Before, I never found Zhou Siyu so annoying, but now that exams are getting closer, I dislike her more and more.
"Don’t worry about her, let’s go inside!"
Shen Mianmian smiled and called them to enter the school together.
"I didn’t expect your dad to actually follow through this time. I was worried he was all talk and no action; I even planned to go back and pick you up."
Shen Mianmian had barely sat down when Lu Siyuan made a snide remark.
Don’t blame him for being overcautious; it’s just that Shen Jianhua, as a father, was too incompetent.
Shen Mianmian had a good temperament, which was why she had been putting up with them. If it were him, he would have cut ties with the family long ago. Parents like these were worse than none at all; otherwise, they would torment you to death sooner or later.
Lu Siyuan didn’t know that, in the previous life, Shen Mianmian really had been tormented to death.
Shen Mianmian laughed at herself, "I’m getting older now, and he won’t treat me the way he used to anymore." At least, not overtly.
Her dad also understood that Zhou Siyu wouldn’t provide for them in their old age; in the end, it would still be her, so he wouldn’t do anything too outrageous.
But the more it was , the sadder she felt.
Even knowing that she would be the one to support them in their old age, there was no substantial return for all the love and support given to Zhou Siyu, who still received selfless affection from her father, including being sent to school. This was the most heartbreaking for Shen Mianmian.
The illegitimate daughter.
These three words truly ruined her life.
If they really hated her that much, they should have just abandoned her back then; why bother bringing her back.
"At this rate, if they were to sell you, you would even help them count the money," said Lu Siyuan, annoyed, thinking Shen Mianmian still had hopes for Shen Jianhua. "Exams start tomorrow; you better buckle up and not fall apart at the crucial moment."
Kids change faces quickly, chatting amiably one second and shifting tones the next.
Shen Mianmian couldn’t be bothered to argue with him and started reading her book.
With exams tomorrow, it also meant that after three years together, they would go their separate ways. Beyond the pressure of studying, there was also a reluctance to part ways with their fellow classmates.
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The only exceptions were Shen Mianmian and Lu Siyuan, who weren’t worried at all. Whether it was First High, Second High, or Third High, they were bound for the same school anyway. It would just be another place for them to study together.
The day passed quickly, and in the afternoon, Shen Mianmian and Zhou Siyu left the school one after the other. Shen Jianhua and Zhou Lanfang, who had been waiting, immediately came over to greet them.
"Uncle, Auntie, she is my deskmate; her uncle is the one who tutors us," Zhou Siyu introduced, pointing to Zhao Xinlan beside her.
"Hello, uncle, hello, auntie," said Zhao Xinlan, bowing to the two with a smile, as sweet as the girl next door whom all adults love.
But her heart was not pleased.
The two of them were supposed to go to Song Zhengguo’s place for tutoring, yet Zhou Siyu had asked her aunt to pick her up. What did that mean?
"Good, good, good, such a pretty girl," said Zhou Lanfang, smiling ingratiatingly after hearing Zhou Siyu was studying at her place. "You two sit together, take care of each other, study hard together, and hopefully, you’ll go to high school together as well."
"Siyu and I will both try our best," Zhao Xinlan replied perfunctorily, feeling impatient in her heart, as she hated dealing with these nagging elders the most.
"Auntie, I’m going to go study with Xinlan now. If you’re bored, you can stroll around town," Zhou Siyu said hurriedly. She was worried Zhou Lanfang might ask too many questions and that Zhao Xinlan’s answers wouldn’t match what she had told them.