"Let me go find him in a bit," An Yang muttered under her breath, furrowing her brow.
Danton tilted his head and looked at her. "What did you just say?"
"Nothing," An Yang huffed. "Are you free right now?"
"I'm free."
"Then teach me the Haotian Characters now."
Danton chuckled. "Follow me."
An Yang pursed her lips but still followed him into the study.
Danton handed her a dictionary. "Take a pen and copy from the dictionary. You write one, and I'll read one aloud. That way, you'll learn faster."
"Does that even work?" An Yang asked doubtfully.
Danton nodded. "It works. Just start writing. I'll handle my work, and you'll practice your characters. It won't delay either of us."
"How can it not delay you if you keep reading them to me?"
"I have two brains."
An Yang pressed her lips together, grinning. "Liar!"
"What's the point of lying to you? You're not Sang Yu or Zi Yan." Danton turned on his computer. "Go on, get to writing."
