Ms. Wu watched Chu Jin walk away,
her eyes slightly deep with concern.
She was worried that this young girl had been blinded by fame and fortune, unable to see clearly the path she ought to take.
In her decade-plus years of teaching, she had seen too many students like her.
She hoped that Jin would follow her heart.
Not to be so eager for quick success and immediate benefits.
Because she hadn't chatted with Ms. Wu, Chu Jin quickly returned to the classroom.
"What did Ms. Wu want with you?" Miao Xinran leaned over and asked.
Chu Jin suppressed the excitement in her heart and tried to keep her tone as calm as possible, "Nothing much, just that a TV station wants to interview me, that's all."
But no matter how well she hid it, the hint of pride that showed on her face was evident.
She had lived for eighteen years.
Even though she had once been a wealthy young Miss, and her studies had always been excellent.
But she had never been this powerful.