You can't just make your son fire someone, that's unreasonable. After all, our son doesn't have a girlfriend yet, and it's not like others are bewitching him; they have the right to pursue happiness too.
Thinking it over and over, the Empress Dowager had no solution.
Forget it, let's not worry about this for now.
"What about the school?"
Zhao Lixia asked again.
"At school, there's a girl in the same class who I get along with really well. She's quite tall, about 1.75 meters, her legs seemingly start right below her neck. She likes fitness and sports, and I often run into her during morning jogs. We're both in the literature club, she has great fashion sense, and we have a lot of common interests."
"Anyone else?"
"There's also a vice class president from our class, she's a roommate of the girl I just mentioned—they're like best friends. But I mainly interact with her because of class affairs. Oh, and actually, all the girls in that dorm get along quite well with me..."
