Tang Su stared at Lu Han and herself for a long time after they left, unable to retract her gaze.
"Ms. Lin, I'm going to paint now."
Qin Wanwan was completely oblivious to Lin Xue's strangeness and didn't sense that Lin Xue was overly flattering her uncle, Lu Han.
After all, she had just turned eighteen, not long into adulthood, and her parents had protected her well throughout her upbringing, leading her to be overly innocent now.
If someone was kind to her, she would return the favor, if someone harbored ill intentions, she would simply ignore them, never considering revenge.
Not to mention, if someone pretended to be kind with ulterior motives, she wouldn't be able to detect that either.
Seeing Qin Wanwan was about to leave, Lin Xue reached out and pulled her back, "Wanwan, just now, your teacher saw that you were surprised when your uncle asked you to call someone 'auntie.' What's the matter? Didn't your uncle invite you for a celebration drink when he got married?"
