"Hello everyone!"

Shen Que stood like a recognized little wife in front of Jiang Cheng’s many relatives, straightening his back with bright eyes.

The fastest to react was Teacher Qi.

She quickly walked over and looked Shen Que up and down.

"So you’re Comrade Shen Que, Jiang Cheng often mentions you."

Jiang Cheng quickly chimed in to introduce, "This is Teacher Qi."

"Hello, Teacher Qi, thank you for taking care of Jiang Cheng."

Shen Que proactively extended his hand for a handshake.

Teacher Qi extended her hand with a smile, "She takes good care of us too."

"That’s because you gave her the opportunity."

Shen Que’s words made Teacher Qi burst into hearty laughter.

"You two really are a couple."

As Teacher Qi spoke, several other teachers walked over.

The students were curious too, but they were somewhat "awed" by Jiang Cheng.

After all, when she gets serious, she’s pretty formidable.

Jiang Cheng quickly introduced the teachers to Shen Que, who had a great memory, remembered them almost all at once, and spoke politely with sincerity, so the teachers’ initial scrutiny turned into satisfaction.

After everyone exchanged greetings, Jiang Cheng chose not to take the bus but instead walked back with Shen Que.

The teachers understood and didn’t disturb the couple’s reunion.

After the bus left, Jiang Cheng and Shen Que headed towards the guesthouse.

It was already nine o’clock, and there were fewer people outside. The sky was dark, and the two held hands openly.

"Where are you staying?"

"I’m staying near the west gate with Master Zhu and a few directors from S City."

Jiang Cheng thought for a moment and asked, "So how will you get back later?"

Shen Que put Jiang Cheng’s hand into his pocket and said casually, "I’ll run back later, it’s not far."

Jiang Cheng instinctively glanced at Shen Que’s leg.

"Don’t worry, I’m fine, I’ve resumed training."

Jiang Cheng was slightly surprised, but Shen Que wouldn’t joke about his health.

The hand Jiang Cheng had in Shen Que’s pocket was playfully moving.

"With all this training... how’s it going? How many abs do you have now?"

Jiang Cheng’s mischievous fingers poked and prodded, making Shen Que’s waist ticklish. He said in a low voice, "Stop it... I’ll show you when we get back."

"Pfft—" Jiang Cheng couldn’t help but laugh, tilting her head to look at Shen Que.

"Alright, I’ll be waiting. Keep up the good work with your training."

Shen Que’s ears turned bright red, but he willingly responded, "I will do my best."

Jiang Cheng withdrew her gaze and leaned closer to Shen Que, practically walking side by side.

Along the way, Jiang Cheng talked about what she had been doing in Beijing, and Shen Que talked about things at home.

"Before I came, Aunt specifically reminded me not to talk too much, saying this is your time with her."

Jiang Cheng immediately understood what Grandma Shen meant.

"Exactly, my gossip time with Grandma Shen is exclusive to us."

Shen Que’s indulgent and affectionate gaze fell on Jiang Cheng, and he asked with a hint of temptation, "Then when is my exclusive time?"

Jiang Cheng pretended to think for a while, then motioned Shen Que to bend down. She tiptoed and whispered in his ear, "When I see those abs."

If not for the darkness, Jiang Cheng might have seen Shen Que’s face instantly turning crimson.

"Actually... I already have them now."

Shen Que tried to respond calmly, then quickly stood up and took Jiang Cheng’s hand out of his pocket.

"Ahem— it’s too warm in there."

Jiang Cheng: I think your heart’s too warm.

But Jiang Cheng didn’t expose him; she had initiated the teasing after all.

A man in his twenties is indeed susceptible to teasing.

No worries, in just a week they could go home.

Thinking of this, Jiang Cheng directly linked her arm through Shen Que’s and said, "What do you think about having the wedding when we get back?"

Shen Que stopped in his tracks.

"We can’t."

The disappointment in his voice at the "can’t" made Jiang Cheng pause; what had she overlooked?

"Silly... did you forget about the Spring Trade Fair?"

Jiang Cheng suddenly realized.

The Spring Trade Fair takes place at the end of April and early May, and they were already in March. Once the special training ended, it would be time to finalize the booth allocations for the event.

"Oh right... so after this manufacturer’s conference, we’ll decide on which manufacturers will go to the trade fair?"

Shen Que nodded.

"Exactly, we’re here to compete for a spot. Our mechanical factory brought small agricultural machinery, Director Lu brought pickled cucumbers, Factory Director Fang brought the four-piece sets you mentioned before, the ceramics factory brought a whole new set of designed dinnerware, and there are other new products from the furniture and shoe factories."

Jiang Cheng felt a surge of excitement hearing this.

These were all industries from S City.

"If everything goes well, I might be able to join you at this trade fair."

Shen Que sounded a bit excited, "Then I can witness our most brilliant translator in action."

Jiang Cheng’s smile was radiant, her chin lifted slightly.

"Just watch; I won’t let you down!"

The two shared a smile and continued walking forward.

Shen Que walked Jiang Cheng to the guesthouse before returning to where he was staying on his own.

Jiang Cheng headed to find Teacher Qin and Teacher Cao to discuss the arrangements for the day after tomorrow.

Director Leng had arranged for Jiang Cheng to give a lecture lasting half a day.

Teacher Qin and Teacher Cao had long known about this arrangement and simply advised Jiang Cheng to perform well, assuring her not to worry about anything else.

After their discussion, Jiang Cheng returned to her room and studied with Teacher Qi for another hour before preparing for bed.

Teacher Qi had endless admiration in her heart. There were many geniuses, but not many who could consistently work hard and continue to forge ahead.

The next morning, Jiang Cheng continued to be busy with translation training.

That evening, Shen Que showed up as usual to pick Jiang Cheng up, but this time he brought a bicycle.

On the third day, Jiang Cheng set off for the place where Shen Que and the other directors were attending class.

At the same time, the teachers from the translation training also decided to attend the lectures since understanding the trends of various countries helps with better translation; the two were not in conflict.

However, Jiang Cheng was unaware of their visit.

The product seminar lasted five days, with ten lectures. Jiang Cheng was the first, opening the event.

When Jiang Cheng arrived at the seminar venue and was led into the speaker’s lounge by staff, nine pairs of eyes looked at her, making it hard to ignore their displeased stares.

Jiang Cheng, initially planning polite introductions, immediately changed her strategy. Sometimes you’ve just got to put on airs, or else people might think you’re easy to bully.

She walked straight in without looking sideways and sat in the center seat; if you’re going to be high-profile, why not go all out?

The others, seeing such unabashed behavior from Jiang Cheng, looked even more displeased.

One of the women directly asked, "Are you Jiang Cheng?"

Jiang Cheng glanced over with a dominant look, her voice lacking its usual friendliness.

"If you mean Jiang Cheng, who surpassed all of you studying abroad to become the first speaker, then that’s indeed me."