“Arranging your enrollment will take a few more days,” Qin Kai said.

“Still have to wait?” Xiao Yifeng was a bit disappointed and couldn’t help but question, “With Uncle Qin’s financial resources and connections, is it really that hard to get me enrolled?”

“Of course, it’s not difficult. It’s just that the enrollment procedures take time,” Qin Kai, taking advantage of Xiao Yifeng’s ignorance, started to bluff.

In fact, he had already visited Tang Bingyun’s company today, but still couldn’t meet her. Qin Kai still couldn’t figure out what he did to offend Tang Bingyun. Not only did she block his number, but when he visited in person, he was turned away. How outrageous!

He considered himself a prominent figure in Qingling City, when had he ever been treated like this? Qin Kai had now given up on seeking out Tang Bingyun. He planned to bypass her and approach other members of the Tang family. Although Tang Bingyun was a director of Shuizhe Education Group, she wasn’t the decision-maker of the Tang family. He refused to believe he couldn’t handle a young woman in her twenties.

“What about Qin Yunhan staying at school? Uncle Qin, are you just going to let her be?” Xiao Yifeng still harbored hopes of living under the same roof as the young lady.

“Yunhan is my daughter. I know her too well. She’s never stayed in a dormitory before and definitely won’t get used to that environment. Plus, she hasn’t come back to the villa to get her daily necessities and clothes. She won’t last a few days before coming back on her own,” Qin Kai said, already imagining his pampered daughter complaining about the poor living conditions.

“Achoo!”

In a well-decorated teacher’s room, Qin Yunhan, who had just finished showering, couldn’t help but sneeze.

“Yunhan, this place is so much better than the dormitory,” Mu Zhaozhao said with a smile, half-reclining on the bed. Compared to yesterday’s girls’ dormitory, this place was much better. The room, though not large, had everything they needed. Most importantly, it had a private shower, a washing machine, and air conditioning.

“This place is not bad. If my dad doesn’t send that country bumpkin away, I’ll stay here until graduation,” Qin Yunhan was quite satisfied with the new environment.

“Of course, it’s nice. Do you two girls know how much I spent on this?” Wang Haoran couldn’t help but complain when he heard the conversation from Qin Yunhan’s phone. He had spent a lot of money in the afternoon to have a female teacher vacate this room. In terms of spaciousness and decoration, it was almost the best among the teacher’s rooms. Yet, in the eyes of the young lady Qin Yunhan, it was merely “not bad.”

Despite his complaints, Wang Haoran felt it was worth it. After all, he didn’t want Qin Yunhan and Mu Zhaozhao to return to the villa and have any good interactions with Xiao Yifeng. Keeping Qin Yunhan and Mu Zhaozhao at school was the best choice.

“The teacher said there’s a parent-teacher meeting tomorrow, and the director will personally give a speech. All students have to bring their parents. What are you going to do?” Mu Zhaozhao’s voice came through the Bluetooth headset again.

“I only have my dad as a relative. Besides him, who else can I call? But he definitely won’t come back. He has never attended any of my parent-teacher meetings since I was a child, and I’m too lazy to call him. At worst, I’ll just stand outside the classroom all day tomorrow. What’s the big deal?” Qin Yunhan’s tone was filled with bitterness and grievance, with a hint of sobbing.

Mu Zhaozhao wanted to comfort her but opened her mouth several times, only to swallow her words each time. Finally, there was a faint sound of a hand slapping skin, suggesting that Mu Zhaozhao regretted bringing up the topic and slapped her own mouth. The atmosphere suddenly became silent.

Wang Haoran suddenly had a thought. Although Qin Yunhan had a princess syndrome and usually acted self-centered, not caring much about others’ opinions, people with such personalities were generally carefree. But judging from her words just now, she had a vulnerable side. So, could he find an opportunity to win her over from this angle?

At midnight, Fang Xuan returned to her old, dilapidated apartment building. Due to her busy work schedule, she had hired a caregiver to look after her father during the day. At this hour, her father was surely asleep. To avoid waking him, she tiptoed into her room after entering the front door.

Just then, the sound of a key turning in the lock came from the entrance. Fang Xuan stopped in her tracks and waited at the door. Soon, Fang Heng appeared before her.

“Xiao Heng, why are you back so late? Did you go to the internet cafe again?” Fang Xuan scolded him with a stern face.

“Sis, I didn’t go online. I went to make money!” Fang Heng’s face was flushed with excitement.

“You don’t have any skills. Where could you possibly make money?” Fang Xuan snorted. Ever since Fang Heng graduated from high school, he hadn’t worked and spent his time playing games online. Fang Xuan had tried many times to persuade him to learn a trade, but Fang Heng was unwilling.

“Who says I don’t have skills? I made this much tonight!” Fang Heng proudly held up five fingers.

“Five yuan?” Fang Xuan chuckled.

“No.”

“Fifty?”

“Not that either.”

“Five hundred?”

“It’s five million!” Fang Heng couldn’t wait any longer and blurted it out.

“Five million? You must have won five million coins playing poker,” Fang Xuan teased him. But as soon as she said it, she realized something and asked seriously, “Did you really earn five million?”

“Yes! It’s a real five million!” Fang Heng said, showing the bank transaction on his phone to his sister. Fang Xuan counted and found it was indeed five million!

Could this be the way Wang Haoran mentioned giving her money? She was puzzled but didn’t dare to be sure, so she asked, “How did you get this money?”

“Well, I’ve been reading some antique books lately and learned a lot. So, I went to Guhe Street to practice, and with the knowledge I gained, I found an antique porcelain bowl. The 5 million is from selling that bowl!” Fang Heng explained with a serious tone. The truth about the Golden Finger was too unbelievable, so Fang Heng made up this lie, fearing his sister wouldn’t believe the truth.

“You learned to appraise antiques just by reading some books?” Fang Xuan found it absurd. Those who appraise antiques have spent decades honing their skills. How could her brother learn it in just a few days of reading? Only a fool would believe that.

“Sis, it’s true. I’m not lying. I really earned this money myself, without stealing or robbing. If you don’t believe me, I can swear!” Fang Heng declared earnestly.