The stunning beauty is spoiled by the fast-wearing bosses

Meanwhile, Yan's mother's cell phone rang. Seeing that it was a call from the school, she quickly picked up the phone.

"Hello, are you Yan Shanshan's mother?"

"Yes, I am. May I ask who you are?"

"I'm Yan Shanshan's grade leader. Do you know about Yan Shanshan's retaking freshman courses?"

"Ah, didn't she tell me when she came back?"

"Okay, then I'll inform you again that Yan Shanshan failed all of her academic courses this time, and even her professional courses. After research by the school, it has been decided that she needs to take the course again for another year.

If she still fails after one year, we suggest she drop out.”

Yan's mother hung up the phone in disbelief, looked upstairs, thought about it, and went upstairs.

She stood at the door of her daughter's room, listening to the sound of things being smashed and cursing inside, and her heart sank.

What does Xiaoxue have to do with her poor performance in the exam? Why did she scold him so harshly? Why did her daughter become like this?

She mustered up the courage to knock on the door.

"Shanshan, I'm your mother, can I come in?"

Yan Shanshan opened the door with a bang.

"What's wrong? What's the matter?"

Mother Yan carefully glanced at the situation in the room, closed her eyes and said, "Shanshan, the school just called and asked you to repeat a year.

What's going on? Is it because you can't understand what the tutor is saying? If not, Mom will find a few more tutors this summer."

Yan Shanshan screamed hysterically when she heard this, "What are you looking for? What are you looking for? Are you here to make fun of me? I only have a junior high school diploma, how can I attend university classes?

I couldn’t understand what they were saying.”

Mother Yan looked at her daughter with red eyes, "But your father told you to go to high school first, but you insisted on going to college directly."

"You blame me? If you hadn't abandoned me, how could I not even be admitted to high school?"

Mother Yan covered her chest, feeling a little breathless, and choked up, "Shanshan~"

"Okay, go away. I want to be alone."

Mother Yan saw that the door was closed and her back hunched a little more. She returned to the bedroom and wanted to call her husband to tell him the news first.

On the other side, Yan Xue also received a call from Su Wenqing.

"Xiaoxue, how is your foot?"

"Much better. Just rest at home for a few days and you'll be fine."

"That's good. You didn't know how disappointed Chen Tianlin was after you left that day. Oh, he must want to pursue you."

Yan Xue laughed, "There are so many people who want to pursue me, so one more person won't make a difference."

"Oh, by the way, Xiaoxue, you may not know this, but your sister made a fool of herself today."

“What’s wrong with her?”

"She actually failed all her subjects in the Art Department. This is probably the first time in the history of our school. I think she will go down in history. Hahahaha."

Yan Xue frowned. She knew that all the tutors her mother hired for Yan Shanshan were famous teachers in Shenzhen. She spent a lot of money, so why was the result still like this?

"Didn't you see how wonderful her face was today? I heard from the teacher that she should repeat the course for another year, but I don't know if she has the face to continue staying in our school.

Okay, let’s not talk about her anymore. Have a good rest.”

"Okay, I'll go out with you later."

Yan Xue hung up the phone, thought about it, and called her mother, "Mom."

"Hey, Xiaoxue."

"Mom, what's wrong with you? Are you crying?"

"No, no, Mom just has a cold. How's your foot?"

"My foot is fine. I'll go home to see you in a few days."

"No, don't come. When you're better, can we meet at the old place?"

"Mom, are you really okay?"

Yan Xue heard her mother's sobbing voice on the other end of the phone, and she felt bad.

"Mom is fine, it's just Shanshan... forget it, let's not talk about her, just be well."

"Okay, then we'll meet at the old place in a few days."

"Ah."

Yan Xue hung up the phone with a frown on her face. This Yan Shanshan made her mother sad again. Why was she so ignorant?

She has already moved out of home, so what else could she be dissatisfied with?

"Host, there is one thing I forgot to tell you. Today, Yan Shanshan took a bottle of sulfuric acid to school and prepared to throw it at you. Later, you didn't go, so she was furious at home."

"what?"

"Yes, host, you should stay away from her in the future. That woman is a little crazy."

Yan Xue really couldn't understand Yan Shanshan's train of thought. She also inquired about her original family. Although her family was not wealthy, she was the only daughter in the family and was heard to be quite spoiled.

The key point is that he doesn’t have any deep hatred towards me, so why did it become like this now?

She sighed helplessly, sat down in front of the easel that had been set up, picked up the pencil, recalled the man's appearance, and began to paint.

An afternoon passed quickly. Yan Xue looked at her own painting and nodded with satisfaction. The original owner was really versatile, but she didn't expect to end up like that.

Jing Haoyuan came back late because of overtime work. When he passed by the second floor, he paused for a moment, and then saw Yan Xue's door open, revealing a furry little head, "Uncle Jing, you're back."

When Jing Haoyuan saw the girl, his depressed mood suddenly improved and he nodded, "Well, why haven't you gone to bed yet?"

"Thank you for saving me yesterday. I'll give you a gift."

Jing Haoyuan was ecstatic, thinking that the little girl still had some conscience.

I wanted to go straight into the girl's room, but then I remembered that I had been busy all day, so I said, "Wait for me a moment, I'll be down soon."

Jing Haoyuan returned to his room, took a quick shower, dried his hair, sprayed on some perfume which he rarely used before, and put on a casual sports sweatshirt.

I looked in the mirror and found myself looking pretty good, at least five or six years younger, and then I went to the second floor.

"Dong dong dong."

Yan Xue opened the door, "Uncle Jing, you are here, come and sit down."

Jing Haoyuan sat on the sofa obediently. Yan Xue took out a square object and handed it to Jing Haoyuan, "Open it and take a look."

Jing Haoyuan raised his eyebrows. The little girl was being quite mysterious.

When he unwrapped the outer wrapping paper, he was stunned to see that it was actually a portrait of himself, a picture of himself explaining a problem to a girl.

As he looked at the lifelike painting, he suddenly had a clearer understanding of Shenzhen's number one socialite. What a talented girl! He was really lucky to have found a treasure.