2300 Give her the best of everything (4)
As she thought of this, she went forward to open the door.
However, the door was locked.
Mu Xiaoxiao was stunned. The servant had just come out, so why was the door locked?
This meant that Yin Shaojie didnât want to be disturbed anymore.
What was he doing inside?
Mu Xiaoxiao was conflicted, and she pressed her forehead against the door.
Although she didnât know what he was busy with inside, was it really good for her to go in and disturb him like this?
Even if she knew that he would not be angry with her.
But she didnât want to rely on this to disturb him.
Just as mu Xiaoxiao was frowning, her cell phone rang, startling her.
Afraid that Yin Shaojie would hear the ringing, she quickly picked up the phone.
âXiaoxiao ...â
Qiqingâs voice came from inside, with a hint of sadness.
âWhatâs wrong?â Mu Xiaoxiao asked in a low voice as she walked to the corner.
âHowâs your mathematics? Thereâs a question I donât know how to do.â Han qiqing said dejectedly.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Mu Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment, thinking that she had heard wrong.
She picked up her phone and looked at the display to confirm that it was han qiqing.
âQiqing, what are you doing? Donât tell me that youâre doing a test.â
Han qiqing sobbed as she said, â thatâs right, I was doing the questions ... My brother is very busy today and said that he canât help me with my revision. He wants me to do it on my own and said that heâll come to check later. &Quot;
Mu Xiaoxiao expressed her deep sympathy for her.
âWhy donât you ask Shijun? Shijunâs results are very good.â
Han qiqing snorted. &Quot; donât ask him. Heâll definitely laugh at me and say that I canât even do such a simple question. Xiaoxiao, your grades should be pretty good, right? Please teach me. â
Mu Xiaoxiao smiled bitterly. &Quot; did you forget? Youâre in the second year, and Iâm in the first year ...â
Han qiqing paused and came to a realization. &Quot; Oh, right! Youâre one grade lower than me, and I really forgot about it. So you donât know the math of the second year? Then what should he do? Then what about me?â
âSo you should look for Shijun.â Mu Xiaoxiao suggested.
âDonât!â Han qiqing rejected him immediately. After thinking for a while, she asked, â is Yin Shaojie here? You can ask him to help me. â
Mu Xiaoxiao glanced at the study, shook her head, and said, â no, heâs busy in the study. I donât dare to disturb him. You should ask Shijun. &Quot;
Han qiqing wailed, â do I really have to ask Shijun ...? Heâll definitely laugh at me! &Quot;
Mu Xiaoxiao said, â tell him that if he dares to laugh at you, weâll beat him up together tomorrow. &Quot;
âOkay, thatâs fine. Iâll hang up now. Bye.â
Han qiqing was probably out of ideas, so she could only accept the suggestion.
âOkay, bye.â
After mu Xiaoxiao finished the call, she walked back to the study.
She raised her hand, but stopped before she could reach the door.
Forget it ...
At this moment, in the study.
Yin Shaojieâs brows were deeply furrowed. He put down his pen with a bang, grabbed the paper at the top, and irritatedly crumpled it into a ball before throwing it on the carpet.
He didnât understand why it was so difficult to write a love letter.
In the past, he had received countless love letters, but he had almost never read them.
It was only after experiencing it personally that he realized how much effort was needed to write a love letter.
In Yin Shaojieâs 17-year-old life, he had rarely encountered any difficulties. He had been smart since he was young, and his academic knowledge had long surpassed others.
Of course, it wasnât that he didnât know how to write love letters.
However, no matter how he wrote, he was not satisfied.
It wasnât that he had high expectations of himself. He just wanted to give Xiaoxiao the best.