Only then did Nian Yue suddenly remember that this body was eighteen years old when she was on a mission.
There was a hint of warmth in her cold eyes. Nian Yue raised her eyebrows slightly. "Thank you."
Even with Lin Nan and Wang Zhizhi's blessings, she was still appreciative of this celebration.
"You're welcome." Fu Xiuyuan's lips twitched. He was still holding a fountain pen in his hand. His slender and fair fingers spun the pen, and his eyes were filled with warmth.
It was only after she had finished a bowl of longevity noodles that Nian Yue said slowly, "Thank you for all your help."
Ever since she came to this world, Fu Xiuyuan had helped her a lot.
"If you really want to thank me, come back with the first place in the assessment." Fu Xiuyuan raised his eyebrows lazily.
He always seemed to be serious and it was rare to see a hint of evil in his lazy eyes.
"Sure." Nian Yue nodded.
