The phone call was a small interlude, after which Wen Nannan forgot about it, and didn't think about it at all. Every day, she slowly improved under Lu Huai's cram school style of training. Or you could call it temporary leg-hugging style effort.
Over the course of three days, Wen Nannan had become somewhat spiritless, she wasn't able to taste her food, and she was listless. She was working hard and mechanically doing repetitive training.
"Wen Nannan."
"Yes!"
"Come over here."
"Yes!"
Lu Huai looked at how hopeless she was and let out a deep sigh, feeling a sense of helplessness as he dealt with a blockhead. "Let's go, I'll take you out for a walk."
Huh? Hearing those words, Wen Nannan's eyes widened just a tiny bit, and then she shook her head. "No, I want to train. I love training. Training makes Brother Lu happy, and if Brother Lu is happy, then I'm happy."