The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities

Shen Zhiyu raised his lips: "So, this is why you want to score even if you don't learn English?"

Xia Beiqing fiddled with his head: "If my uncle knows that I have a zero score in the test, he will definitely kick me out. I have called and warned me several times before. I don't think my uncle loves me at all!"

Shen Zhiyu lifted Xia Beiqin's face, his eyes behind the lenses were gentle, like a spring of spring water: "Poor Beiqin kid..."

Xia Beiqing raised her eyebrows and was very upset: "Don't call me kids."

"I was young, so what do you call your kid?" Shen Zhiyu couldn't help laughing.

Xia Beiqing slowly leaned over, leaning close to Shen Zhiyu's ear, and said in a calm voice, "Call me...husband!"

Shen Zhiyu covered his mouth: "Don't talk nonsense!"

Xia Beiqing smiled and bent her eyebrows, pulled Shen Zhiyu's hand away, and suddenly threw him onto the sofa.

Ruan's house, on the table.

Ruan Bingde has not returned yet.

Ye Meipan told Ruan Feiyue: "It's been a few months since the college entrance examination. Don't relax. Practice drawing, and you can't leave the cultural class."

She intends to send Ruan Feiyue to the Academy of Fine Arts.

Ruan Feiyue nodded obediently: "I see, mother."

Ye Meipan looked at Yunci again, and saw the girl holding her head, sitting loosely, chewing the food in her mouth, she couldn't help sighing secretly, and she didn't bother to say anything.

This kid doesn't expect her to take a college entrance examination. It just needs to be mixed with a high school graduation certificate. Even if she is good at art, her cultural classes are no good.

"Mom, isn't Dad coming back yet?" Ruan Feiyue asked suddenly.

Ye Meipan looked out the door with a serious expression: "The company is busy recently, let's eat first."

After dinner, each went upstairs.

As soon as Ruan Feiyue arrived on the second floor, she heard footsteps coming downstairs. She leaned on the railing to see that Ruan Bingde was back.

Ye Meipan walked up to him and asked in a low voice, "hasn't the matter been settled yet?"

Ruan Bingde shook his head: "This time it's too tricky."

The expressions of both of them are not very good.

After a while, Ye Meipan went upstairs, Ruan Feiyue walked up to her and asked, "Mom, is there something going on? Dad seems to be very busy these days."

Ye Meipan didn’t want to say anything, but looking at Ruan Feiyue’s concerned expression, she sighed and said, “Your father has done a project recently, and the company’s capital cannot be turned around. This project can’t be let go. You need a lot of money, you can't borrow, and you can't borrow so much in the bank. Now I'm thinking of a way, don't worry about it, and study hard."

"Need money?" Ruan Feiyue bit her lip. After thinking for a moment, she suddenly had an inspiration and hurriedly said: "Or... let Dad stocks, I heard that the stocks can be doubled overnight. Turn over."

Ye Meipan immediately scolded: "Fei Yue, what are you talking about, this kind of thing can't be touched randomly, and your father doesn't like stock trading the least, he will definitely not agree to it!"

"Mom, my friend Ji Ran and his father are both good at trading in stocks. As long as I ask him for help, I will definitely make a profit!"

"Ji..." Ye Meipan was shocked: "Is his father the famous stock tycoon in our capital."

Ruan Feiyue nodded.

Ye Meipan felt incredible: "Why did you become friends with his son?"

Ruan Feiyue smiled sweetly: "Ji Ran didn't have good grades. He asked me to help him with tuition before, so I met him like this."

Ye Meipan touched Ruan Feiyue's little face: "We Feiyue are really good."