Mrs. Cheng didn't recognize Lin Zhishu.
After all, when Lin Zhishu came to Jing City, he wasn't this tall and wasn't wearing glasses.
Cheng Yuan was about to explain, but Lin Zhishu proactively introduced himself.
"Mrs. Cheng, it's me, Xiaoshu."
"Lin Zhishu, the one who always played with Yuan when we were kids. Don't you recognize me?"
Mrs. Cheng was taken aback and looked at him again closely.
Lin Zhishu quickly took off his glasses, and Mrs. Cheng finally recognized him.
She clapped and her face was full of joyous surprise.
"Oh my, Xiaoshu, you've grown so tall, and now with glasses, I can't recognize you! So handsome!"
"I just heard from Yuan last month that she ran into you. It's really fate."
Mrs. Cheng sat down, holding his arm, and looked at him with admiration.
"Truly handsome. Yuan said you're one of the first batch of graduate students in the nation; your grades are excellent!"
"Unlike our Yuan, whose grades are neither here nor there, always worrying me"
