"What secret? Come on, spill it!"
Shen Jiayue's gossip gene kicked in.
Geng Lele glanced in the direction of the kitchen before whispering, "Do you know who the eighteen-year-old with white hair is? I was bored the last couple of days, so I used our school's computer lab to check his IP address..."
Shen Jiayue blinked in confusion, "How can you check IP addresses? Isn't that hacker stuff?"
Geng Lele waved her chubby little hands. "It's super easy; you can learn it in no time. You've graduated from college. You can't possibly not understand this, right?"
Shen Jiayue was speechless. Mom, I've been dealt a heavy blow. I need to go back and repeat a year of school!
Chen Yan, who had initially thought there wasn't much to discuss with a high school student, now just wanted to tear up her master's degree certificate.
