Lu Shiran felt a sense of pride with no hint of inferiority because Qiao Yun was so outstanding.
The old man was so happy he couldn't contain himself, "It's no surprise that she's my granddaughter. She's truly brilliant, and her brains must be an inheritance from me."
The old lady retorted, "Shameless, with your intelligence, how could Qiaoqiao possibly inherit from you? Don't flatter yourself."
The old man snorted coldly, "Who knows? It might be a case of skipping generations. Our ancestors could have also had people as smart as Qiaoqiao."
The old lady rolled her eyes, nearly defeated by the old man's gall.
Qiao Yun couldn't bear to burst their bubble, but in truth, her intelligence was innate.
Lu Rui said with a mix of laughter and helplessness, "I would have never guessed you two were related like this, I've always suspected that Director Pei had designs on you."
