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In the evening, Tong Wenjie returned home exhausted.

Fang Yuan has come back much earlier these two days, so dinner is almost ready now.

"My wife is back, hurry up and clean up, I'll be there soon."

"OK, all right."

Tong Wenjie smelled the fragrance coming from the room and her mood finally improved.

Although she was a little puzzled as to why Fang Yuan came back so early these days, Fang Yuan also said that he had nothing to do now and the company was not busy so he came back early, so Tong Wenjie believed it.

Fang Yuan watched Tong Wenjie pack up, thinking about telling her about his plan to find Xiao Meng later.

After all, he is his son, so he still wants to support him.

Tong Wenjie sat at the dining table while Fang Yuan put everything away.

"Wife, I went to see Qiao Weidong today. Maybe you don't know that Qiao Weidong and Xiao Meng broke up."

"Break up? When did it happen?"

"I don't know. It should be very recent. Old Joe didn't mention it when we had dinner last time."

"Is that so? Do he and Song Qian want to get back together?"

Tong Wenjie put down the chopsticks in her hand and said with a frown.

"I don't know about that, but I asked Xiao Meng to help me see if Fang Yifan has talent. What do you think?"

"You want Fang Yifan to take the art exam?"

Tong Wenjie frowned a little, and Fang Yuan immediately tried to make amends.

"Not really, it's just that my son finally has some ideas, and I want to support him."

"I was originally planning to find someone to stop Fang Yifan from thinking about it, but you're right, so I'll go with you on the weekend."

Tong Wenjie didn't really want her son to not learn what he likes, she was just a little worried.

Now that Fang Yuan has decided to find Xiao Meng, it would be okay for him to meet her.

"That's great."

"But let me make it clear first. If it doesn't work, then you can do what I think and completely stop Fang Yifan from thinking about it."

"No problem, just do as you say."

After hearing this, Fang Yuan happily agreed.

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In the following days, Fang Yifan's mind was full of thoughts about the art exam. Even during class, he had no energy at all.

And after class, he never went to look for Qiao Yingzi, Huang Zhitao and others.

Huang Zhitao finally felt a few days of peace and quiet.

On Friday, after Fang Yuan finished an order, he picked up the phone and called Xiao Meng.

"Hello, who are you?"

"Hello, Xiao Meng. I'm Qiao Weidong's friend, Fang Yuan. Here's the thing. I have something to talk to you about."

"Fang Yuan? Oh, I see. Go ahead."

When Fang Yuan heard Xiao Meng's voice becoming noticeably colder, he knew that Qiao Weidong had really broken up with Xiao Meng.

"Teacher Xiao Meng, this is what happened. My son wants to take the art exam and wants to consult you. Do you have time tomorrow?"

"Is that so? Okay, let's do it at 10 a.m. tomorrow."

Xiao Meng didn't want to agree in her heart, but after all, she was still reluctant to let Qiao Weidong go, and the sunk cost was too high.

"Hey, okay, thank you, Teacher Xiaomeng, see you tomorrow."

Fang Yuan hung up the phone happily, finally feeling relieved.

When they returned home in the evening, Fang Yuan and Tong Wenjie talked about tomorrow's plans.

"Should we take Yifan with us tomorrow? Let Xiaomeng take a look then."

"No need, Yifan still has classes tomorrow, let's go over and take a look first."

Tong Wenjie herself didn't want Fang Yifan to take the art exam, and of course didn't want Fang Yifan to go, so she directly refused.

Saturday, 10am.

In the coffee shop, Xiao Meng looked at Fang Yuan and Tong Wenjie with no expression on her face.

"Teacher Xiaomeng, we want to consult you about the art exam."

"Your son is already in his third year of high school, right? It's a bit late for him to take the art exam now. Others have already taken the exam and studied several years in advance. Now, he has to be really talented to pass it."

"However, if you really want to participate, for Qiao Weidong's sake, I can help you contact the art exam teacher, but whether your child can pass the exam depends on him or her."

After hearing Xiao Meng's words, Fang Yuan didn't know what to say and subconsciously looked at Tong Wenjie.

"Xiao Meng, even though you were a mistress before, you still listen to reason and now you've broken up with Qiao Weidong, which is good."

"I hope you won't do this again in the future."

Xiao Meng looked at Tong Wenjie and accused her with the air of a moral master, and her anger rose sharply. She looked at her with a sullen face.

Fang Yuan saw Xiao Meng's expression and anxiously pulled Tong Wenjie's hand, trying to get her to stop talking.

"Okay, since you guys are so powerful, then figure out a way yourself."

Xiao Meng had always looked down on Fang Yuan and Tong Wenjie, and now that she was humiliated, she became even angrier and got up and left.

Fang Yuan watched Xiao Meng leave, then stood up and wanted to invite her back.

Tong Wenjie directly grabbed Fang Yuan. She really did it on purpose today just to take credit for it when she returns to Song Qian.

"Wife, what's wrong with you today? Aren't we looking for help?"

"It's okay. What I said is not wrong. Besides, we can find the art exam teacher ourselves. There is no need to ask her for help."

"When the time comes, I'll go back and have a good talk with Song Qian. How can Song Qian not be happy?"

Fang Yuan opened his mouth, looking somewhat powerless to complain.

My dear wife, have you forgotten what we are going to do today? Besides, Song Qian will never marry her daughter to you just because of this matter.

However, Fang Yuan didn't dare to really say it out loud. Tong Wenjie was the one who had the final say at home, so he could only bow his head.

After Fang Yuan and Tong Wenjie returned home, Tong Wenjie went straight to Song Qian to take credit.

"Song Qian, you don't know who I met today. I saw Xiao Meng."

"I went over and gave her a lecture, telling her not to be a mistress anymore. You didn't see how ugly Xiao Meng's face was."

"Thank you, Wenjie, but don't talk about Xiaomeng anymore. She and Qiao Weidong broke up, and she really isn't a mistress."

Song Qian is not depressed at all now. Her daughter is close to her, and even Qiao Weidong comes to her every day.

She no longer cared about Xiao Meng.

Tong Wenjie didn't expect this to happen. Before, when Song Qian heard about Xiao Meng's affairs, she would be furious, but she didn't expect it to be like this.

"Okay, no problem, but I have another favor to ask of you. Can you help me get a spot at Nengcheng Education? Yifan really needs extra lessons."

"You don't even know that he wants to take the art exam now, isn't this nonsense?"

The two were chatting with Song Qian, while Qiao Weidong received a call from Xiao Meng.

"Qiao Weidong, I just want to ask you one thing. When I was with you, were you divorced?"

"Yes what's the matter?"

"Today, Fang Yuan and his wife really pissed me off. They even said I was a mistress. I will never help them. I'm telling you I'll die."