Help! I became a hot mom and taught my husband to be a bad kid

on Monday.

After working for several days in a row, Lan Jia took a day off, which was the most painful day for workers.

She and Yao Yao came to the ward together to take care of her sister-in-law, and asked Su Tingxi to take Liu Yufeng home to rest. It was time for Su Yuze to go back to school.

Although the child was extremely reluctant to go home, there was really nothing he could do to help if he stayed here. The patients in the hospital were all taken care of by special nurses, so his family didn't have to worry about them at all.

I reluctantly followed my grandma and dad back home. Thinking about showing off my horseback riding to Wang Yifan, I thought going to school would be a good idea.

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There were only three women left in the ward. Su Xiaonian couldn't look at her phone, so she stared at the TV on the wall, completely absorbed. She was busy with work and rarely watched TV, so she took advantage of these few days to catch up on her favorite dramas.

Yao Yao pulled Lan Jia into the living room of the suite and said very seriously, "Lan Jia, I have something to talk to you about."

Seeing that her good friend was so serious, Lan Jia thought something had happened, so she asked her to drink some water and then speak slowly.

Unexpectedly, Yao Yao mentioned an old friend as soon as he opened his mouth.

Hao Jian.

Her ex-husband is Xiao Yaozi's biological father.

The two were seniors in the same department at the Chinese University of Hong Kong. Now they are the editors-in-chief of a fashion media group and have access to the best fashion resources.

"Hao Jian called Xiao Yaozi last night for the first time, and then he insisted on saying a few words to me." Yao Yao stared at his good friend's face meaningfully, "That guy wants to remarry me."

Lan Jia shook the cup in her hand. If she had been stronger, she would have crushed it to pieces. Her brows furrowed. "What do you mean? You didn't agree to it just because he said so many words?"

"A rat poop fell into the pond. I picked it out, but is the soup still the same? Of course I won't drink it." Yao Yao gently turned the cup in his hand. "He said that the little model was breaking up with him."

"separate?"

"Yeah, I just found out too. They weren't even married. Damn, a grown man was crying on the phone, saying that she was just using him as a stepping stone and now she's dating a boss."

Hao Jian joined the fashion group right after graduation and quickly became the editor-in-chief. He has his own set of ideas, hiring the most professional editors, combining the most talented photographers and models, and creating the highest quality magazines with the highest production standards.

Newsstands are long gone, and the decline of print media is unstoppable. While fashion magazines have introduced many new innovations, their sales are far superior to other magazines, and they have access to abundant resources. Fans will pay for their idols, and beauty-conscious women will pay for their own aesthetics.

Hao Jian is still a guest of honor at major international fashion weeks.

But it is not as beautiful as before.

At best, Hao Jian is just a senior worker.

Models are a young profession, and if they don't transition quickly, their careers are quite limited. Marrying a wealthy man is the best path forward.

"He also said that he had only cheated on me physically, but that he would always be with me and my daughter mentally."

"He's so shameless!" Lan Jia shook her head. Hao Jian was always a man of letters, and he had to cover up even his infidelity with a fig leaf.

Both she and Yao Yao are people with purist obsession with relationships. Cheating is the last bottom line, and it cannot be forgiven no matter what the reason is.

Yao Yao clapped his hands lightly, smiled and sighed: "I also want to marry a rich man!"

Lan Jia wondered why her ex-husband's dumping still upset her.

"It's okay, I'm just complaining. I'm thinking about your school district housing."

It turned out that ever since asking Ye Zhihong during the camping trip, his original idea of letting Xiao Yaozi enter school early became more determined, and he must go to the primary school affiliated to Jinghai University.

She believed that Ye Zhihong was a rare good principal and her daughter must be very happy here.

He asked Ye Zhihong, and the admission requirements for the affiliated primary school were very simple, the same as those for thousands of other good schools - school district housing.

"I've seen houses in your school district, but I can't afford it. I'd have to sell my current house and add my savings to make a down payment. You know, my current house isn't in a good school district, so there's not much demand for it. If I want to sell it quickly, I'd have to slash the price."

Lan Jia didn't expect that both of them would encounter difficulties in buying a house.

I have some money, but not much.

"Are you really planning to let Xiao Yaozi start school early?"

"Yes," Yao Yao nodded seriously. "She has absolutely no interest in going to kindergarten. There's no need to worry about her reading ability, memory, and comprehension. I found elementary school test papers online, and at least she has no problems in the second grade."

"Besides, aren't the first and second grades next to each other in the affiliated primary school? She likes Brother Xiaoze and Brother Yifan so much. In the future, if they live upstairs and downstairs, she can play with them after class."

For safety reasons, the first to third floors of the main teaching building of the affiliated primary school are for first and second graders, and moving up a grade also means moving up a floor.

But the time between classes was so short that by the time Xiao Yaozi ran up and down two or three floors with his short legs, it was time for class again before he could say a few words.

"When we were young, there was no concept of school district housing..." Lan Jia couldn't help but sigh. The TV station's news department once did a series of reports on school district housing in ten major cities across the country. The response was strong, but the impact on reality was minimal.

Yao Yao ignored his friend and continued, "Housing in the school district depends on how long you've been registered. Many parents start planning before their children are even born, and their household registration is in the same area from the moment they're born. Even if I buy a house now, there won't even be a year until next year of school. Xiao Yaozi isn't old enough yet, so I'll have to rely on Principal Ye's connections to get into any school."

"There's another way to get into school that's more secure than housing in a school district."

"any solution?"

Yao Yao smiled brightly, "Principal Ye said that if parents are employees of Jinghai University or its affiliated primary school, their children can enroll directly."

Lan Jia really didn't know, because her family's household registration was in Jinghai Jiayuan, which was a school district house. In addition, given Su Tingxi's identity, Su Yuze didn't think about all these rules and regulations when he enrolled in school, and just signed up and went in.

After hearing what her good friend said, her eyes lit up, "Register you and Xiao Yaozi's household registration to our family."

Yao Yao was very moved and flatly refused!

"You're still on the news every day. How could the policymakers not have considered such an obvious loophole?"

"Don't even mention that you and I have no blood relationship. Even if you and I were sisters and Xiao Yaozi was your niece, she wouldn't be able to enter the school."

"The policy clearly states that if you want to enroll without a school district house, one of Xiao Yaozi's legal fathers and I must be a faculty member at Jinghai University or its affiliated primary school."

Lan Jia was also worried. "Why don't you just bear with it for a bit? A great writer would be more than qualified to write some promotional articles for the elementary school, right?"

"Do you think I haven't thought about it? My first thought was to become a cleaner or something, but in elementary schools, just like in universities, cleaners, security guards, and cafeteria staff are not considered teaching staff. To work in the publicity center of the attached elementary school, I first need a teaching certificate..."

Yao Yao smiled bitterly: "Hey, if I win the Nobel Prize in Literature, I will be a high-end talent introduction, and my child's enrollment problem will be solved with one click."

"You won the Nobel Prize for your child's schooling. You're truly inspiring!"

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