Probing and Hints

Capitalists never rose early without profit. Zhu Juntang admired Liu Yuewang greatly, but that did not stop her from fully exploiting Liu Yuewang's remaining value. So she brought Liu Yuewang back to Baolong Center as a backup plan against Yan Qingcheng making her attend lessons.

As a teacher, Liu Yuewang had not wanted to do this sort of thing. But first, Zhu Juntang had saved her, and second, perhaps a student like Zhu Juntang simply was not suited to traditional teaching methods. With such psychological resistance, tutoring would not teach her much anyway.

Liu Yuewang sat in a small boat. With her elegant yet charmingly youthful air, slender white neck, exquisitely tailored qipao, and the riot of colorful flowers around her, any casual snapshot looked like a gorgeous magazine spread.

Liu Yuewang did not particularly like the kind of selfies that showed only a face. Environmental portraits better highlighted her temperament. After taking a few herself, she had Zhu Juntang take several for her as well. She found that Zhu Juntang was quite skilled at photography, especially in her choice of filters, which fully took Liu Yuewang's outfit into account.

"Miss Zhu, you know Professor Liu too, don't you?" Liu Yuewang probed without giving anything away. Liu Jianshe and Yan Huaye had chosen Zhu Juntang's place for their date, so their relationship was naturally quite close.

Zhu Juntang probably did not know that Liu Jianshe and Liu Chang'an might be the same person. With a secret that shocking, only a handful of people in the entire world usually knew—and Liu Yuewang was naturally one of them.

Although Zhu Juntang was no ordinary girl, she was still too young. For such an important secret, people generally had the tacit understanding to keep it from her.

"Grandpa Liu!" Zhu Juntang called out