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Su Mian was stunned, not having expected that even the esteemed Pei Ya, in his youth, had been penalized with copying assignments, a sentiment she, as a poor student, could empathize with.

Qiao Yun did not mention the misunderstanding, as the Lu couple were good people, and she did not want to put them in an awkward position.

Mrs. Li, upon seeing Qiao Yun, immediately said gently, “Qiao Yun, hello, do you remember me?”

“Yes, hello.”

Qiao Yun’s demeanor was neither humble nor arrogant, completely unaffected by Mrs. Li’s imposing presence.

The Lu couple thought Mrs. Li was referring to having seen Qiao Yun when she was a child.

However, Mrs. Li had indeed met Qiao Yun a few years ago.

But at that time, Mrs. Li mistakenly thought she was a student of “MR.Q”.

Qiao Yun neither denied nor confirmed this, clearly indicating the misunderstanding was still ongoing.

“I’ve always wanted to meet you, and I took this opportunity to see you.”

Mrs. Li had not expected Qiao Yun to be the lost child of Su Mian—what a miraculous twist of fate.

Since Qiao Yun was MR.Q’s student, she naturally would take care of her to some extent, and who knows, maybe she would meet MR.Q in person one day?

That would truly be meeting a legendary figure, someone who had created wonders that catapulted the nation’s technology to new heights.

“So you are Qiao Yun.”

Mr. Li looked her up and down, nodding with satisfaction, “Not bad, a good child, no wonder Miaomiao always praises you.”

Miaomiao said in her sweet voice, “Qiaoqiao, you are now my new goddess.”

Lu Ting’s face froze.

So the Li couple had actually come for Qiao Yun?

They were not here to attend her coming of age celebration!

At that moment, her face burned with shame and humiliation, standing aside like an outsider, watching the Li couple show their concern for Qiao Yun, she felt herself burning up.

“Director Lu, this is your eldest daughter? She’s really beautiful, your Lu Family is blessed.”

“Give it a few more years, and she’ll grow into a great beauty…

“Such a lovely child, just looking at her makes one want to dote on her.”

“…”

Some people, upon seeing both the Li couple and Pei Ya praising Qiao Yun, although not understanding why Qiao Yun had gained the favor of these influential figures,

decided that praising her was the right thing to do, and so they excessively praised her.

Qiao Yun was not particularly adept at handling these pleasantries, so she simply nodded in acknowledgment.

The Lu couple were quite confused by the situation, but everyone liked Qiao Yun, and they were happy, engaging warmly with the guests.

Lu Ting’s position became extremely awkward in an instant; it was her night to shine, yet she became a supporting character.

Her heart sank bit by bit.

Qiao Yun had just returned, and she had stolen so much of the limelight, even attracting Pei Ya. Was this woman a reincarnation of a vixen?

This coming-of-age ceremony would be an unforgettable humiliation in her lifetime!

…

Qiao Yun finally managed to escape from the group of doting elders.

She left the hall and went to the garden.

Shortly after, Pei Ya appeared, looking at the somber-faced, stern-eyed young girl.

Pei Ya swallowed hard, feeling intimidated!

Qiao Yun had warned them previously not to disturb her life, and yet he had taken it upon himself to visit her.

Qiao Yun looked at Pei Ya, bringing back memories.

Pei Ya was a young beggar she had picked up from the roadside; as he grew older, he assisted her with liaising tasks, serving as her aide and also as her nanny and bodyguard.

In his free time, he enjoyed bringing her gifts, not expecting that this time he’d present himself as a gift.

But the lesson had still to be taught.

Qiao Yun kept a stern face, giving herself an air of a family elder.

“You don’t listen.”

Pei Ya felt that Qiao Yun, like a little red-eyed rabbit, although fierce, was somehow very adorable!!!

However, he still needed to humble himself, so the six-foot-tall adult man said pitifully,

“Can I copy it 500 times?”

Humble Pei Ya seeking forgiveness online.

Qiao Yun: “…”