Wang Dengfeng stood there, his eyes full of self-deprecating looks.
Why did he have any expectations of his father?
He should have realized it long ago!
In Wang Mancheng's eyes, he would always be an Adou who couldn't be helped up.
Perhaps
Even worse than Adou.
The more Wang Mancheng thought about it, the angrier he became, pointing at Wang Dengfeng and saying, "From today on, you are not allowed to use a single cent of the family's money!"
Seeing that the situation was not right, Wang Dengyue stood up from the sofa at the right time, "Dad."
"Dengyue," Wang Mancheng raised his hand, "You don't need to worry about this."
Now that things had come to this, if he, as a father, didn't step in to discipline Wang Dengfeng, the consequences would be unimaginable!
He couldn't just watch Wang Dengfeng squander the empire he had painstakingly built.
Wang Dengfeng smiled, "Dad, have you forgotten? I haven't spent a single cent of the family's money for a long time."
Wang Dengfeng had achieved some success in e-sports, and after the age of 18, he no longer asked the family for money.
But Wang Mancheng didn't seem to see all this.
Perhaps in Wang Mancheng's eyes, e-sports was just being addicted to games.
Hearing this, Wang Mancheng became even more furious. It was one thing for Wang Dengfeng not to realize his mistakes, but he even dared to quibble!
He was simply beyond redemption!
"Isn't your mother's money family money? Wang Dengfeng! Have I been too lenient with you!"
"I'll say it again. I didn't ask my mother for money! I haven't spent a single cent of the family's money!" Thinking of what had happened in recent years, Wang Dengfeng's eyes turned slightly red, and the more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt. He pointed at Wang Dengyue and said, "Isn't it that in your heart, I will never be as good as this illegitimate child?"
The three words "illegitimate child" were like a sharp sword, directly piercing the last layer of pretense on Wang Mancheng.
Back then, he and Wang Dengyue's biological mother were truly in love. His marriage with Wei Mei was purely a business alliance. If it weren't for the sake of both families' reputations, he would have divorced long ago.
But now.
The son born to the woman he loved most was being pointed at and called an illegitimate child.
Wang Mancheng's heart was already weak, and at this moment, he was so angry that he almost fainted, staggering backward. Fortunately, Wang Dengyue stood up and supported him in time, "Dad, Brother is just angry for a moment, don't take it to heart. I'll help you upstairs to rest first."
Even at this point, Wang Dengyue was still helping Wang Dengfeng speak.
What about Wang Dengfeng?
Did he even have his father in his eyes?
Wang Mancheng clutched his chest, almost out of breath.
Wei Mei came back from shopping and saw the tense situation between the two father and son at home.
"What's going on?" Wei Mei, not yet realizing the seriousness of the situation, asked with a smile.
"Ask your good son yourself!"
"If the son is not taught, it is the father's fault!" Wang Dengfeng's words were piercing, "Don't you think about what you did when I was little! What right do you have to question my mother?"
Ever since Wang Dengfeng could remember, his father's figure was rarely present in his mind.
After the age of ten, his father did come home more often, but at the same time, he also had a younger brother.
After speaking, Wang Dengfeng turned and walked towards the bedroom upstairs.
Wang Dengfeng's words successfully made Wang Mancheng's eyes turn red. Even if he hadn't done well enough, it wasn't up to his son Wang Dengfeng to point fingers. Wang Mancheng, filled with shame and anger, directly grabbed an antique vase beside him and smashed it towards Wang Dengfeng.
"Are you crazy!" Wei Mei immediately grabbed Wang Mancheng's hand, staring at him with wide eyes.
"A lenient mother produces a spoiled son!"
Wang Mancheng shook off Wei Mei's hand and walked towards the study.
Wei Mei stood there dumbfounded.
Wang Dengyue walked up to Wei Mei and said in a low voice, "Mom, don't worry, I'll go and persuade Dad. You go and check on Brother."
Beiqiao High School.
Song Hua arrived at the teachers' office.
"Hello, Teacher Ma."
Teacher Ma was correcting homework at her desk. Hearing this, she looked up at Song Hua.
At first glance, she was slightly stunned, and then smiled, "You must be Song Hua, the student the principal mentioned, right?"
