Chapter 556 - 575: After All, the Young Lady Is So Proud and Simple

As for that kind of question—

Mei Lin, of course, disdained to answer. After all, she was in the nobles’ finance department.

At this point, someone might ask: If it’s the finance department, why add the "nobles" part?

Is it because everyone studying in it is a noble? That’s right.

This department had another nickname at Federation University: the "Donation Department." As long as you donated a building, a Mecha, or Crystal Stones to the school, you could get in.

If someone from her own social circle had asked at a ball, Mei Lin wouldn’t have thought anything of it when she answered. After all, many people in her circle were the same.

Buying this and that... if it was a problem money could solve, wasn’t that perfectly normal?

But in Jiang Qiuqiu’s circle, the credentials these people had—

Outstanding student of the Mecha Department.

Outstanding student of the finance department.

The perfect GPAs mentioned in casual conversation.

When they got bored waiting for food, they’d even reminisce about how hard it was for them to get into Federation University.

To tell these people she was from the nobles’ finance department... Mei Lin felt terribly embarrassed.

It was a complete loss of face.

So, she fled again.

Turning off her terminal, the young miss seemed a little dejected.

This prompted Jiang Jiang, who was tidying the bed, to put down what he was doing. "Miss, what’s wrong?" Before coming here, the old Duke had taken him into a small room and sternly warned him, time and again, to keep his distance from the young miss.

The Duke, who had always been pleasant and affable during their previous conversations, seemed to have realized something from their chats. His words had become extremely arrogant: "You need to recognize your place."

"You should be very clear on who the young miss is, and who you are."

"I don’t like to see her unhappy, but you must also remember—you are nothing more than a thing that can make her happy. A thing that I purchased with Star Coins."

Those words were nothing short of devastating.

But the objective had been achieved. If his heart had to ache, then so be it. It didn’t matter anymore.

"I’m complaining about our family’s genes."

The young miss spread her arms. "It seems I only inherited my mother’s beauty. And speaking of which... my B+ spiritual power isn’t bad, so how can I have absolutely no patience?"

"I didn’t inherit even a shred of my father’s perseverance."

She propped her chin on her hand. "Which is why, when it came to enrolling in university, I could only get into the so-called nobles’ finance department."

"Studying is so boring."

She was always exceptionally willful. It was clearly her own decision to attend school, for which Duke Dais had even paid a whole building.

Yet from the young miss’s lips came just one word: boring.

She even started attacking Duke Dyson for being soft-hearted. "It’s obvious Dad didn’t force me to study and work hard when I was little. Otherwise, I’d also be a B+ Spiritual Power User who was good at something by now."

"Oh well, I can’t blame Dad either."

She finally recalled that back when her mother was still alive, she couldn’t stand the slightest hardship. She would go out for a bit of training, only to come back, pout, and throw herself into her mother’s arms.

She would cry, and her mother would cry with her. Her father was a complete slave to his wife and daughter. With his two treasures, one big and one small, both sobbing, how could he possibly stand it?

Besides, the Dais family was already wealthy enough, and he could provide for his daughter for a very long time. So he stopped forcing Mei Lin and just told her: "As long as you’re happy."

In the blink of an eye, she had been "happy" all the way until now.

The wave of happiness from her memories made her a bit sleepy. Mei Lin turned and saw that Jiang Jiang had already made the bed.

"Alright, I’m going to rest now."

"This place is pretty much clean now. You should go rest too, Jiang Jiang. See you tomorrow."

"Yes, Miss. See you tomorrow. I wish you sweet dreams."

"You never used to say that. Sweet dreams to you too."

If his dreams were like today, then everything would be fine.

With the Duke absent, the ambition that wasn’t his to have surged so powerfully.

The young miss was so proud, yet so naive.