To her constant busyness, Qi Yun sees only disdain—exiled for ten years and living a pauper's life, could she still be considered a young miss?
Thus, for several days, she has ignored Qin Yu during meals. Of course, the latter didn't mind her either.
However, there are always people who care about Qin Yu.
"Huh? The school wants me to represent Mr. Qin at Qinghai University tomorrow?" Qin Yu, currently practicing boxing, was somewhat surprised when Uncle Zhang informed her.
"There is a sudden project in France that requires Mr. Qin's personal attendance, and the attendance at the centennial anniversary of Qinghai University tomorrow was something Mr. Qin had agreed to a long time ago. Plus, it is a tradition for the Qin family. It wouldn't be good to break the promise, so someone from the Qin family needs to attend in his stead."
"Oh, can't Mrs. Qin go instead?" Qin Yu casually asked while swinging her fists.