When she first saw this student, Teacher Ma thought she was a beauty in the making. She didn't expect the real person to be even more beautiful than the ID photo.
She hoped her grades were as beautiful as she was!
"Yes." Song Hua nodded slightly.
"Okay," Teacher Ma closed the test paper, "You come with me to the class. Our class is a key class. You just transferred here. If there are any courses you can't keep up with, ask the teachers and classmates more."
"Mm."
Just as she reached the entrance of the key class, Song Hua was infected by the strong learning atmosphere in the classroom.
Each person's desk was piled high with books.
"Three-Year College Entrance Examination, Five-Year Simulation", Huanggang Test Papers.
In an instant, Song Hua's memory was pulled back to the past.
There's a saying online:
[I once thought I was leaving purgatory, but now I realize that the time we had then was a paradise we can never return to.]
Song Hua didn't know how she got to the podium, but she was very grateful to be able to step back into paradise.
"Hello everyone, I'm Song Hua. In the coming year, I will spend it with you all. I hope you will guide me."
As soon as she finished speaking, applause rang out from below the stage.
The students whispered to each other.
"The new classmate is so tall."
"She's even prettier than a celebrity!"
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The appearance of Song Hua was like throwing a huge rock into a calm lake, setting off stormy waves in this class.
Teacher Ma pointed to the only empty seat in the classroom, "Student Song, you can sit with Yun Shiyao first."
"Okay." Song Hua nodded slightly, walked to Yun Shiyao's side and sat down, taking the initiative to greet her, "Hello, I'm Song Hua."
Her deskmate, Yun Shiyao, was wearing a mask, and only a pair of beautiful eyes could be seen. She lowered her head, and her voice was also a bit low, "...Yun, Yun Shiyao."
"Can I call you Yaoyao in the future?"
Yaoyao?
Hearing this address, Yun Shiyao immediately looked up at Song Hua, her eyes full of surprise.
At school, no classmate had ever called her that.
And no one had ever been willing to be her deskmate for more than a day, let alone be her friend...
She had always been alone, otherwise she wouldn't have been sitting in a seat by herself.
Knowing that she was an ugly girl, this new student would definitely avoid her like everyone else!
Thinking of this, the light in Yun Shiyao's eyes gradually dimmed.
Someone like her didn't dare to hope for anything other than family affection.
Song Hua, well-versed in psychology, could tell at a glance that this deskmate was different from other students.
She didn't dare to look her in the eye, her gaze was evasive, her voice was soft, and she wasn't good at communicating, indicating that she was sensitive and insecure.
"Everyone calls me Hua-ge, you can call me that too," Song Hua said.
Yun Shiyao was stunned for a moment and didn't speak.
"Yaoyao, what's the next class?" Song Hua continued to ask.
The new deskmate seemed to have some kind of social communication disorder, which made Yun Shiyao a little overwhelmed, "Che...chemistry."
Song Hua took out the chemistry book, flipped through a few pages and said, "Yaoyao, what page are we on?"
"36," Yun Shiyao replied.
Song Hua turned the book to page 36, "Can I borrow your notebook?"
Yun Shiyao took out her notes and handed them to her.
"Yaoyao, your handwriting is really beautiful." The notebook was filled with very beautiful regular script.
Yun Shiyao didn't speak.
Because she knew the final outcome.
Just then, a short-haired girl walked up to the two of them, arms crossed, quite arrogant, "Hey! Newbie, do you know why Yun Shiyao is wearing a mask? Because she's the ugliest girl in our school! Let me show you the ugliest girl in our school!"
The short-haired girl made a strange laugh as she spoke, and reached out to pull off the mask on Yun Shiyao's face.
Yun Shiyao bit her lip tightly, her whole body trembling, but she was powerless to resist.
Just then, a hand gripped the short-haired girl's outstretched hand.
Yun Shiyao looked up at Song Hua, stunned.
The new classmate not only had social communication disorder, but was also a strongman!
The short-haired girl was in so much pain that she bared her teeth, "Let go of me! Why are you hitting people!"
"I don't hit people, I only teach ill-mannered dogs a lesson." Song Hua held the short-haired girl's wrist like this, "I'll give you two choices, one is to apologize to my deskmate, and the other is to say goodbye to this hand."