Qiaoqiao gestured: "Give me your hand."
Han Xiangdong glanced at Le Yao again.
Le Yao nodded.
Han Xiangdong then reached out his hand.
Qiaoqiao checked his pulse: "Hmm, he's really fine."
Le Yao knew that Qiao Qiao also knew traditional Chinese medicine. If she said it was nothing, then it must be nothing. So she didn't press the matter further. She just told Han Xiangdong that if he felt uncomfortable anywhere, he must tell him.
Han Xiangdong nodded hurriedly.
Then a group of people went to a hot pot restaurant. Eating hot pot in the middle of summer is even more enjoyable.
The atmosphere inside the Xishan Villa was not so good.
As soon as she got back, Cui Li unleashed a torrent of abuse on Han Guosheng, like a faucet being turned on: "You really raised a good daughter, she's siding with outsiders! What kind of father are you? How can you be so cowardly?"
Han Guosheng felt his head buzzing, but he couldn't get angry, so he could only patiently endure it: "I told you long ago, she's out of my control now."
Cui Li didn't know what else to say. After a moment of silence, she said, "Alright, we'll be staying at a hotel for the next couple of days. You should hurry up." Then she took her daughter and left.
Han Xueqian originally wanted to tell Han Guosheng about going out to play, but she encountered this situation and didn't dare to speak. However, her mind started working: how could she trick that brat into going to the hospital?
The next day was Friday. The closing ceremony started at 9:30 a.m., and then the subject counselors assigned some holiday homework. In the afternoon, we would have a holiday to start our summer vacation.
Le Yao got up early in the morning and specially made a big cake and a big box of cookies, which she delivered to the principal's office before the graduation ceremony: "It's the holidays, so I probably won't have time to make you any pastries. I made a lot of extra. These cookies can last for a week as long as they don't get damp."
"You're a quick learner," Ma Lin said with a kind smile. "To thank you for your filial piety, I've prepared a return gift for you." He then got up and pulled a snakeskin bag out of the cabinet.
Le Yao suddenly had a bad feeling.
"Here are one hundred sets of practice questions." Ma Lin smiled like a Maitreya Buddha. "Twenty of them are for previewing, and the rest are for reinforcement..."
Le Yao's lips twitched; she felt like crying.
"So moved you cried? Oh, no need to get so excited. After all, I'm a good principal." Ma Lin patted Le Yao on the shoulder. "I have high hopes for you guys. Remember to give it to me when school starts, and I'll grade it."
"Headmaster, you're repaying kindness with enmity!" Le Yao wanted to turn around and leave, but she didn't dare.
"You flatter me." Ma Lin picked up a cookie and put it in his mouth, making a crunching sound. "Your skills are getting better and better. Remember to bake some almond cookies next time, I like them..."
After giving the old man three eye rolls, Le Yao huffed and puffed as she walked away, carrying her snakeskin bag.
Ma Lin watched the girl walk away through the window before picking up the phone and dialing a number: "Ah Jue, you really went to great lengths... What? She made the pastries? No." He then hung up the phone.
Hmph, you want to steal his dessert? Not only will you not get a chance, we'll block your windows too.
Hearing the dial tone suddenly coming from the receiver, Nangong Jue felt so heartbroken that he couldn't even continue reading his novel.
"Boss, tomorrow is the Zhao family's banquet." Fang Ming came in and handed over an exquisite invitation. "This is the invitation, personally delivered by Secretary Zheng."
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