Seeking recommendation tickets.
This was a strategy Xue Shiqiong had never expected.
They had not laid their cards on the table and directly demanded Tiantian. Instead, they had cleverly arranged for Chen Hua to become Ji Tiantian's teacher.
By taking him as her teacher, they preserved the ties of blood and kinship, avoided suspicion over formal status, and left room to maneuver in the future.
What a fine trick of Morning Dew Moistens Things.
Truly skillful.
Heh. How similar was this to the method she had used just now, outwardly declining Bo Xian'er while privately being willing to call her Grandmother?
At that thought, her heart tightened. Chen Hua's proposal to take Ji Tiantian as his disciple was by no means as simple as a spur-of-the-moment idea.
Seen this way, could there have been a second layer of meaning to the test Bo Xian'er had mentioned earlier, about taking her as an adopted granddaughter?
And her response at the time had also inadvertently revealed her stance toward this hidden matter, as well as the degree to which she could accept it.
Since the Chen Clan had proposed this way of handling things, they were clearly confident, having long since calculated her reaction into their plans.
Then who, exactly, had meticulously planned all this from behind the scenes?
Bo Xian'er? Not very likely.
The Chen Clan had no shortage of talent. Why would she need to trouble herself thinking it through?
She lifted her starry eyes and looked across at Chen Xiaojun, who was leisurely sipping tea, and Chen Hua, who was calmly fanning himself.
This was clearly a carefully arranged chess game.
From their first meeting at the Winding Stream Party that night, to the visit at her door to deliver the invitation, and then to today's half-hidden, half-revealed