Whether it was because the hot springs were too relaxing, or because her nerves weren't quite that tense, Gong Ruini ended up sleeping in on the first day of the college entrance exams.
Then, unsurprisingly, she almost arrived late. Of course, in Zhao Xuran's eyes, with him at the helm, how could they be late,
"No rush, you can't enter the exam room only thirty minutes after it starts." Zhao Xuran kept reassuring Gong Ruini.
"For you, even if you were an hour late, it's no problem." His wife breezed through test papers like answering first-grade questions, absolutely effortlessly.
Was he comforting her or showing confidence in her? "The first subject is Chinese, you need to write an essay."
Oh no, Zhao Xuran's driving was already fast, but after hearing the first subject was Chinese, his speed increased again, almost as if he were flying.
Gong Ruini was quite scared sitting in the car, "No rush, no rush."
