Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
“Class reunion?” Ling Tianya considered it for a moment, before agreeing to it easily, “Alright, I’ll be there. Send me the time and address, Xin Xin.”
Hearing that Ling Tianya had agreed, the woman seemed to have let out a breath of relief, her replies much more relaxed, “Okay! I’ll send it to you immediately!”
Soon after they had ended the call, Ling Tianya received the time and address from Xin Xin.
She stared at her phone screen for a while, before throwing it to the side and continuing with her script writing, as though the phone call earlier had never happened.
“Miss Ling, was that a call from the director?” Zhang Ke came in with a cup of coffee, gently putting it onto Ling Tianya’s table.
Ling Tianya didn’t raise her head, her concentration was fully on her script, her hand roaming up to pick up the coffee for a sip, not saying a single word.
Zhang Ke knew that this was what happens when Ling Tianya put all of her energy and concentration into the script, and so she didn’t further speak to Ling Tianya for fear of distracting her. She was merely sitting silently and working on her own work as well.
Zhang Ke’s position as Ling Tianya’s assistant was certainly not something that just dropped from the sky. When Ling Tianya was recruiting for female assistants as TY, there were thousands of people that applied due to wanting to work with her. There was no lack of people with amazing academic and working backgrounds, and also people that were absolutely gorgeous. Zhang Ke was the least outstanding out of the whole bunch and she was ready to give up. She had never expected in her wildest dreams that Ling Tianya would pick her, or even entrust many important tasks to her.
Zhang Ke’s biggest dream was to be able to have her own work in the future. It would definitely be something that would not embarrass her teacher.
“I have a high school reunion tomorrow night.” Just as Zhang Ke was getting invested in her own work, Ling Tianya’s voice suddenly rang out.
“High school reunion?” Zhang Ke blinked, “Miss Ling, didn’t you say that you didn’t have many good friends in high school? Why…”
“She was a senior that was pretty nice to me that invited me, no harm going.” Ling Tianya casually stood, stretching out.
“Miss Ling, you’ve only just come back to China, how did that senior get your contact number?” Zhang Ke’s expression turned concerned, “Could it be someone trying to harm you again? No, you can’t go to this reunion!”
Seeing Zhang Ke worry for her, Ling Tianya couldn’t help but chuckle. After all, Zhang Ke might have been shocked by the many things that has happened to Ling Tianya since they had come back to China. Right then she was so paranoid of anything and everything.
“It’ll be alright, I believe that Xin Xin invited me to the reunion sincerely.”
“What if she isn’t?”
“If she isn’t…” Ling Tianya downed the remaining coffee, before seating back in her chair, tapping her computer awake. “If she isn’t, then she had better wish luck was on her side.”
Finishing, Ling Tianya turned to continue editing her script.
Zhang Ke was stunned, staring at Ling Tianya. Ever since she had gotten to know Miss Ling, she had always been so calm and composed, as stable as a mountain, as though nothing could defeat her.
Zhang Ke silently clenched up her fists and swore to herself, that she must become someone as confident as her teacher!
On the day of the reunion, Ling Yuqing had taken special effort to dress up. In this group of people, she had always been carrying an air of superiority as the daughter of a rich man.
“Yuqing, you’re here–” Seeing Yuqing’s entrance, a well-dressed middle-aged lady had approached her enthusiastically.
“Yes.” Yuqing’s reply was curt, not exactly the epitome of respect.
Miss Gao’s brows furrowed, but she didn’t speak further. She just passionately invited Ling Yuqing in.
Quickly, Ling Yuqing became the center of attention, the pivot of all the bootlicking and venerance. Ling Yuqing watched as all the so called teachers, classmates, and seniors tiptoed around their words. Her ego was massively and satisfactorily stroked.
“Feel free to order whatever you would like to eat, as usual, I will pay.” Ling Yuqing spoke with all the arrogance of a rich person donating to the poor, her words cutting and pressuring.
“No need,” Just as Ling Yuqing had just finished speaking, Ling Tianya appeared in the doorway, “I’ve already left fifty thousand dollars with the receptionist, go ahead and order, if it’s not enough, I’ll just top up accordingly.”
