"I think something must have rattled her. She hasn't watched TV even once this whole week." As Tan You looped back from the garden, she heard Tan Deming on the phone. It didn't take a genius to guess who he was talking to.
She didn't go into the living room. Instead, she sat under the persimmon tree, snapping green beans. Tan You couldn't have cared less about Cheng Wenhui and Tan Lin's reactions on the other end of the line.
"She wakes up first thing in the morning to jump rope, then showers and studies..."
"She's been reading her textbooks nonstop. It's not like I'm illiterate..."
"She doesn't even nap at noon, just keeps memorizing her books... I think she's really settled down and realized the importance of studying."
"Alright, if I notice anything else unusual, I'll call you back."
"Should I call her in to take the call?"
"No need? Okay, then that's all."
