In Hudson River Park, the indifferent girl with exquisite makeup and expensive fur coat shrank sensitively from the old woman who wanted to pat her on the shoulder.

"Teacher, why are you here?" Clinique frowned. She had spent a lot of effort and suffered a lot before she went abroad successfully and became a successful person envied by others. The appearance of her teacher reminded her of the nightmare in the mountain ditch.

The old teacher seemed unconscious of her malicious resistance, and the frowning old face smiled kindly all the time, but in Qianqiu's eyes the kindness of the past now looks very annoying.

"Nothing much, the teacher saw...