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This was a strategy Xue Shiqiong had not anticipated.
They had not laid their cards on the table and demanded Tiantian outright. Instead, they had cleverly arranged for Chen Hua to become Ji Tiantian's master.
Such an apprenticeship honored their blood ties while avoiding any suspicion over their formal relationship, and left room to maneuver in the future.
What a fine trick of morning dew quietly nourishing all things.
An impressive maneuver indeed.
Hah, how similar this was to her own approach just now-politely declining Bo Xian'er on the surface, yet privately agreeing to call her Grandma.
At that thought, her heart tightened. The proposal for Chen Hua to take Ji Tiantian as his disciple was certainly no simple spur-of-the-moment idea.
In that case, could Bo Xian'er's earlier test of offering to take her as an adopted granddaughter have held a second layer of meaning?
And her response at the time had inadvertently revealed her stance toward this secret, as well as how willing she was to accept it.
The Chen Clan had clearly proposed this solution with a complete plan in mind, having already factored in her reaction.
Then who, exactly, had meticulously orchestrated all this behind the scenes?
Bo Xian'er? Unlikely.
The Chen Clan produced talented people in abundance. Why would she need to trouble herself with devising it?
She raised her starry eyes toward Chen Xiaojun, who was leisurely sipping tea across from her, and Chen Hua, who was calmly waving his fan.
This was clearly a meticulously arranged chess game.
From their first meeting at the Winding Stream Banquet that night, to the visit to deliver the invitations, to today's half-veiled revelation.
Even that display of conception and the carefully measured gifts had accounted for her, Jixiang, Ji Tiantian-no,