Chapter 982
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This rich madam was purely attracted to Yun Jian's beauty.
Moreover, Yun Jian gave off the feeling that she was the daughter of an aristocratic family. Her temperament was similar.
Moreover, the people who lived here naturally couldn't be poor.
Therefore, this rich madam had the intention of marrying Yun Jian.
Most importantly, this rich madam's son was already in his twenties.
Because of his poor grades, he dropped out of school and stayed at home. He was always idling around. Her family had a lot of assets, so the rich madam's son went out to flirt with girls or bars. He was doing very well.
Those women outside were all trying to get close to her son because of her family's money. Most importantly, those women were extremely poor.
The rich madam didn't like them at all.
Now that she saw Yun Jian, a beautiful young lady with good temperament, the rich madam immediately became interested.
However, just as the rich madam finished speaking, Qin Yirou smiled and rejected her tactfully. "I have always advocated for children to be free to love."
Although this sentence didn't sound like an excessive rejection, everyone present could tell that it was a rejection.
"Alright, alright. What were we talking about just now? Let's continue. Haha!" Mrs. Yang saw that the situation wasn't good, so she stood out to smooth things over.
Qin Yirou looked at Mrs. Yang and revealed a grateful smile.
"Alright, alright, alright! Free to love. Don't be too relaxed with your child. Don't let anything happen when the time comes! "The rich madam said sharply.
Although she didn't say it explicitly, her words implied that Qin Yirou was indulging Yun Jian so much that Yun Jian would cause trouble sooner or later.
She might even get pregnant at a young age.
Qin Yirou didn't like to hear this. Qin Yirou also replied symbolically, "My daughter. As her mother, I will take responsibility if anything happens to her!"
This sentence made the few rich ladies around them fall silent for a moment.
Yun Jian, who was standing at the side and hadn't said anything, narrowed her eyes and curled her lips.
The smile on her face didn't fade.
Her mother was no longer someone who could be trampled on.
At least Qin Yirou had learned how to fight back.
The topic just now didn't embarrass the people present for long. After a while, the rich ladies began to chat again.
At the mention of Yun Jian's age, the short rich lady who was less than 1.5 meters tall and wore a pair of ten-centimeter high heels covered her mouth with her hand and chuckled.
Then, the rich lady said to Qin Yirou, "My daughter is the same age as your daughter, and she's also in the same school as your daughter. I'm just not sure if your daughter knows my daughter!"
As she spoke, the rich lady did not wait for Qin Yirou to reply. She chuckled a few times and then boasted to Qin Yirou with a rather proud expression, "My daughter is ranked in the top ten in Longmen First High School! It won't be a problem to get into the best high school in Longmen City! "
Boasting about their children was the most common topic of conversation among parents when they gathered together.
The rich lady then asked Qin Yirou, "I heard that their school requires students to set goals. I wonder which high school your daughter applied to?"
The rich lady was obviously boasting about her daughter's results and asked Qin Yirou in a tone that belittled Yun Jian.
Her motive was to hear Qin Yirou say that Yun Jian's results were not as good as her daughter's.
Yun Jian then looked up and answered faintly, "Min City Military School."
Military schools generally had a high cutoff score, especially when they were admitted to other cities.
The rich lady was stunned before she looked at Yun Jian in disdain. "The cutoff score for military schools isn't low. Little girl, why would a girl like you go to a military school? That's where the boys go! "
"Right, little girl, how are your results?" the rich lady asked again.
"It's not high." Yun Jian blinked.
The 'not high' made the rich lady even prouder. She pressed, "How high?"
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