The Truth Behind Guanju

By then, Yan Qingcheng had arrived at Baolong Center Building One and met Zhong Qing.

Zhong Qing gave Yan Qingcheng a not particularly detailed schedule, marking the times when Zhu Juntang was available for lessons, and told Yan Qingcheng to arrange Zhu Juntang's classes around her own schedule.

Zhong Qing told Yan Qingcheng that Zhu Juntang was studying in the library, which surprised Yan Qingcheng. In fact, when Zhong Qing had rushed over at noon and heard the servants report that Zhu Juntang had attempted to memorize poetry that morning, she had been equally surprised.

There was no doubt this was progress after Liu Chang'an's teaching. Seeing Yan Qingcheng's expression, Zhong Qing did not chat with her about her admiration for Liu Chang'an. Instead, she instructed the servants to prepare tea and deliver it to the library shortly.

Watching Zhong Qing's back as she entered the elevator, Yan Qingcheng set aside her surprise at Zhu Juntang voluntarily studying and felt a little envious of a woman like Zhong Qing.

To young girls on campus, Zhong Qing's professional air was highly appealing. She had no chance of becoming a young lady like Zhu Juntang, but having a job like Zhong Qing's, staying by a young lady's side, would be quite nice too.

Yan Qingcheng reached behind herself and pressed lightly against her waist. She wondered whether, when she wore such professional attire in the future, she could fill out a pencil skirt properly, and whether she could possess Zhong Qing's shrewd, seasoned yet elegant bearing.

As she walked toward the library, Yan Qingcheng recalled how Zhu Juntang would curse that Liu Chang'an and Zhong Qing were in cahoots whenever they chatted. From Zhu Juntang's words, Yan Qingcheng knew that Zhong Qing treated Liu Chang'an very differently.

For instance, if Liu Chang'an