"Alright, Dad, stop praising Chengcheng so much."
Li Biyun interrupted from the side, gently nudging Fang Cheng's back:
"Go take a shower and get to bed early. You need to be well-rested for the exam and should definitely avoid staying up late, or you'll feel sleepy in the exam room tomorrow."
Even as she urged him, she couldn't help but nag a little more:
"If you need anything, just tell Mom. What do you want to eat in the morning? Should I make you some handmade noodles with a couple of poached eggs?"
"Sure, something light would be nice."
Fang Cheng nodded obediently, not rejecting this show of concern.
He bid goodnight to his grandfather and mother before turning to head upstairs.
He opened the door to his second-floor bedroom and locked it behind him.
A soft click sounded.
The gentle smile on Fang Cheng's face instantly faded, and his previously relaxed back straightened slightly.
His entire being became like a drawn blade, returning to his usual sternness and depth.
