Chapter 289 The Daughter Seduced by a Little Scoundrel

The green light came on, and Liu's mother hurriedly crossed the road with her daughter. Liu Tangning glanced at the boy on the bike and nodded slightly. The boy smiled and rushed across the road on his bike. He let go of the handlebars with both hands, put them in his pockets, stood up straight, and rode very fast.

After crossing the road, the boy turned around and whistled again, still with his hands in his pockets, and rode away in a cool manner.

"You're just a little jerk who doesn't know how to live or die."

Mother Liu frowned. What she disliked most was this kind of scoundrel who was uneducated, idle, and made no contribution to society. She didn't know how his parents taught him.

Liu Tangning looked unhappy, she hated her mother talking about her friend like that. Although Wei Qingfeng was not good at studying, he sang very well and was very good at playing guitar and drums. He even formed a band with his friends and would perform in bars at night. He earned his living expenses and tuition fees by himself, which was much better than her.

There are 365 professions and every profession has its top talent. Studying is not the only way to get to Rome. Her mother is like many adults, always thinking that studying is the only way out and looking down on those who are not good at studying. This is really annoying.

"Tangtang, are there any little scoundrels like this in your school?" Liu's mother asked with concern.

"Mom, stop calling me a little punk. You don't even know me." Liu Tangning couldn't help but protest. The word "little punk" really sounds ugly.

Liu's mother's expression changed slightly and she looked at her daughter deeply. No one knows a daughter better than her mother. What she was most worried about finally happened.

"Tangtang, do you know that boy just now?"

Mother Liu softened her tone and stopped calling him a little jerk. Liu Tangning's expression also eased and he shook his head. "I don't know him. I would know anyone I ride with. I just don't like to hear you call him a little jerk. It's so rude!"

Liu Tangning turned her head away guiltily, not daring to look at her mother. She had never lied since she was a child, but she had lied several times recently, all because of Wei Qingfeng.

Mother Liu's heart sank. If her daughter had just casually said 'I don't know', it would mean that it really didn't matter. But her daughter said so much and didn't even dare to look at her, which showed that she was obviously guilty.

Damn this little jerk, how dare he harm her daughter! Mother Liu suppressed her anger and said with a forced smile, "It's good that you don't know him. Tangtang, you are going to get into a key university, don't be influenced by the messy people outside. Their future is different from yours. In the future, you will wear brand-name clothes and carry brand-name bags, take taxis to and from work, and wear short skirts and stockings all year round. They may be selling breakfast outside office buildings in the future. You are from two different worlds, and you should never have any intersection."

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Liu Tangning interrupted her mother impatiently. She had heard these words since she was a child and her ears were callused. There was more than one job called white-collar in the world. There were so many industries. Why could she only be a white-collar worker?

She also wanted to play drums and guitar, to form a band, and to sing in a bar to make money, but her mother said that playing drums and guitar had no taste, and forming a band was even more impossible. In her mother's eyes, it was a crooked way of doing things. Let alone going to a bar. She didn't even dare to mention it, because her mother would definitely scold her to death if she did.

"Tangtang, here!"

Liu Dapeng ran over happily. Liu's mother was angry, and seeing him made her even angrier. She glared at her unhappily. Liu Dapeng did not dare to provoke her. He swallowed his anger and smiled apologetically, then led the mother and daughter to the private room on the second floor.

"This is the Master Jiang I mentioned. Don't be fooled by her youth and beauty. She is a top student in the medical school and has extraordinary skills. She is a rare genius that only appears once in a century..."

Liu Dapeng introduced Jiang Hanyan, and his compliments were like the water of the Yellow River, endless and continuous. Jiang Hanyan blushed a little when she heard it. She got into the university through the back door and did not deserve the praise of a top student.

When Liu's mother saw that Jiang Hanyan was young and beautiful, she became even more angry. She thought that Jiang Hanyan was also a shameless vixen who had an improper relationship with Liu Dapeng. But when she heard that she was a top student in the medical school, she knew that Jiang Hanyan was definitely not that kind of person.

She herself is not very educated, but she admires educated people very much, so she puts so much effort into her daughter, hoping that she will become a successful person. She even quit her job to accompany her daughter to study, all for the sake of her daughter's success.

"Hello, Master Jiang." Mother Liu's attitude became much better, and she even took the initiative to pour tea for Jiang Hanyan.

Jiang Hanyan smiled and nodded, then looked at Liu Tangning and asked directly, "Do you have a date this afternoon?"

Liu Tangning was startled and subconsciously tightened her pockets. How could this beautiful woman know? Wei Qingfeng had just thrown a ball of paper with a note saying that he was going to attend his birthday party in the afternoon. Liu Tangning was going to skip class to celebrate her friend's birthday. She could just tell the teacher that she had a stomachache. If her mother asked about it, she could come up with an excuse to fool him.

"No...no, I have math class in the afternoon."

Liu Tangning denied it, but she stuttered and seemed to be trying to cover up something. Liu's mother understood immediately and asked sternly, "Is it about that little jerk just now? Did he say anything to you just now?"

"I'm not a little punk, mom, can you be more civilized? You always call people little punks. If someone calls you a female hooligan, would you be happy to hear it?"

Liu Tangning's pent-up anger suddenly exploded. From the time she crossed the road until now, her mother had already called twelve little bastards names, and she could not tolerate her good friend being humiliated like this.

Liu's mother felt as if her heart was stabbed by a knife. Her eyes turned red, and she was angry and sad. She had raised her daughter with great difficulty, but her daughter talked back to her for a little scoundrel and called her a female hooligan.

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This daughter is such an ungrateful person!

"You actually contradicted me for a little scoundrel, Liu Tangning, do you still have a conscience? I've been around you 24 hours a day, quit my job, and prepared three meals a day carefully, so that you don't have to worry about anything, just so that you can concentrate on your studies. But you're hanging out with shady people. Liu Tangning, do you want to set up a street stall or sweep the streets in the future?"

Liu's mother's voice became louder and louder, and her eyes became redder and redder. Years of grievances were vented at once. Her husband was spending money on wine and women outside and looking for a vixen. Although they were divorced, she was still unwilling to accept this.

She placed all her hopes on her daughter, but she was disappointed. She was a failure as a wife and a mother, and her life was wrong.

Liu Tangning was shocked at first. It was the first time she saw her mother collapse like this. She was a little scared, but after hearing what her mother said, she felt wronged and cried:

"I didn't ask you to quit your job. I can buy breakfast for you, and you can eat lunch and dinner in the school cafeteria. You don't have to cook three meals a day. You can also go to work instead of hanging around me every day. I don't need you to do this. It makes me seem like the culprit for your unhappiness. I don't want to be a senior white-collar worker. What's wrong with setting up a stall? Earning money with your own hands is glorious and great. I am willing to set up a stall!"

Continue tomorrow

(End of this chapter)