Zhu Mengtong pursed her lips in a slight smile, with a hint of teasing, she said meaningfully, "It seems that Miss Su and I are quite in sync, thinking about the same thing... Miss Su, don’t you think?"

Su Jiameng’s forehead was covered with black lines, feeling that Zhu Mengtong’s style seemed a bit off. Just moments ago she was cool and domineering, scaring away the woman coveting her man, and now she’s playfully teasing her with the air of a mischievous girl?

Speaking of which, does your husband at home know you’re this fierce outside? Su Jiameng stepped aside, gesturing for Zhu Mengtong to sit, and calmly said, "Since it’s said to be fate, why not sit down and have a good talk? I’ve always heard of your name but never seen you in person, now it’s finally accomplished."

Zhu Mengtong didn’t refuse, looking at Su Jiameng with a scrutinizing and evaluating gaze.

How to put it, ever since Zhu Mengtong learned about the existence of Su Jiameng, she has always presented herself in a very mysterious way. She’s arrogant in action but indeed has the capital for arrogance, drawing resentment masterfully, making people grit their teeth yet unable to really dislike her...

If she were a bit older, it wouldn’t seem too abrupt, at most one could say this person is truly a prodigy. But... she’s only sixteen this year! Of course, if even the age information is fabricated, Zhu Mengtong would have nothing more to say.

"Mrs. Liu..." Su Jiameng pondered over the address, feeling quite displeased about the scrutiny from the other, "I wonder if I did something wrong to make Madam look at me this way? If we have any conflict, it should only be that misunderstanding..."

"As you said, it’s a misunderstanding, how could I let a misunderstanding weigh on my mind?" Zhu Mengtong became interested, with a slight smile on her lips, she said thoughtfully, "You don’t quite seem like a sixteen-year-old, whether in behavior or speech..."

By rights, Zhu Mengtong and Su Jiameng should have a twenty-year age gap, which should account for a significant generational gap. But when Zhu Mengtong spoke with her, she found it didn’t feel like an elder talking to a teenager, more like peers conversing.

"Some people... are just more mature for their age." Su Jiameng pointed to herself, speaking boldly, "Even though I’m just this young, I’m already a mother of two babies. If I still had a childish mindset, wouldn’t I be holding back my kids?"

Parents are a child’s first teachers in life, teaching them how to speak, protecting them as they learn to walk, telling them how to be a person... It seems simple, but it’s a heavy responsibility. If parents haven’t learned to be mature, how can they guide their children?

Zhu Mengtong understood Su Jiameng’s point, realizing the other didn’t intentionally strike her sensitivity, but still, the topic of children always pricked her heart a bit. She quickly adjusted her mindset, smiling knowingly, "What you say makes sense, perhaps being a mother makes one more mature and strong than before..."

Su Yanjing, a teenage boy squeezed between an older and a younger woman, suddenly felt utterly superfluous!

He couldn’t help but want to quickly finish his meal and leave, if only! But he resisted the urge to leave... For some reason, he felt that between Su Jiameng and this Simoles Deficiency Syndrome patient, there was a subtle vibe, another layer of meaning beneath their surface words.

Although Zhu Mengtong hadn’t become a mother, when she got married, she had a great anticipation for this role, having researched plenty of relevant theoretical knowledge. In this regard, she was much more knowledgeable than Su Jiameng. Leveraging the topic of children, the two chatted joyfully.

Finally, Su Jiameng shifted the topic to Zhu Mengtong’s "Simoles Deficiency Syndrome", frowning puzzledly, "I’ve overheard some of Madam’s conversations with Sergeant An before, and there’s something I’m quite baffled about, could you help clarify?"

Su Jiameng knowing An Xiangjiao was something Zhu Mengtong was aware of, so she didn’t find anything unusual when Su mentioned her.

Probably due to women’s intuition, she felt that Su Jiameng’s upcoming words would pique her interest, "As long as it doesn’t involve confidential matters, feel free to ask. Meeting each other on the virtual network is a kind of fate too, isn’t it?"

"Hmm, since that’s the case, please pardon my intrusion." Su Jiameng lowered her eyes, she wasn’t overly kind-hearted, she just felt she could use her connection with Zhu Mengtong to inspire high-level research into telekinesis. Even knowing it probably wouldn’t yield progress, she still wanted to try!

"I’ve had an incident before, here..." Su Jiameng pointed to her head, smiling slightly, "I experienced memory loss, can’t recall many things. But if I encounter familiar or related people or objects, it becomes clearer..."