The next day was Monday, and Zhuang Su returned to school.
She realized she didn't know much about Su Chengxuan; if her mom hadn't mentioned it, she wouldn't have known about his family's situation.
After class, Zhuang Su saw An An and couldn't help but call out to her.
"Miss Zhuang…"
An An smiled and walked over, and Zhuang Su took An An to her office.
"An An, I have some delicious cookies here, want to try them?"
"Sure…"
An An was always a little foodie, and since she returned to the Zhuo Family, her tastes had become even more refined.
Zhuo Junyue quietly adhered to a rule: raise his daughter well.
That way, she wouldn't be easily lured away by others.
Watching An An savor the cookies, Zhuang Su hesitated a moment, "An An, can you tell me about your Uncle Xuan? I heard he once kidnapped you."
An An quite liked the flavor of these cookies; she hadn't tasted them before.
She nodded, "Yes."
