Yue Chuyun pulled Ling Fei up and walked into Ling Fei's room. The layout in the room was simple, with a bed, a bookshelves, and a few dolls on the desk, but the most conspicuous one was a pair of dance shoes hanging on the wall.

Although I haven't been home for several months, the room is still clean and tidy, and there is no trace of dust on the table. It's not difficult to imagine that Yue Chuyun cleans it frequently.

"Mom, dad, he just..."

Putting the gift box against the wall, Ling Fei took Yue Chuyun and sat on the edge of the bed, holding her mother's warm hand, and the fatigue of the journey seemed to disappear.

"You have the nerve to ask, what's going on?"

Take out a magazine from under the pillow and hand it to Ling Fei. Isn’t it the advertisement Ling Fei took for Hengyu Group on the cover?

"Uh...this..."

When Ling Fei saw the magazine, she was also confused, and her parents actually found out...

"Just because of this, your dad talks to me every day, and my ears are calloused."

Ling Fei stuck out her tongue at Yue Chuyun helplessly: "Isn't it just a cover magazine? Dad is really..."

"To be honest, what is your relationship with Yang Yu from Hengyu Group?"

Gossip is a necessary skill for women in the Celestial Empire, and Yue Chuyun is no exception. Although she is a city-high-ranking official, her daughter's affairs are a huge thing for her. So after she found the magazine, she privately learned about the information about Hengyu Group and Yang Yu.

Ling Fei quickly replied: "Oh, Mom, I have nothing to do with him. I just work in Hengyu Group." Although there was nothing between Ling Fei and Yang Yu, when Yue Chuyun asked this, her face was still red and hot.

Yue Chuyun is a person who has experienced it, and Ling Fei was the one who grew up watching her, so she could see the signs from Ling Fei's reaction at a glance, then put her head in Ling Fei's ear and whispered: "Although Yang Yu is very outstanding, she is a private enterprise after all, and it's a bit difficult for your father to pass the cusp..."

In Yue Chuyun's opinion, Yang Yu is indeed excellent. He can start from scratch at the age of eighteen or nineteen, and has the title of the top ten young people in the province. I believe there is no problem in all aspects of ability. At least Yue Chuyun accepted this Yang Yu.

"Oh, mom, what are you talking about? There is really nothing between me and him..."

Ling Fei was crying without tears, shy and anxious. It was the same for her mother, and it was not the same. She couldn't explain it clearly at all. She wanted to use a roll of tape to seal her mother's mouth.

"Don't mention this to your dad these days. He's upset. Let's go and come out for dinner first."

After instructing Ling Fei, Yue Chuyun got up and walked out of the room. Ling Fei fell on the bed, her mind was in a mess. Unexpectedly, her mother had already figured out Yang Yu's situation clearly.

"Hey! No matter how much!"

Nunuu, Ling Fei got up from the bed, opened her suitcase, and took out a bottle of Moutai that she had given by the plane.

Originally, Ling Fei didn't drink, but thinking that her father liked to drink, she asked the flight attendant for a bottle.

Putting the wine on the table, Ling Fei sat down: "Dad, this is delivered by plane, I'll give it to you."

He glanced at Maotai quietly, and the surprise in his eyes flashed, and he immediately turned his face back and continued to pick up food.

Yue Chuyun turned around and took out a cup from the closet and placed it in front of Ling Jingpei. She opened the wine and poured a small cup of wine: "Your father, that's all, but he doesn't charge him, and he can't bear to buy it myself. Now that you're grown up, you can bring wine to your father, and it's not in vain that your father loves you so much since he was a child."

Putting down the chopsticks, Ling Jingpei picked up the wine glass and took a sip: "Don't think a bottle of wine can fool me. What's going on with the magazine cover! Explain it to me!"

Although he said that a bottle of wine could not fool himself, the wine was indeed drunk in his mouth and sweet in his heart. Even if it was given by a plane, it was still considered a part of his daughter's wish.

Since my parents knew about it, Ling Fei had nothing to hide, so I could just explain it in detail.

Speaking of what happened at Sichuan University, although it has been a month or two, Ling Fei still feels wronged and tears are circling in her eyes. Just because of rumors, she can shatter her dream of dancing. Should she blame this era or fate?

After hearing Ling Fei's situation, Ling Jingpei's stern face finally became silent, and his eyes finally turned red. It turned out that his daughter had experienced so many things alone in Rongcheng.

"Dad, I can earn five or six hundred yuan a month in Hengyu!" A smile appeared on his frustrated face, Ling Fei ran back to the room and took out the gift he had prepared: "This is the gift I brought to you."

"Oh, you kid, you can't spend money indiscriminately!"

After taking a floral winter skirt handed over by Ling Fei, he knew that the price must be very expensive based on his touch. He scolded him but looked full of relief. For parents, any little bit of their children's feelings, even a question of their well-being, can satisfy them, and Ling Jingpei and Yue Chuyun are no exception.

"This is produced by Hengyu Group. I get the internal price, which is not very expensive!"

I sat back to my seat and continued to eat, but before I could even pull the chopsticks, Ling Jingpei suddenly said: "I'm back, so stay in the Shanghai Stock Exchange. I will keep the academic qualifications of the School of Finance and Economics for you. No matter what, I'll finish my college degree first!"

Ling Jingpei mentioned the School of Finance and Economics, and Ling Fei's face immediately pulled down.

In the college entrance examination last year, with Ling Fei's grades and physical conditions, it was no problem to take the dance major of the Central Academy of Drama, but Ling Jingpei insisted on letting Ling Fei go to the School of Finance and Economics because the country has opened up a house for reform and now it is necessary to engage in the economy and is also in a hurry to lack talents in the economic field. If Ling Fei graduated from the School of Finance and Economics, her work treatment will definitely be much better afterwards.

As expected, Ling Fei successfully obtained the admission notice from the Shanghai Stock Exchange School of Finance and Economics with the sixth place in the Shanghai Stock Exchange.

However, Ling Fei did not eat or drink all day and protested on a hunger strike. Ling Jingpei and his wife had no choice but to listen around and see if there were any special recruits in the college entrance examination. Finally, they found Sichuan University, which is Ling Jingpei's own alma mater. Later, with the recommendation of Ling Jingpei's mentor Han Zhenglin, Ling Fei finally got a trial quota for the Sichuan University Art Department. After half a year of trial study, she could become a formal student at Sichuan University and continue to learn dance.

"I don't want to go to the School of Finance and Economics!"

She lowered her head and used chopsticks to tick the rice in the bowl. She was already hungry, but now she has no mood to eat and has no interest. She would rather be better than waste her time.

But from Ling Jingpei's perspective, there is no big mistake in planning for Ling Fei's future, and there is no mistake in Ling Fei's pursuit of his dream...

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