Chapter 138 The Fake Daughter of a Wealthy Family 4
"What's wrong?"
As soon as Freyr got out of the car, he ran into Su Youran who had just returned from her horse riding class. She looked a little disheveled, with messy hair and some grass leaves stuck to her clothes:
"Not having a good class?"
Su Youran followed his gaze and looked at herself. She couldn't help but laugh. It was as if she had just realized that she was not in a good state, but she didn't care much.
"Sorry, I'm sorry. Alva was in a bad mood today and had a little temper."
What can you do in one month? Some people may have just adapted to the new environment, but for Su Youran, after one month, she was able to use English like her mother tongue.
In one month, she was able to play and perform a complete piece of music, whether it was the piano or the violin.
In just one month, she seemed to have been reborn. Not only did she master all the etiquette perfectly, but more importantly, every movement she made seemed to have her own unique charm.
It is like a pearl hidden in a clam, finally getting rid of the sand and revealing her original appearance, and her brilliance can no longer be obscured.
Although it is still very weak now, it is enough to imagine how dazzling and brilliant it will be in the future.
As every tutor said to Albert:
"She is a genius, a once-in-a-century all-round genius!"
Freyr stared at Su Youran with his dark brown eyes for a long while. “Are you worried?”
"ah?"
Su Youran paused as she was about to enter the house. She looked up at this older brother who was half a body taller than her. His hair color was different from Albert and Lilith's. The brown color made him look less flashy but more steady.
His sculpted facial features are angular, with deep eye sockets, a high nose bridge, and sexy lips that are pulled down, and he doesn't seem happy.
She thought back to his question and shook her head: "No worries."
Everything is moving on its normal track, and the direction of the track is controlled by her, so why should she feel uneasy?
"Then what are you in such a hurry for?"
This is a common question among those who have seen Su Youran's busy daily schedule.
She seemed to be afraid that there was not enough time, and she tried hard to squeeze out her rest time just to learn more.
But she is already a genius, and when genius meets hard work, the results are enough to be jaw-dropping.
Su Youran tilted her head. She was still as frail as when Freyr first saw her. Because of a month of non-stop study, even though the nutritionist had been preparing nutritious meals for her, she seemed to be thinner than when she first arrived.
Freyr frowned. Where did all the meat go?
"Dad asked me a similar question before."
Su Youran disliked the fact that her hair was in the way, so she simply pulled it all back. Her pure, fair, and innocent face was completely revealed in front of Freyr, but her words were sharp, completely different from her appearance:
"Frel, how much of what we have now do you think truly belongs to us?"
She looked at the magnificent manor under the setting sun, her eyes narrowed slightly:
"I just want to rely on myself more than on others. That's all."
Freyr stood there, watching the thin figure walk into the hall. She had other classes coming up, and she thought she would make up for the few minutes of conversation from other places.
“Scary, isn’t it?”
Lancelot came over from behind, patted Freyr on the shoulder, and smiled with him as they looked at Su Youran's back:
"Frere, we all have to work harder. We can't let her outdo us."
Dacre didn't come forward, his cute face almost wrinkled into a bitter gourd:
"Is she going to Sidwell too? I have a feeling that my future studies will always be under her shadow!"
Freyr's lips curled slightly, and Lancelot laughed out loud:
"Dear Dacre, I mourn for you. You are the closest in age to her!"
Lilith suddenly popped up and asked, "Guess, will she skip a grade? If so, how many grades will she skip?"
As soon as these words came out, Lancelot's laughter stopped abruptly. Having a genius sister who was like an iron lady, it was really stressful...
At the dinner table that day, Albert also mentioned the matter of admission:
"The Sidwell Friendship School that Dacre is attending now is relatively good. The daughter of the former president and the son of the current vice president are both there. But even if you meet them, you don't have to worry too much."
His expression was indifferent, as if he was talking about something insignificant:
"As the Chinese say, presidents come and go, but Rockefeller remains. If anyone cares, it should be them who care about you."
"You just need to consider what grade you're going to be in?"
Dacre added silently, "Sidwell has two campuses. Kindergarten to fourth grade is in Maryland, and fifth to twelfth grade is in northwest Washington."
In the country of M, children aged six to eighteen are subject to compulsory primary and secondary education. Primary school generally refers to the first year before school to the fifth grade. A small number of primary schools provide education to the sixth grade, or combine secondary education to the eighth grade.
Middle school consists of two years of junior high school and four years of high school, which is grades nine to twelve.
Su Youran looked at Dacre and asked, "What grade are you in?"
