As she listened, Ji Yuanyuan was a little dazed.
She felt a mix of emotions as she looked at Ji Zixuan on stage.
In fact, Zixuan was a very pure person. He liked mathematics, so he plunged into it and didn't think about anything else.
Just like how he had never told his family about the olive branch that the foreign school had extended to him.
Perhaps in his heart, he had never thought about going abroad.
In his heart, there was only mathematics.
As long as he could learn mathematics, he would be satisfied.
He did not want to spend too much effort on other things.
...
After class, Lin Nan did not want to leave and kept watching Ji Zixuan pack his things.
Before he left, he glanced at the back door worriedly.
Lin Nan felt as if her heart had been hit. She held her heart and asked Ji Yuanyuan, "Are you and Ji Zixuan really not family?"
Ji Yuanyuan was stunned, "What's wrong?"
