Movie King Dad, your daughter came to you from the countryside.

Chapter 368 is too much

It’s not that the occasion was wrong, Yang Xiaocheng would definitely have to have a few words with her biological mother.

What does "just know how to play" mean?
She is a senior high school graduate, okay? She will be a college student when school starts.

And there is no homework.

Why can't we just play?

After all, I spent the entire senior year of high school with my head hanging from my head and my buttocks stabbed.

What can Yang Xiaocheng do?

Such parents are so common in the world.

They demonstrate the "majesty" of being parents all the time.

"We are about to go to college, and we don't need to do homework anyway. It's just fun." Guan's mother comforted her, "We happen to be in the capital every year, so it's rare for the sisters to get together."

Guan Tang then closed his mouth.

This scene made Guan Ju feel suffocated in his heart.

Of course, she was just thinking about it.

After all, facing her grandma, she was also suffocated.

The phone is ringing here.

Guan Yuanshan stretched out his arm to pick it up and glanced at it, "Professor Nie."

Guan Ju took it, pressed the answer button, stood up and walked to the balcony.

"Fuyao?"

"Happy birthday, beauty."

Guan Ju smiled and frowned, "Thank you, our busy man still remembers my birthday?"

"I'm busy, I still have time for a phone call." Nie Fuyao was in the cafeteria at this time, looking at the violent storm outside, "If the storm is lighter at night, let's go out and get together."

"Are you free?" Guan Ju was naturally willing.

"It depends on the weather. If it gets better, you can get off work normally. If it's still so bad, then I'll stay busy for a while and stay in Champs, okay?"

"Of course." Guan Ju looked at the bad weather outside the window, hoping it would calm down by evening, "Where's Qu Ling?"

"I'll pick her up on the way."

"Okay!" Guan Ju was satisfied, "Take Songsong with you. I haven't seen the little baby in almost a year."

"Okay, I'll take her with me when the weather gets better. I'll continue to eat here. I'm sure we'll see you in the evening."

Returning to the dining table, everyone looked at Guan Ju.

She glanced at everyone and said with a smile, "Why are you looking at me like this?"

"Have an appointment with Professor Nie tonight?" Guan Ma asked.

"Well, it depends on the weather. If it's still so bad at night, I won't go."

Yang Xiaocheng held her forehead with one hand and said with envy: "Professor Nie, she is really amazing."

"You know how good you are, why don't you study hard?" Guan Tang came again.

Yang Xiaocheng's patience was almost pushed to the edge of the cliff.

"Is this something you can catch up by studying hard? If you can catch up with hard work, why do you need a genius?" Yang Xiaocheng tried his best to keep his emotions calm, "Don't you and my dad work hard? Those who commute every day Aren’t the people working hard? Aren’t the migrant workers who are sweating in the dirt at the construction site working hard? Aren’t these people still living a miserable life?”

Guan Tang: "..."

My daughter scolded her in front of her brother and sister-in-law, but the key point was that she couldn't refute her.

Guan Tang was so angry that he gritted his teeth and suppressed his anger.

"Effort determines the lower limit, and talent determines the upper limit." Yang Xiaocheng said indifferently, "I am just an ordinary person, and I am self-aware."

"Sister, can I stay tonight? If the wind calms down, can you take me to see Professor Nie?"

"I have to ask her about this. Fuyao will pay for tonight." Guan Ju pinched his cousin's cheek, "It's most likely okay."

"Great!" Yang Xiaocheng turned to stare at Dad Yang, "Dad, I'm staying at my uncle's house tonight."

What can Father Yang say, "As long as you don't act nonsense." "I'm not a child."

**
Around six o'clock, the wind outside had dropped a lot, and the rain had turned into a drizzle.

"Okay, that's it for today. Let's go back and rest early."

Nie Fuyao greeted the students, grabbed his coat and left.

Driving to Qingbei, Qu Ling was playing with Songsong at the school gate.

Seeing the familiar car, the little girl ran over happily.

"Mommy mommy……"

Nie Fuyao opened the car door and took her daughter into the car.

"Wait for a long time?"

"No wait." Qu Ling got in the car, "How old should I sit in the safety seat?"

"It depends on the situation, six or seven years old or ten or eight years old."

The car started again and headed to the Champs Elysees Hotel on the Fourth Ring Road.

"Mom, where are you going?" Songsong swung her little feet, and she was very interested at first sight.

"It's Aunt Guan's birthday, and we're going to have a big dinner."

Arriving at the hotel, there was not much passenger traffic due to the typhoon.

Nie Fuyao booked a private room in advance and was taken to the private room by the waiter. Guan Ju was already waiting.

As soon as the three people appeared and there was a chance to say hello, Guan Ju stepped forward and hugged Songsong.

He bent down and kissed her breasts, "Songsong, Auntie misses you so much."

"Hello, aunt." Songsong greeted obediently, "Happy birthday, aunt."

Guan Ju hugged Songsong and didn't let go, "It's so worth it for my aunt's birthday to be blessed by you."

Afterwards, everyone took their seats and Guan Ju briefly introduced Yang Xiaocheng.

Seeing Nie Fuyao face to face, Yang Xiaocheng was extremely excited.

She thinks Professor Nie is more beautiful than in the photos and videos.

She has a slender figure, bright facial features, and a particularly good temperament.

The most important point is that Professor Nie's daughter is so cute.

It's a pity that the little girl was held by her cousin and refused to let go, otherwise she would have to give her a hug.

"It's rare for us to get together for a meal, so we borrowed the opportunity of Senior Guan's birthday." Qu Ling opened the tableware in front of him, "If Fuyao hadn't come out to call me, I wouldn't have had time."

"Are you busy with research?" Guan Ju asked.

"Busy, even if I'm just here to do some work, I still can't leave." Qu Ling wailed slightly and propped up her chin, and her fatigue could be detected by looking at her brows, "Sometimes you are so busy that you regret it. What kind of research did I study?"

"Everyone in the Qingying class has been admitted to graduate school. Others are studying, but you are not studying?" Nie Fuyao joked: "When the classmates get together in the future, their brothers are the backbone of scientific research, and you will still regret it."

"What are you talking about?" Qu Ling said weakly, "Let's keep working hard, and college students are no longer popular in employment now. It's really too easy, and people who make it will be upset."

She tilted her head and looked at Nie Fuyao: "Before, I was thinking that I would just go to your company, so at least there would be no mortgage pressure. But, a bachelor's degree is still not enough, I still have to study for a PhD."

Seeing Qu Ling slumped in the chair, Guan Ju smiled from ear to ear.

"Keep working hard. Even if you are an undergraduate, you will be an undergraduate in the Qingying Class, standing at the top of all undergraduates."

"But Qu Ling, you are very capable. It would be a waste if you don't continue studying."

Qu Ling lazily raised his eyes, "I have the same idea as my mother."

Then he sat up straight and said, "You have to work harder in the future. The scientific research industry is not that easy to deal with. Have a drink today and have a good sleep, and you will be a good man again tomorrow."

After that, he looked at Nie Fuyao, "Where will you sleep tonight?"

"The room is reserved upstairs." She pointed to the top of her head, "It's been arranged."

"Pretty!"

(End of this chapter)