Chapter 4 Idiot, What Are You Arguing with Her For?

Everyone's eyes instantly focused on Yun Ci.

I saw Yun Ci was holding his cheeks, and his fingers were boringly drawing circles on the table. Hearing Ruan Feiyue's question, he answered slowly: "That's a wrong question, and none of the four options are correct."

Ruan Feiyue burst out laughing: "Aci, this time the maths paper was prepared by An Linsong, a national math master, how could it be wrong?"

Everyone knows it well, it must be Yun Ci who doesn't know the answer and is afraid of embarrassment, so he talked nonsense like this.

Even the servants on the side looked a little more contemptuous.

Sure enough, he grew up in the country, not only stupid, but also full of nonsense, not even a finger of Miss Fei Yue's.

I don't know why Mrs. insisted to bring her back.

Ruan Feiyue sneered in her heart.

She really is an idiot, what are you arguing with her for?

Ruan Bingde said solemnly, "Aci, no matter how you were in the past, now that you are home, I will arrange for you to enter the best Lance Middle School. You must study hard in the future."

Yun Ci lowered his head and only gave a faint hum.

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Back in the room, the phone rang suddenly, Yun Ci just connected, there was an old mourning voice: "Xiao Cici, I'm done! This month's math exam, I actually made a wrong question, woo woohoo..."

Yun Ci sneered ruthlessly: "So your old man didn't find out until now?"

"I'm not old, and my head is useless. You don't want to ask me to help me with the question."

An Linsong complained bitterly, not looking like a serious old man at all.

"Next time."

Yun Ci made a perfunctory sentence and hung up the phone.

The next day, she got up early, came to Ruan Feiyue's bedroom, and knocked on the door.

Ruan Feiyue opened the door, and when she saw her, her face was instantly gloomy, and she asked impatiently, "Is something wrong?"

Yun Ci said expressionlessly: "Do you want to go out together?"

Ruan Feiyue showed a suspicious look: "Where are you going?"

"Mum's cemetery, she wants to see you."

Yun Ci was raised by her mother alone since she was a child.

When she learned that Yun Ci was held in the wrong hands, her mother was terminally ill. Before she died, she always wanted to see her own daughter.

Ruan Feiyue frowned, feeling inexplicable: "What are you talking about, mother?"

"In terms of blood, your mother." Yun Ci said clearly.

This sentence seemed to have suddenly stepped on Ruan Feiyue's painful foot, and she instantly became angry: "I don't have that kind of country mother! Stop talking nonsense!"

Even if she is not biological, she will always be the daughter of the Ruan family, and no one wants to change, she should not have anything to do with that kind of remote place!

Yun Ci's eyes narrowed slightly, and he smiled contemptuously: "Yes, you don't deserve it either."

When you're done, turn around and leave.

Ruan Feiyue was furious and slammed on the door.

Taking the car to the cemetery in the suburbs, Yun Ci put down the bouquet and slowly stroked the photo on the tombstone. His always cold eyes finally revealed a hint of softness.

"Mom, I will listen to you and stay at Ruan's house, don't worry."

Although she lived a poor life in the countryside, her mother never treated her badly since she was a child.

The kindness of raising her will never be forgotten in her life.

After leaving the cemetery, Yun Ci drove to the city center again, walked into a remote alley, pushed open the rusted iron door, climbed to the third floor with ease, and kicked the security door of the apartment with his toes.

Soon, the door was opened, and a figure appeared in front of him.

The man looks handsome, wearing home clothes, with half sleeves rolled, with a narrow waist and long legs, a high figure, a refined smile on the corner of his mouth, his own bookish air, and a pink apron.

He leaned lazily by the door: "Yo, it's finally here? I've been waiting for you for a long time."