However, this feeling - it's just for her - what the Queen Mother is looking forward to most is to have a grandson, is she still taking measures?
If the old man found out, he would be beaten with a stick.
But she couldn't stand the poor anxious look in her eyes - Harvard, Harvard - these two words had recently driven her crazy. Like a gambler, she was about to put her all in.
After all, this is the fastest, fastest and most effective way to increase one's "worth" - if you don't seize this opportunity, you will be a real fool.
"Fool, didn't I tell you? I will definitely let you pass the exam."
She was suspicious: "How can you guarantee it? You are not the one who gave the exam questions. I don't believe it."
"The big deal is that you won't pass the exam this year. You can come back next year..."
She was completely speechless. Did she think she was an eighteen-year-old college entrance examination candidate? If you can't do it this year, you can come next year, and if you can't do it next year, you can come next year... Children and grandchildren are endless. One day, Mr. Fan Jin will also pass the exam, right?
He laughed loudly: "Xixi, don't worry, I said there is a way, and there is a way."
Then she said angrily: "Forget it, I'll get up and study right away."
He still pulled her: "Let's sleep a little longer. Today is the weekend, and it's not even eight o'clock yet."
She was annoyed, "Who said that? Unless you can make money in bed, don't stay in bed?"
He laughed loudly and still held her tightly. It was not my nature to stay in bed, but it was helpless. The spring night was short and the sun was shining brightly. From now on, the king did not go to court early.
With a vixen in your arms, who can still work hard and stay awake all night long?
Fortunately, he is really not an emperor. For ordinary people, if you just get out of bed, the people in this world will not live in poverty, and there will not be rivers of blood.
Of course, at most, someone can't get into Harvard.
He smiled sinisterly.
That night, Liu Daqing's mother and daughter also had a long talk.
It turns out that mother and daughter have not been so close for many years. All this is due to the power of gossip. Only when women talk about gossip will they ignore the rapid passage of time.
"Mom, are you really satisfied with Yan Xixi?"
"what you think?"
"Anyway, my attitude is average. I neither oppose nor approve. After all, I am the eldest aunt, and it is not my turn to make the decision."
"If I say that I have never been satisfied, do you think I have other options?"
"..."
Wang Dongmei was very curious: "Mom, did you really prepare a red envelope? I had forgotten this before. The two of them have been together for more than three years, and they actually want a red envelope."
Liu Daqing opened the text message on his phone and handed it over: "Read it yourself."
The text message was sent during the day: "Mother, I have the guts to ask you something. Please respect our country's customs and prepare a red envelope for your daughter-in-law who comes to your home for dinner for the first time. It doesn't matter how big or small the red envelope is, but it must be there. It's a great kindness."
Thank you."
Wang Dongmei laughed heartily.
"Mom, why is this boy Dong Lin so embarrassed? Logically speaking, there is no need for him at all. We are not new acquaintances. They have been together for several years. Moreover, he bothers us all day long to look for this and that, so that
Yan Xixi goes to study, what’s the matter? Which man pursues a woman like this? Isn’t the price too high? Mom, you can just let him take whatever he wants?"
"Do you think I want to take care of his business? Isn't this helpless?"
Wang Dongmei disagreed: "What do you mean you can't do anything? If you really ignore Yan Xixi, I don't believe she is putting on airs. Why should she put on airs in our house?"
