Conversation

Nan Hai Yan grabbed Nan Hua's shoulder and then guided her back to the other place. The other students were peeking their heads through the open door, curious about the commotion but at the same time afraid.

Many of them looked envious at Nan Hua's treatment, but they shut their mouth.

With Nan Hua's surname alone, a lot of people already knew about her background. They were not so stupid that they would speak out loud so blatantly like that and possibly offend her.

Before long, Nan Hai Yan had guided Nan Hua outside the dormitory building and towards a separate building.

Looking at the building, Nan Hua's eyes flashed.

This was the instructors building and normally, no students would be allowed to come here. Because of Nan Hua's special identity and special circumstances, Nan Hai Yan directly brought her here.

"Nan Hua."

"Yes, Father?" Nan Hua replied, her tone had calmed down by now.