"Oh, so Chairman Xue had no such intention!" Zhong Niangyao nodded, looking as if she had just come to a realization, "However, these past few days, everyone has been saying you were planning to take Shen Yixue as your disciple. She seems to think so herself."
"I really had no such thought," Xue Zhi shook his head and continued, "Though I do admire Miss Shen Yixue's paintings, accepting a disciple is a matter that requires caution, and I have not yet decided."
No sooner had he spoken than all eyes in the room fixed on Shen Yixue, who was standing on the stage.
Shen Yixue's face turned deathly pale, her lips quivering, unable to utter a word. She wished she could just faint and end it all, but she didn't dare feign unconsciousness, fearing that being discovered would only lead to greater embarrassment.
The situation had not yet resolved, for Zhong Niangyao spoke again.