With the cannon fodder script in hand, it is easy for the king to change his fate

Chapter 913 A Mother Who Dreams of Getting Rich Every Day 15
They'll all go to college later, and he'll be the only one who only finished high school. It just doesn't feel right.

So, Chi Fang gritted his teeth and nodded heavily.

Meeting Brother Leng was his good fortune. Even his family didn't think he could be saved in his studies, so perhaps he should give it his all.

Jian Mo breathed a sigh of relief. If Chi Fang was unwilling, he didn't want to force him. As long as Chi Fang didn't give up, things would be easier. He didn't lack the money to hire a tutor, but he was worried that if a tutor came and Chi Fang was forced to study, Chi Fang would definitely be uncomfortable.

They'll likely be working together for a long time; they're a team. It wouldn't be good if this kind of thing caused a rift in their relationship.

"I'll write what I can today, and then I'll watch the videos," Chi Fang said.

Jane agreed; this is the only option for now.

Before continuing his homework, he called his assistant and asked him to hire a few tutors.

Not only will Chi Fang need to make up for the missed lessons, but Xie Musheng and Ma Xuan will also need to. He and Shen Xiaoju probably won't need to.

He can ask An, and as for Shen Xiaoju, his family is well-off, his grades are good, and he has plenty of options for the future.

After evening self-study, A-Zhen received a call from An Shuo-Hai.

Every day or two, An Shuohai would call A-Lan. A-Lan knew that it was because of that dream that An Shuohai was worried and wanted to call to confirm.

After each week of classes, when she returned home, An Shuohai would observe her condition.

Even though he knew that without any family upheaval, his daughter's fate could be changed, the situation in his dream was too terrifying, and he was still worried.

Tomorrow is Friday, and barring any unforeseen circumstances, An Shuohai will pick up Azhen and take her home, just like every Friday.

Sure enough, An Shuohai brought up the matter on the phone.

After routinely inquiring about Azhen's situation and finding nothing amiss, An Shuohai felt somewhat relieved. Then he brought up another matter: "Your mother asked your brother if he had any extra money, and said there's a great investment opportunity right now. She wants your brother to give her all the money he's saved over the years; it'll make him a lot of money."

After saying this, An Shuohai fell silent.

An Miao naturally didn't give it to him. An Shuohai had already warned him about it. An Miao's personality was somewhat like An Shuohai's, and besides, he was old enough to understand things and wasn't blinded by the immediate benefits Liang Xuefang mentioned. He had even gone to investigate and believed that the investment Liang Xuefang mentioned was very likely a scam.

He patiently explained to Liang Xuefang the scam cases he had collected online, but Liang Xuefang not only wouldn't listen, but also scolded him, saying that he was just like An Shuohai, inflexible, old-fashioned, and destined not to make money.

She's been acting strangely lately.

After following An Shuohai for a while and confirming that he indeed had no other women outside, Liang Xuefang began her own investment venture.

Not only through Xu Yue, she also contacted other channels. For some people who set up the scheme, wasn't this a lamb being delivered to the lamb?
What she didn't know was that Xu Yue knew her family was wealthy and was already setting a trap for her.

Xu Yue knew, of course, that Liang Xuefang didn't have that much money; An Shuohai was in charge of the family's finances.

But a professional swindler will try every means, even if it means losing all conscience, to trick other people out of their money.

"Dad, is there anything else?" Even through the phone, A-Lan could sense that An Shuohai was different today. It couldn't be just about Liang Xuefang asking An Miao for money to invest.

An Shuohai took a deep breath, clearly hesitant about whether to reveal the truth.

Even if I don't tell her, given how things are developing, my daughter might still find out.

He wondered what impact his words would have on his daughter. His eldest son was already in university, so he wasn't that worried.

"Dad, just tell me. No matter what happens, it won't affect my grades. Are you going to divorce Mom?" A-Lan asked.

She actually had some suspicions that it might be related to Liang Xuefang and Xu Yue.

At that time, An Shuohai was already dead, and Liang Xuefang and Xu Yue were entangled together, so no one would say anything.

An Shuohai is still alive, and because of her dissatisfaction with him, her desire to make money, and Xu Yue's deception, given Liang Xuefang's personality, it's not surprising that she also got involved with Xu Yue during her marriage.

That's who she is.

She just hadn't had the chance before Xu Yue came to tempt her, and life was pretty good.

An Shuohai knew his daughter was smart, so this time he finally didn't hide anything: "Today I saw your mother and Xu Yue together, behaving intimately. I don't know exactly how far things have gone, but I'm going to confront her about it."

He thought Liang Xuefang just had a few minor flaws, was a little selfish, and a little greedy. He never expected that she would behave so intimately with other people during their marriage.

He didn't rush forward today, perhaps because the events in his dream were too tragic, and he had seen even more tragic endings. Surprisingly, he was completely calm about Liang Xuefang and Xu Yue getting involved together.

After all, in the dream, after he died, Liang Xuefang was with Xu Yue.

But Xu Yue was no good person at all. He took Liang Xuefang's money and disappeared without a trace, never to return.

However, An Shuohai still took photos, just in case Liang Xuefang denied it later.

"Dad, I respect your decision."

An Shuohai breathed a sigh of relief, gave Azhen a few more instructions, and then hung up the phone.

He was still in the county town today, unsure whether Liang Xuefang had gone home or stayed there. In the end, he picked up his phone and called Liang Xuefang.

After several rings, the call was finally answered.

Liang Xuefang's impatient voice came from the phone. An Shuohai finally replied indifferently, "I'll pick Zhenzhen up from school tomorrow afternoon. I want to discuss some things with you then, so don't go out."

Liang Xuefang gave a perfunctory reply, and An Shuohai felt there was nothing more to say, so he hung up the phone. However, he didn't sleep much the following night.

"I'm going home this weekend, my dad will pick me up this afternoon." At noon, when Jian Mo and the others asked Azhen about her weekend plans in the cafeteria, she said this.

Seeing their disappointed looks, Azhen said, "I'll find five people to train with you. I can still help you with drafting at home. Just invite me into your room to watch how you play. It won't affect anything."

In just one day, 997 had gathered information on all the teams in the game and trained a virtual team that could use the experience and habits of the existing team players, along with Jianmo and a few others, for game training.

997 is very proud of this, and he is happy every time he can be put to use.

"Which team is it?" Jian Mo asked curiously, while handing a cup of milk tea with a straw to Azhen.

Azhen said, "I can't reveal my identity. You'll find out when you fight me."

Actually, there was something she had always been curious about.