Rebirth of the Revenge Queen

Iris was pouting in her room after the meal.

"What is it?" Seeing Rui-Er so unhappy, Fang Fang sat down next to her. "Didn't your father promise to accompany you to the amusement park? "Why aren't you happy?"

"Hmph, why is that Ilan's mouth so cheap!" A bastard had the audacity to curse them.

"Ignore her, she's just jealous of you." Fang Fang Fang touched Ilya's head. "Your father will accompany you to the amusement park tomorrow. You must perform well. This way, he will bring you out again next time." At this point, Fang Fang Fang sighed, "You're just too innocent, not as good as that Ilan Youlan who knows how to act. Look, she's acting in front of your father while scheming a trap for you. If I didn't stop you in time, you would've said the wrong thing again."

"…" "I'm sorry, Mommy." She stuck out her tongue and lowered her head.

"Mommy isn't blaming you. You have to try your best to control your emotions and make sure that Mt. Tai doesn't change its color. You have to think about what made you angry before you say it."

"I got it, Mommy …" Aria pursed her lips, lowering her head humbly to accept Fang Fang's teachings.

"Be good and read your book. Mommy will be back in her room." She would absolutely not let anyone hurt Ilya. She could not allow anyone to hurt Ilya, especially that Ilan. Thinking of this, Fang Fang's eyes flashed with sinister hatred. In five days, the birthday banquet of the Fang Clan's Patriarch would be held. When the time came, she and Fang Lili would work together, and wouldn't that bastard be killed?

At the same time, she felt a cold shiver run down her spine. She rubbed her arms and turned up the temperature of the air conditioner in her bedroom. "Oh, it's getting colder and colder." Thinking about this, she also thought about Wang Xiaoman. Right now, Xiaoman's house must be even colder.

A cell phone rang. "Hello, Mom," Ilan answered.

"It's faint." Yuan Hui sounded exhausted. "What's the matter?" he asked.

"Mom, Xiaoman's house has been stolen. The landlord wants to kick them out. Do you think it's convenient for them to stay over there?" "I can give them my room," she said.

"Sure." Yuan Hui replied.

"Alright, I'll go and talk to Xiaoman tomorrow. I'll help them move as soon as possible." She still had the phone number from the move company.

"En, alright. Then Mom will clean up your room tonight." Yuan Hui let out a long gasp of relief after answering the question.

"Mom, does your voice sound weird? "What's wrong?" "What happened?" she asked uneasily.

"Nothing." Yuan Hui covered his stomach with one hand and said, "I don't know if I've eaten something bad or not, but my stomach is hurting a little. Plus, I got bumpy on the bus, so I feel a little nauseous."

"Mom, did you take your medicine?" "Should we go to the hospital?"

"No need." Yuan Hui smiled and replied, "It should be fine. I'll go downstairs and buy some medicine later. There's a pharmacy downstairs."

"Okay." The thought of moving Wang Xiaoman and Chi Yue to the house became even more apparent on Yi Lan's face. She was worried that Yuan Hui would move in, "Be careful then. Call me if anything happens."

"Alright." Yuan Hui replied, "Don't worry."

Yuan Hui then told her to study hard and pay attention to her body. Then, he hung up the phone.

Holding the phone in front of her chest, she looked a little uneasy. She thought about how she had never heard about Yuan Hui's illness in her previous life. She took a deep breath and comforted herself, "It should be fine after taking some medicine …" Before going to bed, she called Yuan Hui to ask about it.

"Dang Dang Dang", three knocks on the door were heard.

"Who?" "Come in."

"Eldest Miss, Mister wants you to go to his study." the servant replied.

"Oh, got it." "Yes," she said, and smoothed her hair in the mirror. Then she left the room and went up the stairs to the study and knocked a few times.

"Come in." Ihoun said from behind the door.

She pushed the door open and stuck her head in. "Daddy, did you call me?"

"Right." "Take a look at these pictures."

"Oh." After entering, Ilan closed the door and walked over. "What photo?"

"Five days later will be the Fang family's Patriarch's birthday banquet. You also need to attend. These five sets of formal wear were picked by Lian Cheng to take photos." "Choose one you like," he explained. Since the incident when he had bought Iris her schoolbag, he had lost his confidence.

His well-chosen schoolbag had been called trash by his daughter, and it truly hurt his heart.

"Oh, so it's like that." She put her cell phone down on the table and walked around the desk to look at the pictures. They were all beautiful, elegant and reserved, with colors that matched her skin color and hair color.

"Then …" Having fallen in love, she was just about to open her mouth and say, "Then let daddy choose for me."

"Me?" "You want me to help you choose?"

"That's right!" "I believe in your judgement, Father."

"This …" Ihoun hesitated for a moment, then uncertainly pointed at the set he had been watching. "How about this one?"

"This set?" Ilan looked at Ihoun and laughed, "This is the perfect set. Let's do it this way!"

"Really?" "You don't have to look at anything else?"

"No need, the set that dad chose for me is really pretty. It suits my skin color and the design of this collar is relatively conservative. I actually don't like designs that are too exposed. Thank you dad." Ilan said with a faint smile.

"As long as you like it." He sounded even more confident than before.

"Yeah, I like it." "Thank you, father."

"Good boy." "One more thing." Ihoun put the photo of the dress to the side and said, "Do you have any requests regarding home tutors?"

"Eh? You want to find a home tutor for me? " She thought he was just talking about it last time.