He didn't remember who this woman was, but Lu Nanchen certainly remembered Su Liqing, and his impression of her was profound.
She had been his Mathematics teacher in high school, his mentor who managed to find many avenues and past exam papers. Eventually, she guided Nanchen to participate in one competition after another, winning one award after another.
However, a few years ago, she had passed away from stomach cancer at a bit over sixty.
Hearing the name, Nanchen halted in his steps, his gaze shifted from straight ahead to Shen Ruchu.
"I am Shen Ruchu from the class next door, Su Liqing's granddaughter." Shen Ruchu said with a hint of excitement in her voice.
After seven years, she'd finally seen him.
"Please have a chat with me out of respect for my grandfather. After that, you can go." Shen Ruchu took the initiative to say.
There was no hesitation in her inviting Nanchen to stay.
