Jiangnan City, having confirmed that there would be no more attacks, Lin Ziyan had resumed her work as a teacher.
Teaching at school was partly an act of rebellion, and Lin Ziyan also liked the work of educating people; to her, it felt sacred.
Of course, since she was too rich, too beautiful, and had such a strong background, yet insisted on teaching, it did not come without its fair share of gossip.
Things like how she only knew how to dress up beautifully and came to school just to show off, to coat herself with a layer of teacher's gold for a bit more bragging capital.
Lin Ziyan had heard these kinds of gossip so often, she just listened without taking them to heart.
After all, she was willing to listen to the kind words of those who were good to her, but the malicious words of those who were bad to her, she treated as if they were barking dogs.
