Chapter 482 A Guilty Conscience

Time passed slowly, and it was late August in a blink of an eye.

Xiaosan Chen Lu held her birthday party at the Peace Hotel.

The one-year-old baby could barely say a few nice words, and his parents also called her clearly.

In a few days, Chen Anan will be in the last grade of elementary school.

Erpi Ya is also about to enter the first grade. She has good grades and is fast in learning, so there is no pressure to go anywhere.

Chen Pingsheng still enrolled her in an international elementary school. The five-year-old girl carried a big schoolbag.

Running around the yard.

Chen Anan called her good friends, Xiao Zi and Xiaomi, who are also second-generation.

The three of them have the best relationship in the class, and Chen Pingsheng also knows their parents.

They haven't gathered together during the summer vacation, and now school is about to start, Xiao Zi and Xiaomi will come to her house together.

Chen Anan took them to her Anle Fund, and Xiao Zi and Xiaomi were so envious.

When she got home, she went to her parents and shouted that she also wanted to set up such a fund.

After eating a small bag, everyone immediately became honest.

Although their family has money, it is obvious that they are not rich enough to spend money recklessly.

Chen Anan herself has begun to concentrate, and she also asked her cousin Xiao Le, who is in high school, to tutor her at home.

Xiao Le has been very happy recently. In the past, because she was not a local in Shanghai, she was looked down upon by many classmates at school.

Now that her uncle has given her mother a Cullinan, she is relieved.

Cousin Anan needs to review her homework, and she, as a cousin, naturally has to take responsibility.

The two daughters of the eldest sister's family have very good grades. If nothing unexpected happens, they will definitely have no problem getting into a 985 university in the future.

Unlike Chen Anan, who can only go to Harvard if she doesn't work hard.

This seems to be a sarcasm, but it is also true.

After all, Harvard is a world-class university with a high global ranking, and Tsinghua University and Peking University are still far behind Harvard.

It is probably a bit difficult for Anan to get into Tsinghua University and Peking University with her grades.

You don't need to take the Harvard exam, you can get in by donating money.

"Cousin, what do you think about me not going to an international school in junior high school?"

"Are international schools not good? Why don't you go?"

"I want to make my dad proud with my grades." Chen Anan said seriously.

Xiao Le couldn't figure out her thoughts. Uncle is always famous wherever he goes. Besides, your grades can't be glorious.

The second girl played like crazy for two months, and she still got the first place after going to school.

Chen Anan studied whenever she had free time during the summer vacation, so she could barely maintain the middle ranking in the class.

Learning obviously requires talent.

"This, isn't it a bit difficult?"

"You have to do it if it's difficult."

Chen Anan said: "My dad is so good to me. If I can't even do this, I'm a failure."

"Okay!" Xiao Le quite agreed with this, but she didn't dare to say it directly.

"Those public junior high schools, including private junior high schools, value grades the most. If you go to such places to study, the pressure will be much greater."

Chen Anan thought about it and planned to propose it to her dad after finishing the sixth grade.

She also studied for several hours in the afternoon.

After she stretched, she planned to go out for a walk with her cousin.

As for Erya, she was digging with her butt sticking out, and there was a mobile phone next to her for live broadcasting.

The magic of the Internet is that everyone knows that she is the little princess of a wealthy family, but she doesn't even show her face during live broadcasts.

It is even more impossible for her to curry favor with those big brothers and sisters who send gifts.

But she can receive nearly one million gifts every time she broadcasts live.

Those netizens just like to give gifts to those who are not short of money.

Don't you think it's strange?

Erya doesn't care about money at all. For her, if someone gives her gifts, it means she likes it.

She never thought of using this thing to make money, but she can earn an ordinary person's salary for ten years in one day.

So far, she has never withdrawn the income from gifts.

As usual, she goes to her father for money, and goes to her mother for expensive items such as a small hoe made of pure gold.

"Erya, do you want to go out and play together?"

Her sister called her, and Erya agreed after thinking about it.

She was too lazy to change her clothes, and her body was still dirty.

"Sister, where are you going?"

"Let's go to Nanjing Street."

"Oh... I want to go too."

Nanjing Street in Shanghai is definitely one of the top ten in China, not because of its luxury.

But because of its prosperity.

To be able to open a store in such a place, the family's assets must be hundreds of millions.

Tens of millions must be there.

...

Erya went shopping with her sister.

The three of them still took the driver's car. Along the way, Xiao Le also introduced her high school life to Chen Anan.

I won't talk about the first and second years of high school.

After the third year of high school, the pressure is still very high. Many parents will choose to accompany their children to study during this period.

Those who have the conditions are fine, but those who don't have the conditions will have a hard time.

Although most of Xiao Le's class are locals in Shanghai, there are also many students from other places.

Moreover, after high school, many girls fall in love.

But after the third year of high school, they basically broke up again.

Nanjing Street is still as dazzling and charming as ever. The three of them walked and strolled with a cup of milk tea.

Xiao Le introduced the teacher enthusiastically, saying that there was a pretty female teacher in the class.

Then he was particularly nice to a sports student in the class, and it felt like a relationship beyond the average teacher-student relationship.

Thinking about it carefully, it seemed unlikely, after all, the female teacher was married.

Her husband often drove a Mercedes to pick her up from school.

It can only be said that when a woman wants to develop a little free love, this kind of love can transcend age.

It transcends ordinary ethical constraints.

As the three of them walked, they actually saw a woman wearing a duckbill hat, leaning on the arms of a little boy.

And that boy is her classmate, isn't he?

As for that woman, if Xiao Le hadn't accidentally seen her teacher wearing a duckbill hat and covering herself tightly.

She probably wouldn't recognize her at all.

Xiao Le himself was open and aboveboard, but he felt a little guilty.

He quickly pulled Chen Anan and the others to the side so that the teacher who was in free love in the distance wouldn't see them.

Chen Anan also asked her, "Cousin, what are you doing?"

Xiao Le hushed and motioned her to be quiet.

"An'an, you saw the woman in the duckbill cap, right? She's my teacher."

"What? She's your teacher?"

Chen An'an immediately followed her gaze and looked over, "What about the tall guy next to her?"

"My classmate, also the sports student in the class."

"So fierce?"

Chen An'an thought that the teacher was not very moral, should she go over and expose her directly.

Because of her family conditions, Xiao Le would always think about keeping things quiet first.

That is, she would not cause trouble, and would instinctively choose to avoid it at the first time when trouble came.

She pulled An'an and Erpi Ya and quickly turned around and walked to the other side, pretending that she didn't know about it.

But what she didn't realize was that the woman in the duckbill cap also noticed her.

Then her eyes instinctively tensed for a moment, and soon returned to normal.

She naturally recognized Xiao Le, but it was just recognition.

At this time, it was definitely impossible to run over and shout, Xiao Le, are you here to go shopping too?

After Xiao Le left, she patted her chest. After all, she was still a senior high school girl.

The development is also on a small scale, but the immaturity on her face has not yet faded.

At this moment, it seems that the thief is not the teacher.

But she herself, more nervous than anyone else.