All-Mighty Girl Gets Spoiled by A Bigshot

Chapter 100: Argument

Qin Churou shook her head. “This is the first time I’ve seen this man.”

“This is ridiculous. She’s dating at such a young age. She’s really unworldly. When she comes to a big city, she learns from those low-class women.” Lin Shuya frowned.

On the other side, Qin Sheng raised her head and saw Lin Shuya. She looked away and pretended that she didn’t exist.

“Brother Fu, let’s go back.”

The two of them walked past Lin Shuya. Lin Shuya wanted to lecture Qin Sheng, but Qin Sheng didn’t even look at her.

Lin Shuya’s face froze. She watched as Qin Sheng walked further and further away from her.

“How did I give birth to such a daughter? When she saw me, she treated me as if I didn’t exist.” Lin Shuya was extremely uncomfortable. She could have despised Qin Sheng, but she gave birth to Qin Sheng and gave her life. What reason did Qin Sheng have to despise her?

Lin Shuya’s gaze fell on Qin Churou again, and her expression softened. “Rou’er, it’s fortunate that I have a daughter like you.”

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Fu Hanchuan returned to the car. He sat in the driver’s seat, and Qin Sheng was beside him.

He sent Qin Sheng back to the Qin Residence.

“Sheng Sheng.”

Fu Hanchuan called out to Qin Sheng, who was unfastening her seatbelt.

He took out a bag of white rabbit milk candy. “Sheng Sheng, eat more candy.”

Qin Sheng took it, opened it, and took out a white rabbit milk candy.

The white rabbit milk candy lay in her fair palm.

Fu Hanchuan looked at it, and his eyes deepened.

“Thank you, Brother Fu.”

Qin sheng peeled off the candy wrapper and put the candy into her mouth. The sweet taste spread in her mouth until it reached her heart.

Qin Sheng narrowed her eyes, enjoying it very much.

Qin Sheng liked to eat candy very much, and she ate a few of them every day.

Fu Hanchuan smiled. A sense of satisfaction was spreading in his heart.

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After the parent-teacher conference, Huang Xiaoyan took the city bus back alone.

Huang Xiaoyan was changing her slippers at the entrance. Jiang Wangya had just returned from outside. She was dressed very brightly, carrying several shopping bags in her hands.

When she saw Huang Xiaoyan, the corners of her lips curled up into a smile. “Xiaoyan, you’re back?”

“Yes,” Huang Xiaoyan replied casually.

Father Huang was sitting in the living room reading the newspaper when he heard the sound. He stood up and took the shopping bags from Jiang Wangya’s hand.

“Xiaoyan, how did you score this time?”

Father Huang was very busy and rarely paid attention to Huang Xiaoyan. Jiang Wangya took care of Huang Xiaoyan’s life.

He didn’t even know that Huang Xiaoyan had taken the exam. It was only yesterday when Jiang Wangya told him that the class teacher had asked him to attend the parent-teacher conference that he found out that Huang Xiaoyan had taken a test.

Father Huang had asked Jiang Wangya to attend, but Jiang Wangya found an excuse and didn’t go over.

Huang Xiaoyan’s answer was very casual. “I passed.”

Father Huang frowned. “Xiaoyan, your grades haven’t been good. I also put in a lot of effort to get you into the best school in H City. Can’t you be like Qin Churou and Su Yixiu in Class 1 and be a little better?”

Huang Xiaoyan lowered her eyebrows and was very quiet.

Her eyes were filled with mist.

“Brother Xing, don’t talk about Xiaoyan. No matter what, as long as Xiaoyan is happy, that’s all that matters,” Jiang Wangya advised gently.

Huang Xiaoyan sneered. “Jiang Wangya, don’t be so hypocritical. It’s disgusting.”

Father Huang was angry. He had never cared about his daughter. After all, she had food, clothing, and shelter. She had never lacked anything. Since she was young, he had never mistreated her.

He had pampered her too much, which was why she was so arrogant now.

Father Huang rubbed his brows and felt a headache coming on. “Apologize to your mother.”

Huang Xiaoyan could no longer hold back her tears. She pointed at Father Huang and shouted, “My mother is dead. What kind of mother is she?”

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