Fu Tingjun, let's get divorced

Chapter 307 Transfer Program
"I asked him about his studies."

Yang Qingwei looked at Yang Qingdong suspiciously, and Yang Qingdong nodded obediently.

"that's it?"

Yang Qingdong lowered his head to eat, and Fu Tingjun nodded as if nothing had happened. Could she not see such an obvious fake, but she gave them face, so she didn't say anything, but when she returned to the room at night, she still pulled Fu Tingjun to ask what happened.

Being so entangled by her, Fu Tingjun had no choice but to tell the truth.

"I want him to study here." Fu Tingjun dragged her to the sofa beside him and said, "The education here is much better than your hometown, and his grades are not bad. With some guidance, he will definitely be able to get into a good university. Of course , if he is willing to go abroad, I can also support him, I think it would be a pity if such a good young man failed the college entrance examination."

Yang Qingwei understood all this, but she felt that it was unfair to other people, and she didn't want to give Yang Qingdong the impression of taking the opportunity to take the lead.

"You can provide him with excellent educational resources, but what about other people? He did it opportunistically!" Yang Qingwei confessed that although she really wanted to do this, the rules in her heart prevented her from doing it willingly.

"The college entrance examination is for thousands of troops to cross the single-plank bridge. Don't you think that if your younger brother fails the exam, no one will be able to? Naive!" Fu Tingjun returned to his original nature, "This is a world where the weak can prey on the strong. If you fail, you will be punished by others." On the top, if you want fairness, you must first be strong, and when you are strong to a certain level, you can fight for fairness for some people, if you can't do it yourself, how can you force others to be fair?"

Fu Tingjun took her hand and said seriously, "He wants to be a lawyer and fight for justice for those who are oppressed. If he doesn't study the law, how can he help others? Don't you think so?"

"I'm helping him just to give him a chance. Can I win him over? If he can't even live well, what right does he have to ask for justice?"

Yang Qingwei felt her head was getting bigger.

Fu Tingjun rubbed her head to make her think that he was going to take a bath, but Yang Qingwei stopped him just as he was about to leave.

"You said so much, just to transfer him here!" Yang Qingwei said firmly, "I ask you, what did he say?"

Fu Tingjun sat down next to her again, and replied seriously, "He said he would consider it, but he wanted to ask what you mean."

"I mean?"

"Yes. After all, I need my help, so I must listen to your opinion, so, Mrs. Fu, the decision-making power is now in your hands."

Yang Qingwei stared into his eyes in confusion.She admitted that what Fu Tingjun said was reasonable, but she had other considerations.

"Vivi, are you worried?"

Being exposed by him, Yang Qingwei didn't hide anything, she grabbed Fu Tingjun's hand with a serious expression, and said calmly, "Do you really want to help him, or is it just for an extra bargaining chip?"

"What do you think?" Fu Tingjun was not affected by her emotions at all, his tone was indifferent, and his eyes were much gentler when he looked at her.

Yang Qingwei's heart trembled, but she didn't answer.

In fact, she vaguely had an answer, but she wasn't sure.

"This matter is not difficult for me. The most difficult thing is your answer." Fu Tingjun added, "Or you can ask Yang Qingdong what he means."

Fu Tingjun went to take a shower, Yang Qingwei sat on the sofa for a long time, and finally got up to find Yang Qingdong.

Like her, Yang Qingdong couldn't fall asleep either. He stood by the bed and looked at the lights outside, thinking about Fu Tingjun's words and fell into deep thought.What he said is right, only with better conditions can he have a broader vision and a better future, but now, he is still one decision away from these. Although one thought of heaven and one thought is not hell, it is still difficult, so he has to be cautious. .

While meditating, the door rang, Yang Qingdong glanced at it, and walked over to open the door.

(End of this chapter)