The clear, righteous gaze of the man before her didn't remind Zhuang Qingning of a scoundrel. In fact, him being a teacher reminded her of her past life, when she had been taught by a stern yet kind old professor. These memories brought inexplicable warmth toward the stranger before her.
Moreover, given the assignment she had just received…
For the sake of the sizeable reward, charge on!
"Please, come in." she said.
"Thank you, miss." Fan Wenxuan thanked her politely, following Zhuang Qingning through the door.
"Sister, you're back." Zhuang Qingning's younger sister Zhuang Qingsui flew over to her like a small bird upon seeing her return home, "I've already fed Snow Globe as you ordered - I cooked some chicken meat and chicken heart, even added some egg yolk. Snow Globe really enjoyed it."
Having quickly finished her words, Zhuang Qingsui tilted her head curiously at the stranger beside her sister, "And who is this gentleman?"