Chapter 89 - Tacit Understanding Between Father and Son (1)

As promised, Lin Shuwen returned the same time on Sunday and brought along with her a quite handsome man who was dressed quite chicly.

Lin Shuwen’s colleague was quite fashionable. On top of that, he had a delicateness that could only belong to a man in the field of art. He had spent some time working with his comely features making them all the more elegant and eye-catching. His disposition made him stand out among a crowd. As soon as he walked inside, he immediately captured the attention of all the girls that worked there – working at a coffee shop that was somewhat well known on the internet, they have no shortage of fashionable, handsome men among their patrons, but those that came with star quality were few and in between.

Never mind that her little buddies were stunned by him, even Yan Shuyu, who was used to looking at class A male god like Zhou Qinhe and prided herself as having “seen it all” still had her breath taken away when she first saw him. She didn’t need her colleague to notify her before she walked up and said, “Hi, Instructor Lin, welcome.”

“Good afternoon, Ms. Yan.” Smiling, Lin Shuwen introduced the two of them, “This is my colleague Liu Ci. Liu, this is Ms. Yan, the one whom I have mentioned to you previously. She’s Yuanjia’s mom.”

Not only was Liu Ci refined and delicate, he was also very gentlemanly. He reached out his hand first and said to her, “I have heard a lot about you, Ms. Yan.”

“You are too kind, Mr. Liu.” Yan Shuyu smiled as she replied in a natural and poised way.

When she reached her hand out, she almost thought the one shaking hands with her was a beautiful woman and not a handsome man. Of all the men she had encountered in the past, she had never felt a hand that was smoother and softer than Liu Ci’s. Not even the well-pampered boss. This must be what it was like to have never lifted a finger in one’s life. Along with his actions, she almost thought she smelled a subtle aroma.

This being her first time meeting such a metrosexual man, she had a strong urge to ask him for the brand of perfume and hand lotion that used. Even as a female, she didn’t think her taste could rival his.

Luckily, Yan Shuyu remembered that they had a real issue to discuss today, a very important one at that. She needed to be on her best behavior. Which was why she finally suppressed all her thoughts and put on a serious look as she chatted with her two new friends.

As they didn’t settle the matters yesterday, both Zhang Yuanjia and Yang Zifeng were at the stop today to provide Yan Shuyu with moral support.

But their presence did not contribute much to the conversation. Perhaps, Lin Shuwen wanted to emphasize her neutral standpoint. After they have sat down and chatted for a little bit, she suddenly asked, “Manager Yang seemed to have mentioned in the past that Ms. Yan was also familiar with the cello?”

The moment that Liu Ci saw Yan Shuyu, he was already wavering. It was a rarity for someone to be that beautiful. Otherwise, with Yan Shuyu’s qualifications, she probably didn’t even meet the minimum requirements to work at their business, let alone their training institution.

But, her beauty wasn’t what caught Liu Ci’s attention. His focus was on Zhang Yuanjia. If they wanted to prime Zhang Yuanjia to become their star pupil and help recruit new students, then for the sake of long-term cooperation, they should agree to employ a pretty woman like his mother.

Even as a child, Zhang Yuanjia was already so good-looking. With his mother’s DNA, for sure he’d not outgrow that in the future. He would only become more and more outstanding as he aged. On top of that, he was quite talented in the realm of music. Right now, Liu Ci almost felt confident that he had a “Piano Prince” in the works. Even if Zhang Yuanjia’s mother was just a pretty face, he’d still try to arrange a decent job for her. Granted, it’s even better if she has real qualifications to back it up. Afterall, the more outstanding the parents are, the more potential the kids would possess.