Wen Xia: “…”

She waved to Qin Mo secretly, then went into the house under Winder's gaze.

Facing his father-in-law's eyes, Qin Mo: "..."

He coughed guiltily, "Uncle Wen, I'm leaving."

"Wait a moment." Wend pursed his lips, then went into the house and quickly came out with something. He handed it to Qin Mo and said, "Go back."

At this time, Wen Xia poked his head out from the door, helped Wendell explain, and said, "Hehe," This is your graduation gift from dad. Thank him quickly." Then he put his head back.

The girl's head stretched and retracted like a mole.

But it's much cuter than a gopher.

Qin Mo couldn't help laughing, and followed Wen Xia's words and said, "Thank you, Dad."

“…”

"Ahem, Uncle Wen, I'm leaving first."

Wen Xia, who was listening to the doorstep, covered her mouth and laughed secretly. If Qin Xueba made a few more mistakes, he would probably be put on Wen's blacklist.

A few seconds later, meeting Winder's gaze, she touched her nose and changed the subject: "Dad, are grandpa and grandma asleep?"

"Well, do you want to eat?"

Winder looked at his smiling daughter and felt a bit of a headache. He had no idea how to educate her. Girls must have self-respect and self-love.

Nowadays, boys are different from the past.

Wen Xia shook her head, "Dad, I ate it."

…

Every day, watching his wife posting this and that on her social media, Qin Mo clicked on a picture of a family of four, zoomed in and focused on the girl's smiling eyes.

He looked at the sofa, raised his eyebrows, took a photo of himself "staying at home", and sent it to Wen Xia.

He didn't reply for a long time, probably because he was having a good time, because he sent another message: Teacher Wen, your husband asked me to tell you a message, saying that if you don't come back, he will starve to death at home.

The other party replied quickly: Qin Gougou, are you feeling bored because you have nothing to do?

He: I miss you so much.

Wen Xia: ...

I think you are panicking.

Qin Mo, who was scolded, couldn't help but chuckle. Qin Ande and Jiang Yu beside him glanced at him.

Qin Ande suddenly remembered something, put down the financial newspaper in his hand and said, "Your aunt said that the law department of H University abroad is quite famous. With your score, you should be able to get in."

"Do you want to go? If you want to go, I'll ask someone to arrange it for you."

Qin Mo shook his head. "In China, I don't plan to choose the law department."

Jiang Yu and Qin Ande looked at each other, both a little surprised. When Qin Mo was very young, he said that he wanted to be an impartial lawyer.

I have also been learning about legal issues over the years.

Qin Ande didn't show much expression. He thought for a moment and asked, "What major do you want to choose?"

Perhaps because she was afraid that he would act rashly at a young age, she added, "Mo Mo, your mother and I will not interfere with your choice, but you have to think it over carefully."

"People, you will succeed only if you do something from beginning to end. You will not be able to accomplish anything if you are half-hearted."

Qin Mo put down his phone and said, "I chose the finance major. The financial industry has a good prospect in recent years."

Qin Ande's health was not very good after a few years. Later, it was found that he had overworked and had liver problems.

At first they kept it a secret from Wen Xia and Qin Mo. It was only when Wen Xia came home without saying hello that they found out that Qin Ande was in the hospital.

Qin Ande and Jiang Yu were both smart people and understood what he meant. Logically, they only had one child, Qin Mo, who would definitely inherit their company.

Qin Ande shook his head with relief, "Your mother and I are still young, just do what you like."

"Go out with Xia Xia and see the world while you are still young."

Jiang Yu knew how tiring it was to manage a company. His family was in real estate, and sometimes he had to stay on the construction site for a while, which was not good for young people.

Qin Mo didn't explain anything, "I know my limits."

After hearing what he said, Qin Ande and Jiang Yu said nothing more.

…

Wen Xia came back the night before the results were released, and the next day she was woken up by the cell phone on the bedside table.

It's an unfamiliar number.

She yawned and answered the phone. The person on the other end spoke standard Mandarin, "Hello, is this Wen Xia? I'm a teacher at Q University. Do you have any intention of applying to our school..."

After saying a lot, he said, "Do you have time to meet at noon? I'll pick you up."

Wen Xia had never experienced this kind of "talent-grabbing" scene, but she had heard about it. She had heard about Qin Mo from Zhao Zichuan. When the results were released that year, admissions teachers from many schools surrounded Qin Mo's home.

Thinking about it this way, she should have done well in the exam. "Teacher, no need. I have a school I want to apply to."

The teacher on the other end of the phone continued to seduce: "It's okay, come and see our school first, the treatment is very good, and all the boys look like celebrities. It will be no problem to find a boyfriend."

Wen Xia: “…”

"Teacher, I have a boyfriend, thank you."

After hanging up the phone, she breathed a sigh of relief, and then heard Wend's voice, which seemed to be saying something, "No need, I respect the child's choice..."

It must be the admissions teacher calling.

In less than an hour, more than a dozen schools had called. Wend simply turned off his phone, and Wenxia set it to not allow unknown calls.

Then these guys started texting.

“…”

She called Qin Mo, but the line was busy.

“…”

Later, Liu Anan and Jiang Yan asked her to go to No. 2 Middle School to check her scores, and Cao Jun also called to ask for her admission ticket number and password.

I plan to check hers first as soon as the results come out.

Here, Qin Mo was annoyed by the phone call, so he borrowed Liu Ci's phone to call Wen Xia, but the call could not be connected.

“…”

He sent a text message: It's me, going to No. 2 Middle School? Wen Xia quickly realized who he was: On the way, how about you? Did you go? Qin Mo: I'm not going, I'll come to find you.

Wen Xia: I'll wait for you at the school gate.

Qin Mo changed his clothes and went out. As expected, he was surrounded by people. A middle-aged man in a white shirt and short sleeves and glasses said, "Student Qin Mo, I am a teacher at Q University. Are you interested in applying to our school? Our school has a good environment, delicious food, and beautiful girls who are as pretty as Diao Chan."

"Come to our school, you will definitely find a girlfriend."

Qin Mo stopped, looked at him, and said seriously: "I have a girlfriend, she is very beautiful."

teacher:"……"

The route is a bit wild.

He was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted and said, "Our school has a scholarship of several hundred thousand, which is absolutely suitable for buying a wedding house."

"I already have it." Qin Mo said this and strode away.

The teacher who stayed behind was dejected. After a while, he received a phone call. The person on the other end of the phone asked, "Did you succeed?"

"It didn't work. It's hard to recruit students this year, and the old methods didn't work. This student has a girlfriend, and we don't know who she is or how many points he got in the exam. If he did well, it would be much easier to get them back to school together." said the teacher in the white shirt.

The person on the other end of the phone: "Me too, this girl said she has a boyfriend, if their grades are similar, it would be great to be together."

"No more talking. I'm going to go to the girl's house and talk to her parents. You should hurry up too, because the admissions teacher from University B will be here soon."

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