Chapter 1382: Chapter 511: I Am the Evil Nanny (Part 13)_3

Not over yet!

After the wedding banquet, Zhao Yan moved with her real mother to the staff dormitory of University A.

"This is Grandma Feng on the first floor, she is a retired teacher from University A and an expert in biology!"

He Tiantian pointed to a prosperous-looking old lady holding a leash with a golden retriever and introduced in a whisper.

The mother and daughter spoke as they walked forward.

He Tiantian politely greeted the old lady, "Teacher Feng, taking Huanhuan out for a walk, huh!"

The old lady saw He Tiantian and her mother and tightened the traction rope, responding with a smile, "Yes, Huanhuan likes to play with the kids in the small park."

After saying this, the old lady looked Zhao Yan up and down, the smile on her face deepened, "This is your daughter, right? Oh my, the young girl is really pretty!"

This wasn’t mere politeness; Zhao Yan really was quite good-looking.

The girl was at an age of seventeen or eighteen, her face full of collagen, exuding youthful vitality, and a bright presence.

Her features were delicate, her figure well-proportioned, with a slight baby fat on her face.

She appeared to be a bit plumper compared to those girls obsessively pursuing whiteness, youth, and thinness, but this made her more likable to older people—she looked blessed!

"Hello, Teacher Feng!"

Zhao Yan felt the old lady’s goodwill and quickly smiled and greeted her.

"Oh, oh, good, good! The young girl is really polite!"

The old lady exchanged a few pleasantries and then took the golden retriever for a walk in the yard.

Watching the old lady’s back, He Tiantian suddenly said, "This Teacher Feng seems like an ordinary retired old lady, doesn’t she?"

Zhao Yan paused, looked again at the old lady coaxing a plump golden retriever like coaxing a child, and slowly nodded.

Indeed, she seemed quite ordinary, just like many retired old ladies in the city.

But He Tiantian continued, "Do you know that this seemingly ordinary old lady was hired as a consultant by a provincial biological research center after her retirement, earning millions a year!"

Zhao Yan’s mouth opened wide in shock.

No way, just such an inconspicuous little old lady, actually earning millions a year.

This, this is still "consulting fees," she is a retired teacher from University A, her pension must also be considerable.

"The old lady is getting on in years, her energy isn’t what it used to be. Plus, her children don’t want her to work too hard. Otherwise, if she were to take on more ’part-time jobs,’ she would earn even more!"

Zhao Yan: ...

"And that old man over there, see him, the one holding a bag of steamed buns?"

He Tiantian quietly pointed to a white-haired old man standing under the shade of a tree in the small park, watching two other elders play chess.

Zhao Yan followed her real mother’s finger and indeed saw a lean old man.

He was wearing a tank top, black pants, holding a plastic bag in his hand.

With hands behind his back, slightly bent over, both in dress and demeanor, he looked just like any other idle old man seen on the streets.

"He is Professor Wu, a retired teacher from the Department of Chemistry, holding several patents, earning hundreds of thousands annually just from patent licensing fees."

He Tiantian said lightly, "It’s said that before the old man retired, he had assets of tens of millions and purchased several properties."

"Yet the old man still lives in the old staff dormitory, buys steamed buns for a yuan apiece from the canteen, and eats canteen dishes for three or four yuan a serving!"

He doesn’t wear luxury brands, doesn’t live in a villa, and isn’t particular about his eating and drinking.

It’s not that he doesn’t have money, but that he’s long risen above the shackles of wealth.

Although he may not be able to boast like some rich people saying, "money is just a number," for some old professors and experts in the family quarters, money truly isn’t the most important.

Zhao Yan fell silent, deeply shaken inside.

Her worldview was undergoing a major reshaping.

Of course, such words, if spoken in the past, Zhao Yan wouldn’t be inclined to listen.

Because the class difference and environment were different.

Words like these would seem like mere slogans, having no real effect on her.

Great principles are understood by everyone, but not everyone can become a "Wise Man."

Now Zhao Yan is no longer the nanny’s daughter but has a professor stepfather, and the circle on Professor Qiao’s side has also accepted Zhao Yan.

Zhao Yan stepped into a higher class, and her inner self consequently began to change.

Perhaps she will still feel inferior, but not as severely as before.

Her confidence, her inner strength are gradually building up.

Zhao Yan’s transformation is not only about class mobility but also due to her real mother’s influence—

After marrying Professor Qiao, her mom was no longer the timid, unsophisticated middle-aged rural woman of the past.

She started learning to cook, obtaining qualifications like a nutritionist certificate.

And her appearance, temperament, were changing day by day.

In less than two months, her real mother, "He Xiutian," shed her rustic look, replaced by a unique aura emanating from within...