The people who come after only see Qian's grades, but have no idea how tough it was when she first started her business. With a child in tow, she couldn't land any jobs, and when the child got sick, she couldn't afford medical care. At her lowest, her teacher never gave up on her and offered a lot of support.
But when she succeeded and stood at the pinnacle of glory, the teacher who had always taken care of her gave her a hard slap and said he was disappointed in her. Even if Qian were to be reborn, she could never let this go.
Holding her breath, she wanted to prove herself to her teacher once more.
"Stay and have lunch here, then go to class," Liu Linlin now looked at Qian with a hint of satisfaction.
The PhD students she was mentoring didn't have the kind of flair Qian had. This kid was really something.
"Then after lunch, could you perhaps have a talk with my class advisor about earning credits in advance?"
"No."
