To provoke Ye Jian1 to inappropriate behavior, Old Mrs. Yeâs abacus really worked.
Itâs a pity that no matter how proficient in calculations she is, it is absolutely impossible for Ye Jian to be unable to control her temper at any time and would deal with any unexpected events calmly after special training.
For a while, Old Mrs. Ye, who had not thought of a solution, glanced at her hand holding Ye Jianâs wrist, and there was a ghastly passing by her eyes.
The only way is to anger her and make her misbehave.
The old gray eyes flashed with calculations, and she buzzed with her nose: âYe Jian, if you can make trouble now, it wonât be the same in the future. If you donât have a home, you wonât have roots. You really want to make trouble and cause everyoneâs face to be dull? Do you really win if you think you have won? No, even if you win, you will still tarnish your reputation, you know?â
When she was eighteen or nineteen years old, she had caused such an embarrassment to herself that boys and girls teased her. Can she continue to be proud?
If she could listen this time, everyone would be happy.
If she doesnât listen, donât worry, she still has another trick up her sleeves!
Old Mrs. Ye has read countless people and has a set of methods for identifying and distinguishing people by herself. She can make her daughterâs family grow into a big business outside, using both strategies and methods.
If you canât plan to be reborn, you can count on her for only a few minutes.
There are hard things in softness, ruthlessness in hard things, and poisonous things in ruthlessness, she has tricks one after another!
âI heard that you got good grades and intend to enter a good university. You tell me, what if someone writes a letter about todayâs events to your future university, arenât you afraid that you wonât be able to stay in the new environment anymore?â The soft voice was intentionally softened so that only Ye Jian could hear it. Even Ye Zhifan, who was next to her, didnât even see her lips move, âYe Jian, you are still young. You donât know how powerful rumors are. Rumors can be an invisible murder weapon. You donât want to listen to me. Once the rumors spread throughout the entire school and people start to talk about the good student who doesnât even recognize her grandma, what do you think your classmates would think?â
She didnât believe that an eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl can be so calm! She must be scared!
Orphans who have left home regard the school as their home. If one day the school as her âhomeâ cannot tolerate her, she wants to see if Ye Jian can still stand up straight and talk to herself with that cold expression!n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âAt that time, the school will not tolerate you, and you will not be able to return home. Whatâs the point of living then? Do you dare to threaten me with your parentsâ photos? Jian girl, Jian girl, you are too naive. They have already turned to bones; they canât even touch me in this lifetime, is it possible for them to touch me after death?
One trick after another, if Ye Jian didnât make trouble and chose to obey her, she would be caught in her trap. But if Ye Jian really wanted to make trouble, that would more likely be the old womanâs wish!
She just hopes Ye Jian would make things bigger and louder! A high school student yelling at her grandma? Who wouldnât be affected?
Old Mrs. Ye had a sneer in her eyes; she looked at the young face in front of her.
So what if she was like Sun Xueqing?
Back then, the word âfilial pietyâ crushed Sun Xueqing to death, and now Old Mrs. Ye can still crush Sun Xueqingâs daughter to death!
Seeing Ye Jianâs face turned gloomy a little bit, Old Mrs. Ye still held it by herself and said: âToday, as long as you listen to grandmaâs arrangements, you can do whatever you want in the future.â
The hand on Ye Jianâs wrist was not retracted yet. Old Mrs. Ye waited for her hand to be pushed away so the school leaders could see what the good student in their eyes was like!