Yun Ya didn't want to embarrass her, so she smiled and said, "You've flattered me so much that I'm embarrassed."
"I'm serious, I really admire you. Some people even say you're a top graduate from the University of Washington in the United States. You're only eighteen, aren't you? It's incredible. I used to doubt it when others said it, but after meeting you in person, I believe it now. There really are geniuses in this world, and you are a genius among geniuses." Mo Pianpian's words could rival Yan Xing's, and Yun Ya kept listening to her, occasionally smiling and responding with a few words to avoid the atmosphere getting too awkward.
An Ying's home is a bit smaller than her and Brother Yan's wedding house, but it's spacious enough for three people. Because of the temporary move, the house was a bit messy, but the decor was still quite high-end. The maid, seeing the lady bringing guests back, hurriedly brewed some tea and brought it out.
