"What? Selling the villa?!"
Yuan Zhi was so anxious that her eyes popped out.
We have just moved into the villa we live in and haven’t even met all the neighbors yet, and you’re going to sell it?
Absolutely not!!!
"It doesn't matter if you're recuperating outside all year round, but if we sell the villa, where will we live?"
"Aren't there still so many houses?"
"Those houses can be used as places for people to live? They're not even as good as doghouses."
"The houses are all in good neighborhoods. Others can live there, so why can't you?"
"Can the environment of the residential complex be compared with that of the villa area?" Yuan Zhi said loudly and confidently, "Besides, what kind of good neighbors can there be in those places? Even if you don't consider me, you should consider our son! When entering the society in the future, the most important thing is connections! What kind of good family can you meet in a shabby residential complex? I say, what's wrong with you asking Wen Chengyi for a favor? As long as it can preserve everything we have now, you would even kneel down and kowtow to him. For the sake of your own face, you even disregard your son's future?"
"How dare you blame me? My son's behavior is bad, and the company is on the verge of bankruptcy. Whose fault is it that has come to this?"
"Yes, it's my fault. It's all my fault, okay? But now that it's happened, is it meaningful to just keep looking for who's at fault? Old Wang, are you so cruel as to watch all our hard work go to waste just for the sake of so-called face?"
Wang Tai lowered his head and covered his face, unable to utter a word for a long time.
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Saturday.
Wen Xi was woken up from bed by Mu Fu early in the morning.
When it comes to waking up children, parents all have their own unique ways, and Mu Fu is no exception.
She would neither lift the quilt nor shout at the top of her lungs.
As a teacher, she is more elegant.
It is usually performed by playing the piano.
"Fighting Typhoon" is her regular repertoire.
Before the song was finished, Wen Xi woke up and couldn't wake up again.
How can I not wake up?
The typhoon is coming.
Wen Xi opened her sleepy eyes and grabbed the alarm clock on the bedside table. It was only 6 o'clock.
She usually doesn't get up until 7 o'clock on weekends.
What's wrong with my mom today?
Wen Xi washed up and went downstairs yawning.
The table is already full of breakfast.
"Come and eat, don't you still have tutoring?"
"Tutoring?"
Wen Xi shuddered. If Mu Fu hadn't reminded her, she would have forgotten about it.
"By the way, Mom, how did you know I have tutoring on Saturday?"
She took a sip of porridge and asked with some confusion.
Mu Fu handed her the vegetable pancake and said, "Mr. He called us a while ago and said that as long as you study hard with his grandson, you will have no problem getting into Y University. I heard that his grandson has a very high IQ. He got two doctorates at the age of 18 and was even invited by Y University to give a lecture. He is really a hero in his youth!"
Mu Fu sighed and reminded her daughter, "But they still have to take care of the company. You shouldn't bother them on weekdays. Just make the most of the weekends. Come on, eat quickly. Don't dawdle. The car to pick you up is waiting outside. Don't keep them waiting."
Wen Xi: “…”
She had been counting on her parents, thinking they would be too embarrassed to help her turn it down.
But looking at the current situation, it seems that it is impossible.
He Da Lao's academic aura is too bright...
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Wen Xi quickly finished eating and went out with her school bag.
"Good morning, Miss Wen."
"Good morning, Secretary Kim."
King Kong, who was standing next to the car, saw her come out and hurriedly opened the car door with a smile.
"Why haven't you eaten yet?" Wen Xi handed him the snack in her hand, "Try it, my mom's cooking is really good."
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