The next day.
Shen Ningning was woken up early in the morning by the little book boy for morning lessons.
Lan Qian had likely cried all night. There were dark circles under her eyes, and her face filled with resentment the moment she saw Shen Ningning.
The little one naturally ignored her. Holding her book, she held her head high, the hem of her skirt fluttering as she swept past Lan Qian.
Perhaps because the copying assignment Mr. Huang had given was too arduous, Lan Qian had no time to bother Shen Ningning all day.
And so, the little one studied diligently until dusk.
After two days of classes, it was time to go home!
Shen Ningning happily waved goodbye to her classmates.
As soon as she stepped out of the private school's gate, she saw the County Magistrate's carriage waiting outside.
A guard saw her and immediately stepped forward. "Miss Shen, the master instructed us to take you home."
