Su Bing had thrown himself entirely into his studies and research. The conversation Xu Sheng once had with him? Completely forgotten.
In fact, Su Bing now barely acknowledged Xu Sheng's existence in class. And to Xu Sheng, it stung. Deeply. Had he known this would be the outcome, he wouldn't have said anything in the first place.
That afternoon, as school let out, Su Shen arrived to pick up a few of the children. He happened to run into Yu Fang and Xu Sheng at the school gate.
With her usual radiant enthusiasm, Yu Fang handed him a beautifully packaged box of pastries. "These are from our pastry chef at home," she said with a warm smile. "A little something for the kids to enjoy. Just to thank them for coming to celebrate Xu Sheng's birthday."