Bai Jinglie didn't press the matter. After all, offering to transfer the estate was simply a gesture of his goodwill.
"Brother Wenheng, you'll be participating in next year's provincial exam, right?"
Gu Wenheng nodded. "Barring any accidents, I should be taking it. Do you have plans for it as well, Young Master?"
"My teacher told me to lie low for another two years," Bai Jinglie said, "but I don't have that much time to wait."
Gu Wenheng didn't reply. He sat in silence, having no intention of prying into another's hidden pains.
"It's about time. Let's call it a day." Bai Jinglie glanced at the sky. They had been lingering here for quite a while since coming down from Yingshan Academy.
"Cousin, aren't we going to eat?" Shan Ke'an rubbed his belly. Although the cook at their estate had good culinary skills, one could get tired of the same food. Now that they were finally at this restaurant, he didn't want to leave.
