Hidden identities of the AI Heiress

Chapter 285: Chapter 285 Who is Jingjing?
 

The floral room was positioned directly across from the side door of the villa.

Mrs. Lin couldn’t see Qiao Yun, but Qiao Yun could see her, she just couldn’t hear what she was saying.

All she could see was Mrs. Lin tugging and pulling with a man in his thirties.

Whatever was said, Mrs. Lin became somewhat agitated and eventually even started crying.

The man looked pleading, and finally, Qiao Yun saw Mrs. Lin nod her head, apparently agreeing to something.

The man then softened his expression, probably comforting Mrs. Lin.

The two didn’t talk for long, and after the man left, Mrs. Lin looked around before hurrying back to her room, though her expression was far from good.

“What are you looking at?”

Lu Shiran came back holding a pile of potato chips and beef jerky. He followed Qiao Yun’s gaze but saw nothing.

Qiao Yun said with a calm expression, “Looking at the flowers.”

She indeed was looking at flowers, it was just that she accidentally saw Mrs. Lin.

Lu Shiran: “Oh.”

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He didn’t ask any further and pulled Qiao Yun to start discussing the answers for the midterm exam.

Qiao Yun had a good memory, so she simply took out a pen and swiftly wrote down the answers.

Lu Shiran was dumbfounded, staring at Qiao Yun as if he had seen a ghost.

“No, how can you remember so clearly?”

Qiao Yun said in confusion, “Don’t you remember after doing it once?”

“You remember after just one go?”

“Yeah.”

Lu Shiran began to doubt his own status as a top student.

Before Qiao Yun arrived, he had always been the first in the city, but he didn’t have a memory as good as Qiao Yun’s.

Lu Shiran held his forehead, a sad expression on his face, “Never mind me, I want some quiet.”

Qiao Yun frowned: Jingjing? Who’s that?

After Lu Shiran was silent for a while, he looked over the answers Qiao Yun had written and found them to be all correct.

Well, he wanted even more quiet now.

Lu Shiran didn’t want to study anymore and simply pulled Qiao Yun to play video games.

If he couldn’t beat her at studying, surely he could at gaming, right?

Then he found that Qiao Yun, after watching the game process just once, played invincibly thereafter, defeating him completely.

Lu Shiran: “…”

Now, not even Jingjing could save his wounded soul.

The three hours passed quickly, and the old lady got up too, taking out the collaborative cake effort with her grandchildren from the fridge, her sense of satisfaction through the roof.

The three of them divided up the cake.

The old master happened to come in and complained, “Old lady, why didn’t you save me a piece?”

The old lady bluntly said, “You didn’t participate in making it, so there’s no share for you.”

The old master puffed his beard and glared angrily, turning to Qiao Yun to say, “Qiaoqiao, will you accompany me to the art exhibition club tomorrow?”

Qiao Yun nodded her little head, “Can do.”

“No, why do you guys have to compete with me? Today, grandma competes with me; tomorrow, grandpa competes.”

The old lady teased, “Can’t help it, who made us old? You have to respect your elders, you know? Naturally, we come first in everything.”

Lu Shiran was almost mad with frustration.

Watching this familiar scene, Qiao Yun actually felt it was very heartwarming, and her gaze unknowingly softened.

*

Qin Huan was in a good mood today because the Lu Family had decided to collaborate with the He Family. She believed it was because she had spoken highly of them to Ya Man, which had enabled the cooperation to come together.

But Qin Huan didn’t know that the Lu Family’s strength was even more robust than the He Family’s, so if there was a collaboration, it was the He Family coming to them eagerly seeking it.

Ya Man’s interaction with Qin Huan was also driven by the desire to collaborate.

Qin Huan, having had little education, would not have qualified to enter the Lu Family had it not been for carrying Lu Shiran. Therefore, she didn’t understand business matters either.

However, her good mood dissipated when Mrs. Lin came to her asking to borrow money.

“Borrow money? Haven’t I given you quite a bit over the years? Do you still need to borrow?”