"Yicheng, how come you have time to drop by today?" Xu Nianhua smiled, her eyes crinkling. Ever since school started, Pei Yicheng had been so busy she barely saw him, and whenever she bumped into Pei Yining, she'd complain that Pei Yicheng practically lived at the architecture building.
Since she started school, she was also busy running around every day—whether it was classes, the translation studio, Saturdays at the Orient Hotel hosting foreign guests, or working on her translation book. From the moment she opened her eyes in the morning till she closed them at night, she was still thinking about all these things.
So she totally got how exhausting Pei Yicheng's busy life was.
