She paused, then continued, "Heaven really loves to play jokes. Just when I return to the country, I become Mingyu's new head teacher, and he's also Fan Shaoming's son."
Su Xiaoyue gave an 'oh' in response to Yan Ruoting's long-winded explanation.
From Fan Shaoming's reaction, it was clear that he either didn't recognize Yan Ruoting or had met her without remembering. His eyes were not like ordinary people's, who look straight at others—his gaze was aloof, as if looking high above everyone else. How could he possibly remember Yan Ruoting?
And Yan Ruoting's explanation sounded like a provocation, a show of authority, as if to say to her: I'm an old acquaintance of Fan Shaoming, you, the newcomer, had better keep to the side.
Seeing that Su Xiaoyue remained unfazed and unaffected by her words, Yan Ruoting didn't continue. She bid farewell to Su Xiaoyue and left.
Su Xiaoyue watched her depart.
"What are you looking at her for?"
A cold voice came from behind her, Fan Shaoming's.