talk to Uncle?"
