Chapter 90.2
“You are a good classmate of my daughter’s, right?”
A distant voice sounded in the hallway, Su Ling who was in a daze opened her eyes and saw a man dressed in suit nearly 50 with a mustache walking toward here and once again heard him say, “I heard you are only eighteen years old. In this young age you’re already attending the Imperial College, it’s really admirable.”
Walking in front of her, he introduced himself: “Hello, I’m Demi’s father, Horn.”
Hearing he was Demi’s father Su Ling’s heart skipped a beat. The reason was very simple, the once neatly arranged organized villa was totally overturned with scattered bottles, plates, gifts and so, and coupled with the strong smell of alcohol was in the room.
It was not know whether Su Ling’s face flushed because of alcohol or embarrassment, she subconsciously stood up and greeted him: “Uncle Horn, hello, I’m Su Ling.”
Most Nolan people could clearly pronounce the names of Shangxuan people. For example, George and others would just call Su Ling. The Shangxuan people’s words and sounds slightly different from modern Chinese.
“Su Ling.” Horn laughed.
Su Ling, years of living in slum had gained her lot of experience, so the next instant she knew the other party wasn’t as kind as he looked on the surface. But she wondered why he was showing goodwill to her?
Horn continued: “Uncle will give you a gift as well, as a thank you for taking care of my daughter.”