Xia Chuyi, upon seeing this, hurried to console her, "Alright, alright, don't be angry. How could it be as difficult as she says? Don't the professors in the History Department employ servants? Relying on an assistant to live by?"
"It's impossible," Xia Chuyi continued, "there must be some hidden reasons behind this."
"Besides, what if I could do well in a job that others failed at? There should surely be some benefits to assisting a professor in the History Department, right?"
"Even if it means serving someone, treating her like an elder in the family should do, shouldn't it?"
"The fact that they're looking for an outsider to help suggests that there might not be any younger family members in the professor's household, or perhaps they're not at home."
"So, thinking of it as helping someone out is a good thing too."
Jiang Shuqin shook her head and looked at her for a few seconds, saying, "Chuyi, I've realized that you truly are a kindhearted living Buddha."