"Seventh...seventh grade." The eleven-year-old Dacre was a little flustered for some reason, and quickly added: "Lancelot is in the eighth grade!"
So don't be in the same class with him! It doesn't matter if he is one grade lower than my sister, as long as he doesn't have to face the big devil every day!
Lancelot ate in silence: ...
You are so cute, you are itching for sex, right? You don't want to be in the same class with her, do I?
The twelve-year-old Lancelot couldn't help but think about the possibility of him repeating a grade. If anyone was going to get hurt, then let everyone get hurt together. He couldn't be the only one who got hurt in this world!
Su Youran turned her gaze towards Lilith and Freyr. Lilith, feeling guilty but not angry, straightened her back and raised her chin proudly: “Ninth grade.”
At the age of fourteen and in the ninth grade, she should have been considered outstanding, but who made her brothers and sisters all freaks?
She puffed out her chest. No matter how talented she was, she would never be better than her in this aspect!
Freyr was the calmest among the group. He was only fifteen, but he was already preparing to apply for college. Even if Su Youran was outstanding, Albert would not let her go to college at such a young age.
It has nothing to do with whether she has the ability or not, but being too outstanding is not a good thing for her.
Sometimes school is not about what you can learn, but it is a necessary stage. The effects of having that stage or not are different.
"My advice is, don't take too big a step. You are still young, and it will be good for you to get in touch with more people of the same age."
It is better to find like-minded friends in a relatively comfortable environment and travel together than to walk alone in an incompatible environment.
Humans are social animals after all. How to get along with others is also a science. No matter how high your IQ is, if you don't handle your interpersonal relationships well, it's still like a castle in the air, and you never know when it will fall.
“The Rockefeller family’s success today is not due to just one or a few people, but to the efforts and struggles of a group of people, generation after generation.”
Albert shook the wine glass in his hand and looked at Su Youran meaningfully:
"The family has experienced ups and downs, and has fallen to the bottom, and even all its wealth disappeared in an instant. But it still stood up again and became more glorious, relying on unity and persistence."
You want to be your own support, but it doesn't conflict with allowing others to get close to you. Who says that people can only rely on one? Take yourself as the last trump card, no matter the mountain falls or the tree shakes, your foundation will not be shaken.
But before the mountains fall and the trees sway, why not let them block the wind and rain for you?
The worst thing for a person is to be stubborn with himself.
Su Youran nodded. “Then I’ll be in the same class with Dacre.”
Dacre's hands shook and he almost cut the steak away. Lancelot and Lilith breathed a sigh of relief. Good, their dignity as older brother/sister could be maintained for a while!
Albert took a sip of red wine and hid a smile on his face. "Larry will help you with the admission procedures. A life assistant has also been selected for you. Just tell them if you have any questions."
The next day, after practicing the piano, Su Youran met this personal assistant. She looked to be in her twenties, with a few freckles on her cheeks. She was tall and wore a well-fitting shirt, and you could vaguely see the muscles on her arms.
“Hello, my name is Madge, and I’m a graduate of the Wharton School of the University of Pennsylvania this year.”
Even though the person she served was a nine-year-old girl, Madge still maintained due respect and did not treat her lightly because of her young age.
“Wharton?” Su Youran put down her violin slowly. “Why do you want to be a life assistant? Isn’t Wall Street more suitable for you?”
Madge's eyes flashed with surprise. Should I say that she is indeed a Rockefeller child? She knows all this at the age of nine?
And I heard that he was just brought back from China not long ago...
“There are many types of life assistants.” Her attitude became more respectful: “The Rockefeller family’s life assistant may be a better platform.”
She didn't say what platform it was, but Su Youran understood that she wanted to use it as a springboard.
Isn't Wall Street still controlled by various financial tycoons?
Su Youran smiled and held out her hand. “Nice to meet you. I’m Michaela.”
With an assistant in place, Su Youran's life became more organized. Even Madge, a top business school student who stood out from countless elites, was shocked when she saw the packed schedule.
Is this the life of aristocratic children? Suddenly I realized that the life of ordinary people is also pretty good... At least when she was her age, she could get enough sleep.
Unlike this guy, I don’t know what time he went to bed last night, but he got up at five this morning, did half an hour of stretching exercises, then practiced violin for an hour and piano for an hour respectively, and then had breakfast.
"Today is your enrollment day, and the teacher said he would take you there."
"Um."
Su Youran put on her uniform jacket and straightened the collar of her shirt. She looked at the little girl with bright eyes and white teeth in the mirror and smiled slowly.
Her new life has just begun.
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