Reborn as a Weak Beauty Pampered by All

Chapter 1281: Chapter 1202:

"Enough, stop arguing." Luo Yanqing said with a blank face, calming the three Min Rui siblings. "You all have to go to school. If your studies get delayed because you go visit your mom, do you think your mom would be happy?"

Ming Han and Ming Wei simultaneously fell silent.

"Study hard. I’ll tell your mom that you all miss her very much." Luo Yanqing said this, then turned his gaze to Min Rui. "You’re the eldest brother, you have to supervise your younger brother and sister’s studies. When your mom gives birth to your little brother or sister, I’ll call back."

Min Rui nodded to show he understood.

Luo Yanqing asked his eldest son.

"I’ll write it in a bit." Min Rui didn’t talk much, but he was in no way slower than his younger siblings when it came to acting. He sat down at his desk, took letter paper and a fountain pen from the drawer, thought for a moment, then began writing carefully.

Luo Yanqing, seeing this, quietly left.

But just as he walked to the middle of the living room, a woman’s hysterical crying came from next door at Wen’s family. However, the crying suddenly stopped, as if the "click" button on a tape recorder had been pressed to pause.

Wen’s family.

"Cry! Why’d you stop? Don’t you like going crazy? Keep going!"

Wen Siyuan’s eyes were icy as he stared at his wife Su Man. It wasn’t that he had never expected this—no, he actually should have expected it. With Su Man’s three-days-fishing-two-days-drying-the-net way of attending school,

being advised by the school to withdraw was only a matter of time. What he hadn’t expected was that the previous time the school called home, he just happened to be the one to pick up. They were only reminding the family to pay attention,

which, put plainly, was a warning. This time, just this afternoon, he was on leave and home again, and again happened to take the call from Su Man’s school, asking him to come over and take Su Man home.

"Why didn’t you help me?"

Holding back a belly full of anger and helplessness, Su Man glared fixedly at Wen Siyuan. "You’re happy seeing me get kicked out, aren’t you? But if I lose face like this, do you somehow gain face?"

"How am I supposed to help you?"

A hint of mockery tinted the coldness in Wen Siyuan’s eyes. "Just tell me, in these two-plus years at school, how many classes have you actually attended, and how many exams have you taken?"

"But that still isn’t a valid reason for the school to force me out! And is this even a ’persuasion to withdraw’? They directly canceled my student status and won’t let me stay in school at all."

Su Man’s eyes brimmed with tears. "Besides, who was I skipping class for? I did it for this family!"

"Don’t make it sound so high and noble." Wen Siyuan’s tone was unreadable. "All the household expenses and the kids’ schooling costs are paid by me. Has a single cent of the money you made from your stall ever been spent on this home?"

With her lie exposed, Su Man’s cheeks burned.

"You’ve got a perfectly good university you don’t attend, and it’s not like I’m so poor I need you to earn to support the household. But you, your eyes and heart are full of nothing but money—running off to the South during holidays to buy goods,

coming back and setting up stalls isn’t enough, you even encroach on regular class time. Previously, when your school leaders called home, I warned you: stop your three-days-fishing-two-days-drying-the-net routine, stay in school and study properly. How did you promise me then?

And now look, you’ve been directly expelled by the school. When the people in the compound find out, where are you going to put your face?"

Thinking of what the school leaders said this afternoon when he went to pick Su Man up, Wen Siyuan couldn’t help feeling his own face burn; at the time he’d wanted nothing more than to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

The school had laid out the reasons for expulsion as clear as day, yet Su Man felt no shame. Instead she made a huge scene in the school leaders’ office, demanding to know why they were expelling her.

After he’d gotten the full picture, only two words remained in his head: "What a disgrace"!

Kang Li raised her eyebrows.

Cai Xiufen glared. "Go on, go on, when have I ever looked down on him? I just said that Yanqing doesn’t really smile much usually, he gives people a slightly cold feeling, not easy to get close to. I’m afraid that way he won’t make any friends."

"He’s busy with work every day. Does your son-in-law even need to make friends?" Kang Li didn’t care. "Besides, if he has time to make friends, your son-in-law would much rather spend it with your precious daughter—me."

"Your skin’s getting thicker and thicker."

Cai Xiufen’s eyes were full of affection, and she couldn’t help laughing out loud.

"Where? Your daughter is the easiest person to get shy, which proves my skin is very thin!" As she said this, Kang Li was almost nauseated by her own syrupy words. She folded her arms and involuntarily shivered, then made a funny face at Cai Xiufen.

"You—how old are you now, and you’re still like an overgrown child!"

It sounded like a scolding, but her tone was full of indulgence.

"In front of my mom, I am an overgrown child!"

Kang Li’s expression was full of pride. Seeing Cai Xiufen’s helpless look, she lifted her chin. "Aren’t I?"

"Yes, yes, yes." Cai Xiufen was both helpless and amused. She stood up. "It’s getting late. Go to bed early."

It was already close to nine-thirty at night.

"Mom, good night!"

Kang Li waved her hand.

Cai Xiufen responded with an "mm" and walked out of Kang Li’s bedroom.

In China.

Around noon, at about twelve o’clock, Luo Yanqing finally finished the project he was working on.

"You’re sure you want to go?"

Director Song asked Luo Yanqing.

"We agreed on it this morning."

Luo Yanqing’s expression was indifferent. He met Director Song’s gaze. "You’re not approving it?"

"That’s not it." Director Song shook his head, his expression solemn. "Your status is unusual. I don’t need to say more; you know that yourself."

"Xiao Li needs me." Luo Yanqing knew Director Song was saying this for his own good, but he believed that forging an identity was very easy for Director Song—or more precisely, for the relevant departments’ comrades.

Besides, when he went abroad, there would definitely be someone accompanying him. In that case, what was there to worry about?

Looking straight into Luo Yanqing’s eyes, Director Song was silent for a long moment. He rose from the sofa, walked to the desk in the office. "These are all the documents you’ll need to go abroad."

"How am I supposed to help you?"

A hint of mockery tinted the coldness in Wen Siyuan’s eyes. "Just tell me, in these two-plus years at school, how many classes have you actually attended, and how many exams have you taken?"

"But that still isn’t a valid reason for the school to force me out! And is this even a ’persuasion to withdraw’? They directly canceled my student status and won’t let me stay in school at all."

Su Man’s eyes brimmed with tears. "Besides, who was I skipping class for? I did it for this family!"

"Don’t make it sound so high and noble." Wen Siyuan’s tone was unreadable. "All the household expenses and the kids’ schooling costs are paid by me. Has a single cent of the money you made from your stall ever been spent on this home?"

With her lie exposed, Su Man’s cheeks burned.

"You’ve got a perfectly good university you don’t attend, and it’s not like I’m so poor I need you to earn to support the household. But you, your eyes and heart are full of nothing but money—running off to the South during holidays to buy goods,

coming back and setting up stalls isn’t enough, you even encroach on regular class time. Previously, when your school leaders called home, I warned you: stop your three-days-fishing-two-days-drying-the-net routine, stay in school and study properly. How did you promise me then?

And now look, you’ve been directly expelled by the school. When the people in the compound find out, where are you going to put your face?"

Thinking of what the school leaders said this afternoon when he went to pick Su Man up, Wen Siyuan couldn’t help feeling his own face burn; at the time he’d wanted nothing more than to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

The school had laid out the reasons for expulsion as clear as day, yet Su Man felt no shame. Instead she made a huge scene in the school leaders’ office, demanding to know why they were expelling her.

After he’d gotten the full picture, only two words remained in his head: "What a disgrace"!