Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
In the past, Madam Yan Ruyu always focused on results when discussing Shen Qinghuan’s education.
After today’s meal, she warned herself that she needed to pay attention to the process of her child’s hard work.
“Huan Huan.” After the meal, when Shen Haotian left to retrieve the car, Yan Ruyu spoke to Shen Qinghuan, “In the past, Mom gave you too much pressure. Life as a high school student will be even more busy. Remember to take it slow and give yourself sufficient time to rest.”
Perhaps earlier, the attention she had attracted at the music restaurant had startled her mother.
Wasn’t there a certain saying that went this way-
[The world of a genius is often the most simple.]
Right now, both Father Shen and Mother Shen believed that her sudden improvement across many areas was a result of her fervent hard work.
On the other hand, Shen Qinghuan was worried she would frighten her parents if she told them the truth. After all, she had the experience of a twenty-four years old adult. The matter of reincarnation was as ridiculous as the plots one would see in criminal dramas.
“Mom.” Shen Qinghuan responded lightly, “I will pay attention to do so.”
Yan Ruyu watched her daughter’s obedient and mature appearance, feeling her guilt worsening. She took the initiative to hold Shen Qinghuan’s fair elbow.
Shen Qinghuan’s almond shaped eyes contained light. She was aware that all of the changes that had occurred were a direct result of her actions.
In her previous life, things did not move as smoothly.
Back then, Wen Huaibei had visited an internet cafe without bringing any money, and Shen Qinghuan had left the meal behind to go help him. Mother Shen, who had promised the restaurant owner to let her daughter play was deeply humiliated.
Shen Qinghuan leaned her head against Yan Ruyu’s arm. If she hadn’t gone on stage to perform earlier, a fight worse than anything the mother and daughter pair had ever experienced would have happened today.
Thankfully, all of the original trajectories were susceptible to change.
Shen Qinghuan’s phone was filled with upset messages from Wen Huaibei.
In the past, Shen Qinghuan always feared making Wen Huaibei upset. A simple reproach from him would have had Shen Qinghuan surrendering and sending him money instantly.
It seemed the consequences of pursuing a dog was that one would often end up having absolutely nothing left.
Shen Qinghuan smiled coldly and freed up one hand as she blacklisted Wen Huaibei’s number, even taking her phone card out. She then lightly and decisively tossed it into the trash bin nearby.
Yan Ruyu wasn’t sure what Shen Qinghuan had seen. However, considering her recent change in mindset and that she was about to attend high school, she felt she needed to give her daughter the space to face her own problems.
Shen Haotian finally returned with the car, and the family of three chatted happily on the way back home.
At School A, the advanced class would begin two weeks earlier than regular classes. Thus, Shen Qinghuan rejected Father Shen’s wonderful plan of travelling to America. She decided to spend the remainder of her vacation studying the entirety of the high school curriculum.
Li Xiaojie did not score well enough to be eligible for School A. In the end, she applied for a vocational school and was accepted within days.
When Li Xiaojie received the acceptance letter, she immediately thought that Shen Qinghuan must have received it as well. Thus, she called to ask with hypocritical intentions; however, her call was not accepted.
Li Xiaojie refused to give up. She tapped on Shen Qinghuan’s QQ application’s display picture of a grey wolf. Yet she did not expect Shen Qinghuan’s account to be closed.
In the end, she learned through WeChat from the class leader, Zhou Zihan, that Shen Qinghuan had been admitted into School A.
How was this possible?
No, the Shen family must have accomplished this by spending a large sum of money.
Why didn’t Shen Qinghuan share such big news with her!
Li Xiaojie immediately wrote a message to the class leader, Zhou Zihan: Class Leader. Did you send the post the wrong picture on your feed? Was Shen Qinghuan really admitted into School A?
Zhou Zihan responded quickly: She was. You’re her best friend. Don’t you know about this?
Li Xiaojie typed her response with some guilt: Ah. Of course I know.