After dinner, everyone sat in the living room for a casual chat, when Second Uncle Qiao's son Qiao Song suddenly asked: "Lianlian, you're only twenty years old, have you graduated from university?"
"Qiao Song!" Uncle Qiao's son Qiao Lang glared at him displeased, then looked apologetically towards Luo Lian: "Lianlian, don't take it to heart, Qiao Song is just like that—speaking without thinking. You're only twenty years old, there's still plenty of time."
Luo Lian smiled faintly: "I graduated with a bachelor's degree last year, and I'm currently a first-year graduate student, but my advisor has already arranged with the school that I can return to France for exams at scheduled times."
Old Madam Qiao glared fiercely at Zan Feng, knowing full well that it must have been her idea to prompt Qiao Song, wishing to remind everyone that Luo Lian's level might drag down the Qiao Family.
