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nTranslator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

nXu Yaoguang’s hand paused and he reached over as if he was unaffected.

nThe information that Principal Xu had was given to him by Lu Zhaoying and was quite complete.

nXu Yaoguang flipped over the pictures and his eyes drooped and turned cold.

nAfter a long wait, Elder Xu saw that Xu Yaoguang was silent. He took the cup of tea and took a sip. “Do you have anything to say about Qin Yu? Grandpa wants to hear your opinion.”

nXu Yaoguang turned over the pictures and then put the document back.

nHe looked up at Principal Xu and seemed to think for a while before saying in a respectful tone, “Grandpa, why do you think I like her?”

nPrincipal Xu had lived to this age and was usually good at discerning people.

nEspecially this grandson. Although he was outstanding enough, he was thoughtful and couldn’t take over him.

nAt this moment, he didn’t expect Xu Yaoguang to give this answer and was a little surprised. “You don’t like her?”

n“Yes.”

n“Then why did you disagree when I asked you to get engaged?”

n“I’ve never thought of getting married.” Xu Yaoguang’s eyes were clear, but they were still cold and calm.

nPrincipal Xu was silent for a long time.

nWhen he left the principal’s office, Xu Yaoguang didn’t take the document. He didn’t go downstairs and just stood at the end of the corridor, watching a group of teenagers playing basketball in the playground not far away.

nFresh and bright.

nHis grandpa, Qiao Sheng, and the students of First Middle School, and even Qin Yu herself seemed to think he really liked her.

n**

nThe Lin family’s house.

n“Aunt Zhang, go tidy up one room on the second floor.” Lin Qi instructed at the dinner table.

nNing Qing had been thinking about Qin Ran and Feng Loucheng for the past two days. She looked up in surprise at this. “Is someone coming?”

n“It’s Xinran. She’s also in her third year of high school and wants to come back to Yun Cheng for the college entrance examination.” Lin Qi put down his chopsticks. “I only heard about this from Dehai today.”

nThe Meng family was on Lin Jinxuan’s grandfather’s side. Lin Jinxuan’s mother died for many years, but the contact between the two families never stopped.

nTheir business center had located itself in Beijing in recent years. If Meng Xinran wasn’t in the third grade this year, she wouldn’t have come back.

nAt the dinner table, Lin Jinxuan and Lin Qi discussed the matter.

nQin Yu was distracted.

nSeveral days had passed and Wu Yan had completely lost the news on Weibo’s hot search engine.

nQin Yu couldn’t reach the blogger again.

nXu Yaoguang used to find her to discuss problems or listen to her playing the violin. She had always been detached from Xu Yaoguang, but now he was really behaving like this.

nShe felt more uneasy instead.

nShe had been distracted in class these past few days too.

nQin Yu sat on the chair, her long hair sliding down her shoulders, covering her dark eyes.

nAfter a long while, she looked up. “Mom, I want to bring my sister over to Teacher Wei in Beijing too. You know, she played the violin before too.”

nNing Qing was quite surprised. “Bring her over?”

nQin Yu nodded.

nLin Qi was almost done with his dinner, but he didn’t leave. He raised his eyebrow in surprise when he heard this. “Have you talked it over with your aunt?”

n“I will tell Aunt myself, she probably won’t reject.” Qin Yu smiled warmly.

nNing Qing naturally knew Lin Wan’s character. If Qin Yu was to mention this, Lin Wan might react with disgust.

nIf it had been in the past, Ning Qing would have never let Qin Yu take the risk.

nBut now, Ning Qing remembered meeting the Mayor’s secretary a few days ago in the office and nodded in a sullen mood.

nQin Yu lowered her head and felt her doubts deepen.

n**

nIn the afternoon.

nClass had just ended.

nAfter Qin Ran removed her stitches, she was in a good mood.

nShe was getting ready to go to the hospital to see Chen Shulan when she received a call. It was from Ning Qing.

nQin Ran pretended she didn’t see it.

nHowever, Ning Qing persisted.

nQin Ran thought about it and still picked up.

nNing Qing was afraid of bumping into an acquaintance and wouldn’t bring Qin Ran outside for the time being, so she made an appointment with her at the Lin family’s house at night.

n“It’s Ms. Qin.” Aunt Zhang glanced up and down at her. “Come in.”

nQin Ran’s right hand was in her pocket, her eyes were narrowed, and she was too lazy to bother about her.

nHer eyes swept across the room.

nNing Qing was sitting on the sofa somewhat absent-minded. Qin Yu was coming downstairs.

nQin Ran didn’t sit and was still holding a roll of paper in her left hand.

nQin Ran stared at Qin Yu for a moment and then looked away. She looked casually at Ning Qing and said, “Why did you call me over?”

nNing Qing stood up, stared at Qin Ran, and smiled. “Ran Ran, you’re here… your hand…”

nQin Ran was quite impatient. “No need to be modest with me. What’s the matter?”

nNing Qing paused and was a little unhappy inside, but she still endured it. “Your sister is going to Beijing in a month. Teacher Wei is very good and I’m preparing for you to head over with her to broaden your knowledge.”

nQin Ran tilted her head and her hair fell across her forehead. Her eyes were cold and the corner of her mouth was hooked sinisterly as she looked at Qin Yu indifferently. “Go to Beijing? Are you sure she has such good intentions?”

nNing Qing was somewhat dissatisfied with her attitude. “What do you mean? Your studies aren’t good. If you learn the violin, you can still take the art path. Your sister is doing this entirely for you.”

n“Sister, don’t get me wrong. I just want good things for you. You also know that your studies…” Qin Yu paused and then continued, “Teacher Wei is very famous. Even if he doesn’t keep you as his disciple, you will still benefit greatly from his advice.”

nQin Ran sneered.

nShe had always been like this, cold and mean. She always looked cold and evil when she looked at others.

nShe wasn’t as obedient and quiet as Qin Yu.

nNing Qing was agitated by her expression. “What’s with your expression? Your sister is doing it for your sake!”

n“What’s the matter?” At this time, Lin Qi came in from outside and handed his briefcase to Aunt Zhang.

nHis gaze swept across Ning Qing and Qin Yu and finally fell on Qin Ran. He smiled. “Oh, Ran Ran is here.” He paused and then said, “Why, are you arguing?”

n“Dad, it’s okay, it was my fault. I made her angry…” Qin Yu pursed her lips and lowered her head so that her face couldn’t be seen.

nLin Qi was stunned and he said in a gentle voice, “Yu’er, talk nicely to your sister. She’s not…”

n“Bam—”

nQin Ran raised her hand and threw a few sheets of paper on the table. She stared at Ning Qing and said, “I have nothing to say. I just hope you can manage Qin Yu better. Uncle Lin, you’ve helped me before, so I didn’t hand this over to the court.”

nQin Yu glanced at the papers on the table and felt uneasy.

nLin Qi didn’t know about what had happened on Weibo recently. He raised his hand to pick up the papers on the table and flipped through it. His face turned solemn and his gentle expression became heavy.

nThe above was the chat record of Qin Yu contacting Wu Yan, as well as the chat record of her introducing the blogger to Wu Yan. The last one was the bank transfer proof of Qin Yu transferring 200,000 yuan to Wu Yan.

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