Half an hour later, in the study at Li Garden.
Li Zishen gripped his phone tightly, indecisive, not knowing whether or not he should make the call.
In the end, he dialed.
So what if Leng Lingxiao was nearby? When had Li Zishen ever been afraid of anyone? Besides, nothing was more important than Tang Xiaowan's safety.
"Xiao Wan, it's me, Zishen."
A familiar voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Yeah, I know, what's up?"
However, Li Zishen didn't know that at this moment, Tang Xiaowan was sitting on the rooftop taking the call.
Ever since she was little, whenever she encountered something perplexing, she liked to climb high and gaze into the distance, always feeling that as she watched, understanding would dawn on her.
"Have you applied for self-study? How do you feel about it, are you getting used to it?" Li Zishen asked gently.
Word sure got around fast; she already knew about it.
