My Wife Longs for Divorce Every Day-Chapter 13 - 013, Nancheng University

13 013, Nancheng University

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“If you’re not moving out, that’s fine too.” Su Wanwan suddenly changed her tone. “After all, grandfather will be discharged from the hospital and returning home for recovery tomorrow. We’ve had many visitors these past days, thus it might be less inconvenient if some people could control themselves better. If that’s too difficult, maybe they should consider getting a hotel room. You’re all above 17 anyway, legally adults, so there’s no need to sneak around as if you’re afraid of being caught by paparazzi.”

Her words were full of insinuation, making everyone’s faces turn colorful.

Su Yanyan was ready to blow her top, but greatly to her annoyance, she had to suppress her anger since Xing Yuyun was sitting right next to her. “Dad, listen to her,” she whined, “She’s unbearable!”

Su Yuntang’s eyes bulged with rage, and his blood pressure skyrocketed.

First, it was the hefty 170,000. Then she turned to quibbles about their age, 17.

One moment she talked about moving out, the next she was using Su Xueqin to pressure him!

What sins had he committed to deserve such a tormenting child in his lifetime?

“Wanwan just has a sense of humor,” Jiang Yi intervened, suppressing her displeasure. “Since father is going to be discharged tomorrow, Mrs. Yang, please make sure to clean up father’s room…”

“Mrs. Yang, please clean up my room as well,” Su Wanwan added. “I’ll be heading to Nancheng University in September so I need my desk moved to the balcony.”

“Enrolling at Nancheng University? What do you mean?” Su Yanyan immediately picked up on the key point.

“I forgot to mention it.” Su Wanwan responded with a smile. “I’m not going back to Los Angeles. Grandfather and Grandfather Chu have already made arrangements for me to join Nancheng University as a junior this fall.”

“What?”

Su Yanyan jumped to her feet.

She made such a racket that she scraped the chair’s legs on the floor, creating a screeching noise.

Nancheng University was the mainstay of Nancheng, the highest-ranking academy in the country, and the dream of countless aspiring students. How much effort had she invested, how many top-flight tutors had she employed, to barely scrape past the admission cut-off, only for Su Wanwan to transfer in so easily?

The biggest irony was that Su Wanwan would become a junior, effectively her senior. For years, Su Yuntang had sent Su Wanwan to a boarding school, allowing her some peace. Now, they were going to be attending the same university, running into each other constantly.

How was she supposed to endure it!

Jiang Yi, too, was taken aback.

She knew that Su Xueqin doted on Su Wanwan, but she never imagined it would go to this extent ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

The usually calm, upright Su Yuntang had even gone to the Chus to pull strings for such a matter?

…

The dinner ended in a farce.

Su Yanyan, not able to bear the humiliation, excused herself on the grounds of loss of appetite and sobbed her way upstairs.

Before Jiang Yi could send Xing Yuyun up to comfort her, he suddenly stood up.

“Wanwan, come with me to the balcony. I have something to tell you.”

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yi’s face turned stiff.

Su Wanwan just raised an eyebrow, “What is it that my brother-in-law can’t say in here?”

“Yuyun.” Su Yuntang warned.

Xing Yuyun suppressed his impatience, assurance in his voice, “Uncle, don’t worry. I just want to clarify something between Yanyan and me.”

“But I’m not at all interested in any of the crap between you two. Also, this is the Su family. Su Yanyan is crying upstairs while my sister and her fiancé are going to the balcony? It doesn’t seem appropriate?” Su Wanwan said, pouring the wine from the decanter into her glass. Her cool side profile made her point, “Isn’t that right, dad?”

Su Yuntang glared at Su Wanwan, his temper somewhat assuaged, “Yuyun, rest assured. I’ve already discussed this with your granddad. The engagement banquet for you and Yanyan will be held on the 20th of next month as planned.”

Xing Yuyun stood there, a storm brewing in his eyes. After a long pause, he answered with a single word, “Okay.”