After Rebirth, the Celebrity Daughter is the Medical Expert!-Chapter 86 - 61: Graduation, Still Getting By_3

"Do you think our school is some kind of garbage school? There are so many excellent people with resources, and you still want me to be in the top three in the whole school. Do you think I’m Superman?" Fang Han huffed and left after saying that.

"The child has grown up and has a temper now. You can’t say even one bad word," Ning Xian complained to Gu Xihuo, seeing her daughter so angry.

"The girl has grown up and wants face. When you talk to her in the future, say it behind closed doors, not in front of others," Gu Xihuo said, having just finished a phone call and sitting down in a good mood.

"There aren’t any outsiders here," Ning Xian was speechless, turning her head and directing her son, "Fang Huai, go see where your sister went."

"I’m not going. I want to play with Youyou," Fang Huai had no interest in finding his sister.

"Let her calm down by herself for a while. She’s not in danger at home. I’ll coax her later during dinner," Gu Xihuo instructed the workers, "Make a Snow Crab Gratin, Hanhan loves it."

"Grandma, I want to eat shrimp," Fang Huai said, happy to hear there was something delicious, "What does Youyou want to eat? Do you want some shrimp?"

"I can eat a little," said You Guang.

"You eat the shrimp yourself. Youyou likes vegetarian food," Gu Xihuo instructed the workers to make more vegetarian dishes which her granddaughter loves.

"Ah, what’s so good about vegetables," Fang Huai widened his eyes at his cousin, extremely surprised.

He and his sister both love seafood the most and dislike vegetables the most.

"Vegetables are delicious. Eating more vegetables makes you grow tall and beautiful," You Guang coaxed her cousin.

She couldn’t tell him that eating too much seafood could lead to a cold constitution.

But beauty and height, everyone desires those.

As expected, Fang Huai’s eyes lit up, "So, Youyou is so beautiful because she eats a lot of vegetables?"

"Yes," You Guang smiled and handed him a cherry. "And fruits."

Gu Xihuo looked on and couldn’t help but laugh.

They chatted a little more, and Ning Xian said, "I haven’t seen my brother for a long time. What’s he busy with recently?"

"Busy filming, I think. Last I heard, he went to Thailand for a shoot."

"My brother is still very talented, but his mind is always elsewhere," Ning Xian glanced meaningfully at her niece.

Thanks to Ning Yi, she had also made some friends in the entertainment industry these years, which gave the Fang family some benefits in the film industry.

But the best piece of the pie, like the soaring "Yi Light Year," their family never got any initial shares.

Thinking about the scene when "Yi Light Year" went public earlier this year, and the consistently rising stock price these past months made her feel blocked. She always felt that Ning Yi treated her, his second sister, differently.

On the way back home from House Ning, apart from Fang Huai being carefree, both Fang Han and Ning Xian were a bit down.

"Let me tell you, you should focus on your studies and improve your grades. Although you can’t compare with Youyou, don’t let it be too embarrassing," Ning Xian said with a stern face to her daughter.

"If Youyou is so great, why don’t you be her mom?" Fang Han angrily turned her head away.

"I’m her aunt, not her mom!" Ning Xian was so angry she hit her daughter with a bag.

After a while, she spoke again, "In a few days, I’ll ask Xie Haitang from the Xia family to find out where they hired their tutor, and I’ll hire one for you too."

"Alright," Fang Han’s face finally looked a little better.

...

Shi Family.

For nearly a year, Shi Manchuan often felt mentally exhausted and gradually reduced his workload, staying at home more often.

After his eldest son’s death, though he didn’t see him off at the crematorium, he wasn’t untouched or guilt-free in his heart.

But that guilt was fleeting, quickly swept away by the burdensome work and the bustling spirit around him.

Life, after all, must go on.

He has always been someone who values goals and efficiency.

But as the second and third branches of the family moved out, time passed slowly, and he frequently felt weary, he couldn’t help but feel a bit lonely.

That silent boy became more conspicuous in the empty house.

"Wangyue." One day, after lunch, Shi Manchuan called out to the boy with a black backpack hastening to leave.

"Grandpa," the boy stopped, puzzled.

"In a rush?"

"Sort of."

"Come here," Shi Manchuan motioned to the boy, with a rare softness in his expression, "What are you getting ready for?"

"Going to a fencing class." The boy stood beside the old man, straight as a bamboo, neat and clear-cut.

"What time is the class?"

"Two-thirty in the afternoon."

Shi Manchuan checked the time, "You still have a while, sit down," he pointed to the empty seat opposite.

Shi Wangyue sat down at his direction. 1314