Bigshot Mr. Fu’s Wife is Sweet and Wild

After Dong Meilan spoke out the plan in her heart, she felt extremely relaxed.

The eldest daughter is seventeen, and she will be eighteen after June of the new year. She is also an adult and can fully bear the burden of the family.

She is an older sister, and it is her responsibility to raise her three younger brothers.

After all, their husband and wife are both in their forties, and after a few more years of retirement, they can only raise three children with a meager pension, which is completely unrealistic.

Today's children are all gold-eating beasts. It costs a lot of money to go to kindergarten, elementary school, junior high school, high school and university, not to mention there are various training courses.

This money is not something the couple can afford, and their eldest daughter must help them share it.

After Qin Jianxi finished listening, she sneered in her heart, sure enough, that was their plan.

Hanging eyes, "It's impossible to drop out of school. The college entrance examination will be in a few months. I want to go to college and go to college. If you don't let me go, I will... go to the TV station and the media to expose you, saying You favor sons over daughters, and tell everyone that for the sake of your son, you will not let me, a prospective college student, take the college entrance examination."

Ignoring the ugly face of the other party, he continued to speak: "If you want to have a second child and have a son, then you can raise it yourself. You have no right to prevent me from going to school."

If they dare to have a second child without the ability, who gave them the courage?

Dong Meilan was so angry that she grabbed something and threw it at Qin Jianxi.

Qin Jianxi saw that what was being thrown was a glass and kept reaching out to catch it, so he caught the glass.

"No right? I am your mother. If I tell you not to go to school, you are not allowed to go to school with me. If you want to go to school again, you are dreaming. Let me tell you, from now on, you can take the three of you at home with peace of mind. Brother, otherwise, don't blame me for not recognizing your daughter."

When Qin Jianxi heard the last sentence, she smiled.

"Then don't recognize me, anyway, it's impossible for me to bring up your child. If you let me take care of you, when the time comes, my heart will not go well, I will fall and beat me, and I will be a little out of control. After all, I can't live a good life, why should I let others have a good life?"

Dong Meilan was furious, "Get out, get out, from today on, don't recognize me as your mother, don't stay in this house."

She wants to see, without her mother, without this family, can this white-eyed wolf survive outside?

Firstly, Dong Meilan was really angry, and secondly, she wanted to frustrate the eldest daughter and let her accept the brutal beating from the cruel reality.

A girl who is only seventeen has no money and no friends, and she has to go home obediently in the end?

When the time comes, she will teach her a good lesson.

"That's what you said, I won't come back after I leave." Qin Jianxi just didn't want to stay in this house for a moment.

"Get out, get out immediately." Dong Meilan blushed with anger.

Although Qin Jianxi was not feeling well and had a fever, she still got up to pack her things and put all the books on the desk into her schoolbag.

When she was about to pack a few thick clothes, Dong Meilan stopped her, "Since you are so stubborn, don't take the clothes I bought."

Qin Jianxi snorted, is this her real mother?

In such a cold day outside, she was not allowed to bring clothes?

So I put on a thick school uniform directly, "This is issued by the school, and I used the money from my scholarship."

The original owner's grades have been very good since she was a child, and she has a scholarship every semester, that is, the first half of the third semester of high school. Because she has to take care of her mother and younger brother, her grades fell out of the top ten, but For others, the twentieth grade is pretty good.

One line is steady.

It was originally in the afternoon, and the last world was over. Later, when the application was completed, I discussed with the editor and wrote for a while.

So, write again.

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