Being watched by Wen Ying, Wen Dongrong cleared his throat:
"Xiaoying, you did very well in this high school entrance exam. Dad is very proud of you. I'm not only proud of you getting 578 points, but also that you insisted on taking the exam despite being sick and achieved such a result. This is a manifestation of willpower overcoming illness! After you enter the provincial key school, you will face more challenges. I hope that you can strive to win challenges and overcome difficulties just like you did in this high school entrance exam, and win a bright and beautiful tomorrow for yourself!"
Ha, this is the father Wen Ying is familiar with.
Wen Dongrong was not wrong. He could score 148 points in English. It was indeed his willpower that defeated the disease... Wen Ying, who was 31 years old and had been working alone for several years, certainly had stronger willpower than a teenage girl.
It is not surprising that 31-year-old Wen Ying can do it, and she should not be blamed too much if 16-year-old Wen Ying cannot do it. After all, 16-year-old Wen Ying lacks 15 years of polishing.
Familiar lines, familiar father, Wen Ying smiled:
"Dad, I understand."
Chen Li and Deng Shangwei were silent. Chen Ru coughed and said, "Your father is right. You did well in the exam this time, but you can't be complacent just because of one test result. 578 points is no problem for you to get into a provincial key school. Compared to those students in the urban area of Rongcheng, 578 points is nothing. Once you get into the provincial key school, you will know that there are many hidden talents there!"
Chen Ru paused, looked at Wen Ying's new clothes and her hair, which was smoother and smoother than usual, and frowned.
"Now that you've entered a provincial key school, focus on studying. Don't try to imitate others in their appearance. The most important thing for students is to study, and that's the only thing you should compete with. The more you focus on your appearance, the less time you have for studying. Do you understand?"
Wen Ying looked down at the clothes she was wearing.
The lotus pink short-sleeved shirt outlines the waist a little, and is paired with a pair of washed and worn skinny jeans and a pair of white canvas shoes on the feet.
Walking on the streets of Chengdu, this kind of dress is very conventional. Clothes are expensive in the cut and fabric, not in the avant-garde style... Wen Ying doesn't think there is anything wrong with wearing such clothes, but this is obviously different from the style of clothes Chen Ru usually buys for her.
So she didn't perform badly in the high school entrance exam, and her mother changed her approach?
Wen Ying knew that as long as she wanted, she could just go along with Chen Ru's words and be an obedient daughter. After all, after working hard in society, Wen Ying had learned the ability to speak differently to different people.
She even hid her own aesthetic taste. During Chen Ru's visit to Chengdu, she wore those baggy short-sleeved shirts with no style or design, and still played the role of "Wen Ying" with no gender identification.
Just like her teenage years, there were no star posters, no dressing table, and the room was extremely simple!
A feeling of suffocation came over me.
Wen Ying was silent.
"Sister, Sakura isn't—"
Chen Li was about to start when Chen Ru interrupted her. "If I don't warn her, she's been in high school in Chengdu for three years. Her father and I can't watch her 24 hours a day. What if she learns bad habits? Look at her. Every time I try to teach her, she remains silent. I'm her biological mother. How could I possibly harm her?"
Chen Li was stunned by what Chen Ru said.
Why are you keeping an eye on Wen Ying 24 hours a day?
Wen Ying isn't a three-year-old child, much less a prisoner in jail. She doesn't need such intense supervision...
Wen Ying suddenly looked up: "If I tell you, will you and my dad listen?"
Wen Dongrong and Chen Ru turned their heads and stared at her.
Chen Ru was stunned.
After a while, the astonishment turned into anger.
"Look, I didn't say anything wrong, and now you've even learned to talk back. Do you think that just because you did well on the test, you can do whatever you want?"
Deng Yaomei was looking out the kitchen door.
Wen Ying’s mother is so fierce!
Why is Wen Ying’s mother not satisfied even though she is so good?
Deng Shangwei frowned tightly, "Sister, forget it. We should have been celebrating happily today. You are a big man who doesn't bear grudges. Why are you arguing with Xiaoying...Xiaoying?"
Deng Shangwei tried hard to wink at Wen Ying.
——Use the skills you use to coax Sister Fang’s employees to coax your mother!
Wen Ying did not accept Deng Shangwei's kindness.
She found it was useless to escape.
Wen Ying looked at the angry Chen Ru quietly and asked her seriously, "Mom, didn't you tell me to speak up if I have anything to say? I just want to know if you and my dad will listen if I have a different opinion."
If you can't avoid it, take the initiative to communicate.
Although communication may not be useful...at least I have tried my best.
Biological parents cannot be changed, and the state does not recognize the statement of severing ties by publishing in the newspaper.
Parents have the responsibility to raise their minor children, and children also have the responsibility to support their parents. Blood ties are the unbreakable bond between her and her parents.
Wen Ying's calmness was seen as a provocation by Chen Ru.
In front of Chen Li and her husband and the nanny, Chen Ru's neck turned red with anger when her daughter "contradicted" her like this.
"You've really grown wings, you—"
Wen Dongrong held down his wife's trembling hands. "How did you talk to your mother? Apologize to your mother!"
Wen Ying wiped the corner of her mouth with a tissue and stood up.
"I'm sorry, I don't have much of an appetite. I'm going to prepare for the afternoon tutoring. You guys take your time eating."
Having known this would happen, Wen Ying was not disappointed.
It’s just a pity that all these delicious dishes are wasted, and Deng Yaomei’s cooking skills are wasted.
Wen Ying stood up quickly, packed her books from the room, and walked out of the house with her schoolbag on her back.
Wen Dongrong didn't expect it, and neither did Chen Ru.
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