Song Ning could not help but sigh as she said, "If my mother were still around, both of you would've gotten along very well..."
An Ran smiled and replied, "If Teacher Zhuang were still around, I'd pester her to accept me as her student and follow her for the rest of my life. Don't worry. Even if Teacher Zhuang isn't around, I'll make sure her legacy, Zhuang Ji, stays around. Song Ning, I believe she's watching us from heaven so we must work hard!"
"That's right! We must work hard!" Song Ning could not help but be infected by An Ran's enthusiasm. She was always filled with positive energy whenever she was around this group of people.
...
When the food was prepared, Jiang Jin had just gotten up from her nap after receiving her acupuncture treatment. Since she had rested well, she was in good spirits. When she saw the table filled with dishes, she asked tentatively, "Song Ning, is there anything I'm not allowed to eat?"
Song Ning smiled and said, "No, you can try all of them. You just need to pay attention to the amount you eat."
Jiang Jin was delighted by these words. She turned to Jiahui and said excitedly, "I'll listen to Song Ning. I'll do whatever she tells me to!"
Jiahui patted Jiang Jin's hand and said, "That's right, Grandma. Even our classmates listen to her. When we're studying for our exams, we'll ask if certain topics would come out during the examinations. If she says no, we'll skip them; if she says yes; we'll study them crazily. That's why we nicknamed her our class treasure'."
Jiang Jin laughed before she asked, "Is Song Ning really so amazing?"
"Of course! Everyone in our class likes her. Two days ago, our professor even lamented that our class is learning much more compared to other classes because we don't plot against each other. Because of our treasure, we don't fight among ourselves at all. She usually shares her notes with us. Nevertheless, she's always first even if we're all studying the same notes! Well, we're not as diligent as her so we have no complaints," Jiahui said as she laughed.
Jiang Jin was filled with pride when she heard Jiahui's words.
At this moment, Song Ning placed a chicken wing on Jiahui's plate and said, "Alright, alright, don't talk so much..."
All of them chatted happily among themselves as they enjoyed the meal when Uncle Jiang suddenly came into the dining room. "Old Madam, Madam Ning is here to see you."
Jiang Jin was stunned. "Madam Ning? Which Madam Ning?"
Meanwhile, Song Ning's chopsticks clattered to the floor.
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