My Waist?

People often said that a father's debts should be repaid by his son. But Professor Liu's father and Professor Liu Jianshe had once been colleagues, with very little contact between them. Xiangtan University was enormous; teachers did not necessarily see one another every day. Thus, when they reunited many years later, Liu Chang'an had little memory of An Nuan's grandfather from back then.

Professor Liu's father had not provoked him either, so making the son repay the father's debts felt somewhat embarrassing. But Professor Liu was always causing trouble. Since the goal was to teach her a lesson, having the granddaughter repay the grandfather's debts was perfectly reasonable.

Liu Yuewang frowned. Her grandfather had settled in the Capital long ago and had not visited South Hunan in many years. Still, he had used his old connections and current resources to provide Professor Liu with considerable help in her work... otherwise, at most, Professor Liu would have made associate professor by now.

As for the matter of her grandfather's election to the academy back then, Professor Liu knew certain inside details that differed from Professor Liu Jianshe's account.

She straightened her waist and shifted into a relatively elegant pose, trying to make herself seem more imposing. With a cold laugh, she said, "Grandpa may be a little older than you, but you're still from the same generation, aren't you? When you went down to the countryside back then, Grandpa stayed with a local family. Their eldest son was killed by a zombie while digging a well. Do you remember that?"

Liu Chang'an straightened up and looked down at Liu Yuewang from above. Professor Liu had an alluring figure, especially while lying on her side like this. No matter how she squeezed her legs together or twisted her waist into a pose,