After Rebirth, I Married the Great Demon King-Chapter 93: Specialization

On the weekend, Old Mrs. Xu planned to go back home.

Before leaving, Yun Shifei joined the family in sending Old Mrs. Xu off.

Old Mrs. Xu said to Yun Shifei and Yun Sisi, "You two will be on summer break soon, right? Remember to come visit Grandma during the holidays."

"Alright, Grandma," Yun Shifei replied, tugging gently at Old Mrs. Xu’s hand, feeling reluctant to part.

Old Mrs. Xu gently patted Yun Shifei’s head.

She really liked this child. There wasn’t a trace of pretentiousness or artifice in her—every emotion was displayed on her face.

Before coming, she had been worried that Yun Shifei might be a shy and reserved child. But upon meeting her, she discovered that this girl was refreshingly straightforward and confident.

Seeing Yun Shifei like this, Yun Sisi mimicked her and grabbed onto Old Mrs. Xu’s other arm. "Grandma, I haven’t seen Cousin or Big Sis for so long. I really miss them."

This statement was meant to emphasize that she had the closest connection with the relatives of their family.

Whereas Yun Shifei probably didn’t even know any of them.

Old Mrs. Xu’s brow furrowed almost imperceptibly, but she quickly smiled at Yun Sisi and then addressed Yun Shifei again, "Shifei, you can also meet your cousin and big sister then. You should get acquainted."

Hmph, Yun Sisi felt a bit displeased. She was the one talking to Old Mrs. Xu—why did she turn her attention back to Yun Shifei?

Their relationship seemed so close.

Was it because Yun Shifei was Old Mrs. Xu’s biological granddaughter, whereas she was the one adopted from an orphanage? Was she treated worse because of that?

Hah, she had always just wanted a simple kind of love from everyone. She merely feared not being liked—was it really so difficult to be loved?

What Yun Sisi didn’t understand at this moment was that faked affection and genuine love were miles apart.

For someone like Old Mrs. Xu, who had seen more rice grains than Yun Sisi had drank cups of water, distinguishing the difference wasn’t difficult.

After bidding farewell to Old Mrs. Xu, Yun Sisi secretly acted pitiful in front of Xu Ya.

"Mom, did you notice that Grandma didn’t seem to favor me as much this time? Is it because I’m not her biological granddaughter?"

Xu Ya stroked Yun Sisi’s hair. "Sisi, don’t overthink it."

Yun Sisi wanted to say more but noticed that Xu Ya’s gaze constantly drifted toward Yun Shifei. Those words stayed stuck in her throat.

She knew that Xu Ya had changed.

Ever since Old Mrs. Xu came over, who knew what conversations they had?

In the past, Xu Ya never paid such close attention to Yun Shifei. It must be something Old Mrs. Xu said to her.

Although Yun Sisi didn’t know exactly what was said, she could guess.

It was likely something like "Yun Shifei is your biological daughter, treat her better."

"Don’t focus solely on the adopted child—the biological daughter deserves better care..."

The more Yun Sisi thought about it, the sadder she felt. Everything had changed because Yun Shifei returned.

In the past, Old Mrs. Xu had been very kind to her as well. But now, every time she tried to speak, she was always somehow shut out.

It was all because the biological granddaughter came back. There was no need for someone like her anymore—a granddaughter without a blood connection.

With some resentment, she thought to herself that it would be best if Yun Shifei disappeared again, just like before.

Yun Shifei was completely unaware of the depth of Yun Sisi’s resentment toward her.

She continued to focus on her studies since the final exams were approaching.

Her hope was to achieve a better and higher result in the final exams.

She didn’t set herself excessively high standards. As long as she improved every time compared to the previous test, that was enough.

So far, her humanities subjects were performing well, but her science subjects remained on the borderline of passing.

Next semester, they would be splitting into humanities and science tracks.

Recently, everybody had been talking about the upcoming choice between humanities and science streams.

The homeroom teacher also mentioned that in a few days, they would tally the preferences of students wanting to join humanities or science classes. After returning for the next semester, they would attend classes based on the assigned streams.

However, for most students in Class Seven, the choice would likely be humanities.

Humanities were said to be easier to study compared to science.

Yun Shifei, however, actually wanted to choose the science track.

In this era, universities hadn’t yet expanded their admissions. Even for a good school like Xinhua Middle School, the university acceptance rate was around ten percent.

The majority of that usually came from students in the top-ranking classes. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

A student like her, ranked over one hundred out of two hundred plus, was nearly disconnected from the idea of attending university.

But she truly longed to attend university.

She understood that university was a means of changing her fate.

And in terms of university admission rates, although humanities were easier, science streams had significantly higher rates.

So, when it came to deciding between humanities and science, Yun Shifei found herself torn.

Humanities or science?

Yun Shifei couldn’t help but ask Cheng Lie what he was choosing—humanities or science.

Cheng Lie did not respond.

Yun Shifei had heard that Cheng Lie liked painting.

"You’d likely choose humanities, right? Pursuing an arts path is not bad."

If Cheng Lie was good at painting, taking the arts exam might be a good option.

In her past life, Yun Shifei wasn’t entirely sure if Cheng Lie had attended university at all.

Because the summer before their third year, Cheng Lie’s health had recovered.

And at that time, news of the Cheng Family’s bankruptcy surfaced.

Afterward, Cheng Lie completely severed ties with the Cheng Family.

At that time, she hadn’t been particularly interested in Cheng Lie, and the matter concerning her getting wrongfully accused had left her keenly aware of injustices tied to his name.

Anything pertaining to Cheng Lie was something she only accidentally overheard from others.

Perhaps, for Cheng Lie, it didn’t really matter what he studied.

After his recovery, he would ascend to greatness.

He would become a nationally renowned figure.

And as for her—they’d likely grow further and further apart in the future.

Thinking about this made Yun Shifei feel a bit melancholy.

Although she had been a little scared of Cheng Lie at first, after interacting with him over time, she found that he was kind, warm, and very gentle.

She liked this version of Cheng Lie.

But she knew that the Cheng Lie of the future likely wouldn’t spare her a glance.

He would become an esteemed and exalted figure, while she was just a little nobody—not someone worthy of his attention.

Originally, Yun Shifei had thought she’d be able to spend all three years playing and mingling with Cheng Lie.

But now, it seemed likely that next semester they wouldn’t even be in the same class.

Cheng Lie might choose the humanities track.

Meanwhile, she had silently decided to register for the science track.

Cheng Lie himself was undecided about whether to choose humanities or science.

At the moment, he didn’t have much say—it would be up to Cheng Guomin and Zhao Haishuang to make the decision for him.

And they would most likely pick science for him.

Zhao Haishuang knew Cheng Lie had to decide between humanities and science.

She discussed it with Cheng Guomin. "How about science? Science tends to offer more career options."

"That works." Cheng Guomin didn’t give it much thought and registered Cheng Lie for science.

They both understood that it didn’t matter what Cheng Lie chose.

Of course, science was undeniably tougher.

Science was extremely challenging, and Cheng Lie’s usual style and demeanor didn’t suggest much interest in the sciences.

With humanities, scraping by in exams would at least get some points. But with science, if you didn’t know how to calculate, you’d be left guessing on multiple-choice questions.

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