After finishing lunch, Jiang Lingxi got up and went to the bathroom.
When she came back, she saw Shen Yunqing holding a quick-drying pen provided by the airplane, with an open notebook spread out on the small table, writing something seriously.
Unable to resist her curiosity, she asked, "What are you writing?"
The next second, the notebook was handed over in front of her.
On the left blank page, three math problems were neatly listed. Just one glance was enough to determine that they were a bit difficult for her current level.
Jiang Lingxi: "..."
Seriously?
"Are these for me?"
"Yes, I saw that you were a bit bored. Doing this can pass the time, and if you get tired of thinking, you can even take a nap."
Jiang Lingxi: "... Thank you so much for understanding me!"
