Chapter Thirty-Five: Knowing the True Identity

  "I think you should know what it is, Uncle." The gentle tone sounded a bit calculating.

  "You little scoundrel, you're trying to blackmail me?" Looking at his unchanging expression as he tried to intimidate him, he felt slightly surprised.

  "Uncle, how dare I!" But his facial expression clearly said "I'm blackmailing you!"

  "Alright, what do you want to know? Speak up!" Principal Yan closed the file in his hand and looked at his nephew with a serious expression.

  "I want to know what you know." He believed his uncle would understand what he wanted to know.

  "Alright, you want to know? I'll tell you. But you have to keep it a secret!"

  "Alright, go ahead!"

  ……

  "What did you say? She's Old Man Lin's daughter?" He looked at his uncle with a bit of incredulity, believing that he wouldn't lie to him, but reality was still hard for him to accept.

  He had always thought she was just an ordinary girl from a humble family background, but it turned out that her father was the chairman of Lin's International Logistics Group!

  "Right, isn't it unexpected?" Principal Yan looked at his nephew with a pleased expression. He rarely saw anything that could surprise him so much, and today he was fortunate enough to see it, how could he not feel pleased?

  "It's unexpected that there isn't, but it seems you're a bit pleased with yourself?" Yan Ziyu glanced at him and elegantly sipped the water from his cup, maintaining an calm expression.

  "You! You just like to bicker with your uncle!" He looked at this excellent child in front of him and smiled helplessly.

  Watching him grow up, last time he was furious with the student union members because of Lin Yu Chen's matter, he wouldn't not understand what he is thinking in his heart.

  He raised his head and asked seriously: "Then why did she hide her identity?" He didn't understand, she would rather endure other people's bullying than reveal her true self.

  "How can you be so clever for a lifetime, but foolish for a moment?" He smiled and looked at his nephew, continuing: "She doesn't like those superficial things, pursuing the most excellent dance is her dream."

  "Dance?" As soon as he said that, he couldn't help but think of the day he saw her dancing in the rain, and her eyes that were obsessed with dance, as if in her world, dance was her true life.

  "Uh-huh, she has her own dreams and pursuits, so I respect her choice."

  "I understand."

  In the bright principal's office, the white chrysanthemum on the windowsill is blooming radiantly. The holy and clear color always makes people think of the strong and persistent travelers on the road to chasing dreams.

  Xia Weiya sat on the ground quietly watching the people practicing dance, looking at her serious expression, it reminded her of Xin Yi.

  Before she entered the student council, she had also seen her efforts and seriousness. However, everything in reality is easy to change, and we who have not yet learned to be strong.

  "Vivian? What are you thinking about?" Lin Yu Chen slowed down and walked towards her, the already chilly autumn air not making him feel too cold even in his thin clothes after finishing dance practice.

  As soon as she sat down on the ground, she received the jacket that Xia Weiya had thrown over to her. She smiled gently at her, and her concern made her feel very warm.

  "Be careful not to catch a cold!"

  "Thank you!" She smiled at her with her eyes narrowed, feeling the joy of being with her spreading in her heart. She was her first friend and also the most important one.

  "That day on the court, he was a bit overboard, but..."

  "Vivian, don't mention him to me! Don't ruin my good mood today." She said with a bit of helplessness.

  She's not that kind of person, it was just a first kiss, and if it didn't work out, then so be it. It's already become a thing of the past, why is she still trying to avoid it like an ostrich? She's not stupid!

  "Light rain, let's skip class and go out to play today!" She suddenly thought of something, her eyes sparkling with dazzling stars, a mischievous expression.

  "Play hooky?" She looked at her in a somewhat disbelieving way, never having thought that this obedient girl would make such a request.