Liang An poured himself a cup of tea, gently swirling the cup. His ordinary square face showed no fluctuation, but Hua Yan perceived in his casual glance both disappointment and implicit expectation.
"No need to be so eager to distance yourself from me. No matter how disgraceful I am, I wouldn't do anything to a little student like you. Actually, I quite admire you because you surprise me. How are you able at the tender age of just over ten to see things with the mind of an adult? It certainly stands to reason that a child admitted into Beijing Fourth Middle School is not just one among many. I would love to meet your parents now, to see what kind of people can nurture such an outstanding child as yourself?"
"Oh, you likely won't meet them. They're very busy and barely manage to care for me. How could they possibly meet you? Still, I thank the director for looking after me. If there's an opportunity in the future, I'll have my parents treat you to a meal. Now, may I leave?"
