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Chapter 1207

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Ye Zhifan wouldn't give up so easily now that there was a chance to make all his efforts go to waste and even disqualify him from the college entrance exam. There was a 50% chance that Ye Ying would make a move in the afternoon.

Ye Chien, who was lying on the bed, closed his eyes and thought. Meanwhile, Ye Zhifan, who was sitting on the side of the hotel bed, was quietly listening to his daughter speak.

"Dad, I want to take a gamble. If I lose, I'll admit it! But I still have a 50% chance of winning. Dad, I want to try. " Ye Ying, who had finished her lunch, didn't even bother with her lunch break. She gritted her teeth with a sinister expression. "As long as there's a chance, I'll give it a try. I won't let her have the chance to step on my head again. "

"Dad, I've always remembered how she kicked me out of the provincial No. 1 Middle School back then!"

Sun Dongqing sat on the side and looked at her husband and daughter. After a while, she couldn't hold it in anymore and said fiercely, "We have to teach that wretched girl a lesson. Otherwise, she'll think that our Ye Ying is easy to bully."

If it weren't for Old Ye always telling her not to go to the provincial No. 1 Middle School and cause trouble for that wretched girl because it would affect his reputation in the government, she would've gone there long ago!

"Go and take the things. Don't cause trouble." Ye Zhifan didn't agree immediately. This was a serious matter and related to his daughter's future. He couldn't afford to make any mistakes. He gently reprimanded his wife and then said to Ye Ying, "Yingying, although the risk is 50%, Ye Chien's ability is a little beyond my expectations. Yingying, Dad can say that you don't have a 50% chance of winning."

Ye Ying's voice suddenly rose and sounded a little shrill. "Dad, are you saying that I'm not as good as Ye Chien? Even you think that I'm not as good as her? "

"Who said that? Who said that our Yingying is not as good as that wretched girl!" Sun Dongqing, who was cleaning the table, jumped up and pointed at Ye Zhifan's nose. "Ye Zhifan, I'm telling you, don't compare that wretched girl to our Yingying. Our Yingying is a top student at Tsinghua University and West University! Even her homeroom teacher said that as long as she performs normally, it won't be a problem for her to get into the top universities! "

"What can this wretched girl get into? I think she should thank the heavens for even getting into a third-rate university!"

Ye Ying was even angrier. If Ye Chien could only get into a third-rate university, why would she do something like that during the college entrance exam?

"Mom, can you stop interrupting? I'll talk to Dad. Can you go back to your room and rest? " Ye Ying's voice was filled with anger. "Dad, I don't care how confident I am. I have to try."

"If I really fail, I'll just repeat my studies for a year! If you succeed, think of a way to make this matter worse. Let the Education Bureau punish Ye Chien as a warning to others and permanently disqualify Ye Chien from taking the college entrance exam! "

"You also have to think about the jade pendant in our hands. If the person behind the jade pendant knows that Ye Chien is more promising than me, do you think he will abandon our family and support Ye Chien?"

None of the other words had touched Ye Zhifan's heart. Only this sentence had touched the bottom of his heart.

The sound of footsteps could be heard in the hotel corridor. It was the parents who had accompanied their children to school for the afternoon exam.

Listening to the sound of footsteps and the parents' reminders gradually fade away, Ye Zhifan waited until the surroundings were so quiet that only Ye Ying's heavy breathing could be heard. He said, "Be careful."

The sun was at its brightest in the afternoon. Ye Chien stood at the school gate and looked at a "boy" who was wearing the Provincial No.1 Middle School's uniform. The "boy" walked unhurriedly beside them and smiled at Xia Jinyuan, who had brought her over. "Go back and wait. You don't have to stand under the sun. I'll be back in about an hour. Go back and rest."

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