The real daughter rolled up to make 200 million

Chapter 17 Withdrawal
B major? Q major? A major?
Every university is famous. It’s not that you don’t want to go to one, but that you can’t.

Ye Ran smiled and said, "Don't think about it."

Wang Anan was shocked. If Ye Ran was good at studying, then she would have no advantages at all.

Ye Ran didn't feel inferior at all, and said cheerfully: "Because I can't get in."

Hearing Ye Ran's words, Feng Qijun was amused and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Mr. Feng smiled and comforted: "It's okay, whether you are good at studying or not doesn't mean anything. Ranran is blessed, and the future will definitely be happy."

Ye Ran nodded affirmatively: "I think so too!"

Old Master Feng was amused by Ye Ran’s narcissistic look: “Hahahaha”.

Feng Qizhi spoke slowly, "I didn't go to college either."

Although Feng Qizhi did not go to university, he had private tutors throughout his time, and his knowledge is comparable to that of a university professor.

Ye Ran reached out and patted Feng Qizhi, saying in a comforting tone: "It's okay, I won't dislike you."

Feng Qizhi: ...

Wang Anan's face was stiff. She wanted to maintain her dignity, but she couldn't make any curve at the corners of her mouth.

Wang Anan felt extremely desolate. What she had worked so hard to get was worthless to others. The only school she could boast about was ignored by them.

Wang Anan's legs went weak and she almost fell.

Wang Jia felt that something was wrong with Wang Anan, so she quickly pulled Wang Anan to bring her back to her senses.

Wang Anan walked back and left the discussion center. She had received a severe blow and needed to calm down.

Mr. Feng asked, "Has the Ye family found a school for you?"

"I don't know either. I guess my mom and the others will definitely take care of it for me."

Judging from the fact that Ye’s parents care about the norms of wealthy families, they must have decided on a school for Ye Ran long ago.

Mr. Feng thought of Ye Ran's experience, and asked worriedly: "The study pressure in the third year of high school is high, I don't know if you can adapt to it."

Ye Ran shook her head and said affirmatively: "Don't worry, I'm not under much pressure."

How can a person be omnipotent? It is enough for you to have superpowers. Why do you need to learn anything else?
If Ye Ran didn't want to make money to build roads for Daye Village, she would have given up long ago. She wouldn't have made things difficult for herself.

After chatting for a while, Mr. Feng finally thought of the main point: "By the way, Ranran, did you check Qichi's pulse today? How is his health?"

When talking about her professional field, Ye Ran's face lit up and her tone was full of pride: "Didn't you notice that Feng Qichen hasn't coughed since you came back?"

There was a flash of surprise in Mr. Feng's eyes, but Ye Ran didn't mention it, so he hadn't noticed it.

Indeed, the disciple that Master Li chooses is very capable.

Grandpa Feng said happily: "Ranran, grandpa will transfer the money to you in a while."

Ye Ran nodded. Road construction progress - 280W.

The chef put the food on the table and Wang Jia called the three people in the living room to eat.

After Mr. Feng sat down, he caught a glimpse of Wang Anan standing quietly in the corner. He said, "Anan, let's sit down and eat together."

Wang Jia quickly refused: "No need, Master. She will eat with me later."

Old Master Feng waved his hand and called, "An An, come and eat. You will be a top student in the future, so you can't go hungry."

After being invited again, Wang Anan took a seat.

Wang Anan has recovered from the shock just now.

Ye Ran glanced at the dishes and frowned when she saw the morning glory in the middle of the fried shrimp. She pointed at the fried shrimp and said, "Take this dish away."

Wang An paused for a moment. Was Ye Ran being a little too arrogant?

Mr. Feng didn't say anything, and immediately asked Wang Jia to take the dishes out: "Let's take it away."

He then asked, "Ranran doesn't like shrimp? I'm waiting for you to tell Wang Jia about your taste. Next time you come, I won't cook you food you don't like."

Ye Ran shook her head. She was about to explain, but Feng Qizhi, who was sitting opposite her, spoke up to explain for her: "I'm allergic to flowers. There are morning glories on this dish, so they need to be removed."

Mr. Feng dropped his chopsticks on the table and asked in shock: "What?"

Wang Anan's eyes flashed with shock. If what Ye Ran said was true, then... then she would become the culprit who harmed Feng Qizhi.

She was the one who bought all the flowers for the house. She wanted to add some color to the house, or to put it bluntly, she wanted to use flowers to attract Feng Qizhi's attention.

Although he had not noticed it before, she believed that one day Feng Qi would notice the flowers and then notice herself.

Ye Ran said: "You can take Feng Qichu to test it later to confirm it."

Old Master Feng nodded quickly: "Okay, okay, it's good to know the reason why Feng Qichen got sick."

Wang Anan stood up hurriedly, her head lowered, tears welling up in her eyes, her voice trembling: "Mr. Feng, Mr. Feng, I'm sorry. It's... it's me. I bought the flowers for the house. I don't have any bad intentions. I just... just wanted to add some life to the house. I didn't know that the young master was allergic to flowers. Please don't fire my mother."

If Wang Jia was fired, Wang Anan would no longer have the chance to contact Feng Qichen.

When Wang Jia heard what Wang Anan said, her heart suddenly hung in the air.

Old Master Feng looked at Wang An'an, who was in tears. He sighed and said, "An'an, I don't blame you. I didn't know Feng was allergic to more than just flowers. Your mother has been working in the Feng family for such a long time. I won't fire her easily."

"really?"

"Well, wipe your face and eat."

Wang Anan wiped the tears from her face and said, "Okay, thank you, Master Feng."

Just when Wang Anan thought the matter was resolved, a cold voice came: "Don't enter my room in the future."

Feng Qizhi's words were like a sharp knife stabbing Wang Anan's heart.

Wang Anan tightened her fingers, because only the pain could allow her to maintain the calmness on her face.

Wang Anan had no taste for the meal and just chewed mechanically.

After dinner, Grandpa Feng asked Wang Jia to take out Feng Qizhi’s supplements and precious medicinal materials, and she laid everything out in a row.

"Ranran, can you help grandpa check, those things are more than useful? Those that are not."

Ye Ran looked at the dazzling array of things. She was shocked and felt pity for Feng Qichen. Poor child, how much food he was forced to eat every day.

Ye Ran advised, "Grandpa Feng, you can't let Feng Qichen eat random food. Some supplements will counteract each other if taken together."

Old Master Feng nodded, agreeing with what Ye Ran said: "I understand. Can you please help me check, Ranran, which ones to eat? Which ones to remove?"

"it is good"

Ye Ran divided all the herbs into two groups according to their different values: "The left one can be used to nourish Feng Qichen's body, and the right one should not be given to him."

"Okay, Wang Jia, you should take note of it too."

"Yes"

Feng was more than relieved, he felt liberated.

(End of this chapter)