MTL - On the Wedding Night In the 80s, the Sweet Wife Has Space-Chapter 53 If I am admitted to Peking University, you can call me Dad

  Chapter 53 If I am admitted to Beijing University, just call me Dad

  As soon as Yunmo walked into the room, she saw Zeng Fang who was curled up and leaning on the head of the bed. Looking at the other party's lifeless pale face, she couldn't help but sighed secretly.

  After closing the door, Yunmo didn't immediately walk up to Zeng Fang, but looked around the room instead.

  That leisurely appearance, seems to be invited to be a guest.

   Zeng Fang originally felt ashamed to meet people, so she kept her head down. It could be seen that Yunmo was walking here and there, feeling very interested in the decoration of the room, so she couldn't help but raise her head.

  Yunmo met the other party's gaze through the mirror, and smiled slightly, "Zeng Fang, don't mind, I just have a problem, I want to visit a beautiful room when I see it.

  I rented a house, and I bought all the furniture for the living room, but I haven’t chosen the bed and wardrobe for the bedroom. My house is a courtyard, an old house, and it’s not easy to put this kind of European-style furniture. I think the color and style of Chinese furniture are too dull, so I can't make up my mind. "

  Zeng Fang didn't understand why Yunmo told her these things, but Yunmo didn't mention that, which made her feel a little relieved inexplicably.

  After talking about the room, Yunmo talked about her studies again, "I plan to continue my studies and take the college entrance examination next year. My goal is Beijing University. What about you, which school do you plan to take?"

  Zeng Fang endured and endured, and couldn't help but choked: "If you can get into Peking University, I can get into Harvard!"

Yunmo looked at her in surprise, "Harvard is your ideal school? Not bad, it is one of the top five Ivy League schools in the world. Harvard has a strong academic influence in science, law, medicine, business, sociology, etc. What do you think? Well, which major do you want to study?"

   "Pedagogy."

   "I haven't thought of which major to study. It should be history or language. I am weak in science."

   Zeng Fang didn't answer any more, only feeling ridiculous and weird in her heart.

  With Yunmo's poor grades, it is difficult to even get into a technical secondary school, let alone Beijing University, the number one university in China, and it is impossible for her to get into Harvard in this life, but the two of them talked about which major to study.

  Yun Mo saw through Zeng Fang's thoughts at a glance, and said with a light smile, "Zeng Fang, do you think it's impossible for me to get into Beijing University?"

   Zeng Fang looked at her silently, as if expressing: You will never be admitted to Beijing University.

   "Let's make a bet, if I get admitted to Beijing University, you can call me Dad."

   Zeng Fang said angrily, "What if you don't pass the exam?"

   "Then I'll call you Dad."

   Zeng Fang suddenly became interested, "You said this yourself, don't let your debt pass if you don't pass the exam!"

  Yunmo nodded, "Well, as I said, if I refuse to pay my debts, I will be a dog."

   Zeng Fang looked at her for a while, then suddenly said: "I thought you came to see me making a joke."

  Yun Mo raised her eyebrows slightly, "Didn't Uncle Zeng tell you? I'm here to apologize."

   Zeng Fang was slightly startled, apparently not knowing this, and then she turned her head and looked out the window, with a three-point self-mockery on her face, and seven-point heart as ashes.

   "This matter has nothing to do with you, why are you here to apologize?"

   "Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"

   Zeng Fang turned her head back, with curiosity and confusion in her eyes, "What is the truth?"

   "The truth is, I don't think this matter has much to do with me. At least, it's not my fault. But if I don't come, I won't have the chance to go to school again, and I won't be able to take the college entrance examination."

   "What about lies?"

   "The lie is that I am the daughter-in-law of the Ling family. You have an accident at my house. I feel guilty and have trouble sleeping and eating. I sincerely come to the door to apologize to you."

   Zeng Fang turned her head away, "No need, let's go."

   "That won't work, I haven't finished talking yet."

   Zeng Fang was a little impatient, "What else do you want to say?"

  Yun Mo put away her laxness, and her tone suddenly became serious and solemn, "Zeng Fang, if this happened to me, do you know what I would do?"

   Without waiting for Zeng Fang to speak, Yun Mo directly made a knife gesture with her hand, "I would have used the knife to chop up the man's dirty stuff and feed it to the dog."

   Zeng Fang was dumbfounded.

   "The law clearly stipulates that when you are violently violated, any counterattack is a self-defense. Even if you killed him at that time, you are not guilty."

   Zeng Fang seemed to be caught in the memories of that day, her sluggish expression gradually became painful, and her eyes slowly filled with tears.

  Yunmo handed the handkerchief to the other party, "Maybe I'm saying this after the fact, but I can guarantee that what I say is true.

   Although I don't know how it happened, if I was at home, I would have done everything in my power to prevent this from happening. "

   Zeng Fang took the handkerchief, covered her face and sobbed silently, her thin spine heaving up and down with the sound of crying.

  Yun Mo sat on the edge of the bed and said word by word: "Zeng Fang, do you want to avenge yourself with your own hands?"

  Hearing Yunmo's words, Zeng Fang slowly raised her face full of tears, and asked with a choked voice, "What do you mean by that?"

   "Send that **** to jail with his own hands."

  Zeng Fang was stunned for a moment, then shook her head in a flustered expression, "No, I can't report to the police, I can't do it..."

  Yunmo can understand the other party's concerns very well.

  Not to mention the current conservative age, even in the open-minded 21st century, encountering such a thing will make the victim suffer from rumors and spurns, and even live in a low self-esteem and shadow, and even cannot survive at all.

  Yun Mo tried her best to comfort the other party, "Zeng Fang, don't get excited, I know you don't want to mention this to anyone, we can use other methods to achieve the same goal, and send that **** to jail."

  After hearing this, Zeng Fang's excitement gradually calmed down.

"Is what you said true?"

"certainly."

   Immediately, Yunmo clung to her ear and whispered a few words.

  After listening, Zeng Fang's blank and empty eyes slowly lit up, and she looked at Yunmo hesitantly, "Is this method really feasible?"

  "If one plan fails, we can make another plan. In short, the villain must die."

   Bad guys must die.

  This sentence was like enlightenment, which made Zeng Fang suddenly enlightened, and also gave her a burst of courage and belief in her heart. She must send that **** to the prison with her own hands, and seek justice for herself!

  Once people have faith and goals, they will move forward bravely without fear.

  Victorious in the first battle, Yunmo let out a sigh of relief, "Zeng Fang, have you taken the medicine yet?"

   "What medicine?"

  Looking at the bewildered Zeng Fang, Yun Mo secretly sighed, and then asked, "Is there any water in your room?"

   Zeng Fang thought Yun Mo was thirsty, so she brought her the milk on the bedside, "You can drink this, I haven't had it yet."

   "This won't work, forget it, I'll go downstairs to get a glass of warm water, just wait for me."

"it is good."

  Downstairs in the living room, Yun Shixian, Zeng Xingguo, and great mother Yao Suhua were sitting on the sofa. Although they were chatting on the surface, they were obviously absent-minded.

  Yun Shixian was worried about his adopted daughter messing things up, while Zeng Xingguo and Yao Suhua were worried about their daughter.

   As soon as Yunmo appeared on the stairs, the three immediately cast their gazes.

  (end of this chapter)