Xiang Wenxin said, "Everything seems quite nice. Brother Ma is going to take the IELTS next month. He's an old sage, picks up English quite quickly, pretty impressive."
"Oh? Hehe, it's true... back in the day, he was just a poor kid, but still managed to reach a senior official level in his forties, which couldn't have happened without being smart. Although he's a bit older for a Master's or PhD student, foreign education doesn't care about age, but about your learning spirit and creativity. It's a pretty good outcome for him."
"Yes, Brother Ma is indeed a very wise man. He escaped China's criminal law, got his freedom, and even met his biological son, a very outstanding young man. He's filled with strength inside, has a positive mindset, and this will be a great boost for his future life. I see that he's preparing to study the political landscape of East Asia, which probably suits him?"
"The political landscape of East Asia?" Liu Zhizhong was slightly puzzled, then laughed, "That's very fitting for him! I hope that in the future, he'll achieve great success."
"He should do. Because in China, he knows what to say and what not to say. But abroad, he has much more freedom of speech, he dares to speak the truth, so naturally, he will achieve a lot academically."
"Mhm, that should be the case! And Qingqing?"
Xiang Wenxin gave him a sidelong glance, "Yo yo yo... thinking about my little niece, are you?"
"Hehe, no... not really..."
"Not really? Then why ask?"
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Seeing him speechless, Xiang Wenxin couldn't help but burst into giggles, cheerfully saying, "Little Aunt Xin is just teasing you! Qingqing is recovering very well and is quite healthy now. Lately, she has started running and is preparing to start school in the fall."
"Which university will she attend?"
"My brother got her university information from China, arranged a transfer for her straight to Cambridge, still to study finance. However, it's a targeted sponsorship transfer. A 50 million pounds donation, no problem at all. But, if Qingqing fails any subject, she will leave school immediately and won't get a diploma. So, she's under a lot of pressure."
"50 million pounds? That's really expensive! But Qingqing is so talented, it won't be a problem, I believe in her!" Liu Zhizhong was shocked yet confident.
"Not expensive at all, it's just small change to them. The key is, Qingqing is very determined. She's already started chewing through finance textbooks in English, working very hard. She likely won't return home before getting her diploma. Can you stand it?"
Xiang Wenxin's last sentence was indeed malicious!
Liu Zhizhong was stunned, "Little Aunt, what are you saying? My relationship with Qingqing is purely innocent—"
"But Qingqing said you've kissed her!"
"That was just a moment of passion..."
"Jerk! Men from officialdom, all jerks! Anyhow, I don't believe that if Qingqing doesn't come back, you won't find another woman, hmm..."
"Uh... this, this..." Liu Zhizhong had a hard time responding to that and quickly looked forward, changing the subject, "Little Aunt, what's the plan? Are we exiting the highway for the airport soon? Are you going straight to the funeral home this time, or should we arrange accommodation first?"
"Let's go to the funeral home on the morning of the funeral. Arrange accommodation first?"
"Sure. Shall we stay at a five-star hotel, or..."
"Stay at your house, dummy!"
"No... Little Aunt Xin, a distinguished young woman like you traveling all this way, it's not proper to stay at my house instead of staying in a luxurious hotel."
"What's improper about it? I'm not unfamiliar with your house. It was Feng Xiaoyue who got it for you, a luxurious villa, pretty good. By refusing me, can only make me suspect you might be hiding a concubine, hehe... Now I'm even more eager to see who that sassy woman living in your house might be, hehe..."
Amidst the talking and laughing, that witty southern girl was a handful for Liu Zhizhong, and all he could do was to go along with her.
"Alright then, let's go! Please, Little Aunt Xin, come inspect my house!"
"Hmm, that's more like it! When we get to your place, open up the RV, let's grill some barbecue and have some drinks."
"No problem! Also, hehe, I've got some high-quality nourishing river delicacies in my car; they'll taste excellent on the barbecue. Little Aunt Xin, care for some fresh taste?"
"Oh? Well, I'll have to try that. Are your river delicacies more nourishing than top-tier seafood?"
"They're very nourishing, don't doubt it!"
"Pfft—I'll believe that when pigs fly..."
When they arrived at Liu Zhizhong's house, he parked the car on the grass in the yard, ungrudgingly crushing it under the weight.
Xiang Wenxin scanned the villa and with a meaningful gaze at Liu Zhizhong said, "You weenie, Feng Xiaoyue gave you such a nice villa? Are you two really having an affair? Otherwise, why would she? Did you cuckold my brother? Spill the beans!"