A great director who grew up happily

Chapter 158 Parents have more things to consider

Unlike Chen Jinnian who was lying on the table in the bedroom and worried, Qiao Yingzi was already disheartened.

Because she found that there was no way to communicate with Song Qian at all.

Song Qian and Qiao Weidong arrived early this afternoon and signed in early, so they didn't have to wait too long before entering the classroom.

Sitting on one of the chairs in the middle of the classroom, Qiao Yingzi looked at herself in the mirror and began to speak her mind. "First of all, I want to say that I'm not in a relationship."

"Yes, I know about this." Qiao Weidong answered readily.

But Song Qian rubbed her hands and just agreed in a low voice without showing any attitude.

Qiao Yingzi didn't pause and chose to continue, "Dad, Mom, I've never worried you about my studies since I was little. I've always listened to you at home, even when you asked for my opinion on your divorce. I didn't say anything because I vaguely knew the reason. I knew that if you continued to be together, it wouldn't be so happy."

"But from the bottom of my heart, I didn't want you to get divorced at all. That day when I hugged Fang Yifan and mentioned our original family at the school event, I felt very uncomfortable. I cried in the corridor, and Fang Yifan comforted me, which is why what happened next happened."

Qiao Weidong's eyes welled up after hearing this. "Yingzi, you're a sensible child. This is Dad's fault."

"Let's talk about this later, Yingzi."

Song Qian suddenly spoke, forcibly ending the topic and interrupting everything Qiao Weidong was about to say.

In her opinion, children only need to speak their mind, while parents have more things to consider.

However, Song Qian's actions also received a warning from the psychologist outside the classroom. After all, before entering the classroom, she had been reminded not to interrupt children when they were speaking.

Qiao Yingzi obviously couldn't end the topic, and continued, "I know Mom has done a lot for me, and I don't expect you to remarry. I just hope Dad can be happy, and Mom can trust me more and blame me less."

After hearing their daughter's words, Qiao Weidong and Song Qian reacted in completely different ways.

Qiao Weidong raised his head, closed his eyes tightly, and let out a long breath. He knew that he might never be able to make up for what he owed his daughter in his lifetime.

Song Qian nodded impatiently, saying, "Okay."

Qiao Yingzi's voice did not stop. She mustered up her inner courage and ignored Chen Jinnian's previous warning. She chose to reveal her cards after the college entrance examination.

Instead, I want to take this opportunity to express my true thoughts.

"If you are willing, I hope you can seriously consider my application to Nanyang University."

Qiao Yingzi naively believed that if she opened her heart and expressed her inner thoughts, her parents would naturally open their hearts and support her in going to college.

But Song Qian's subsequent reaction directly changed the course of events.

"Why did you mention Nanjing University? I've already broken it down and explained it to you twice. You like astronomy, and I support it. But when it comes to specialized fields, which university in Beijing is worse than Nanjing University? Are you trying to use this opportunity to leave me and not let me control you?"

Song Qian stood up emotionally, turned around and looked at her daughter in the mirror and scolded her. Her position had never changed. She would not let Qiao Yingzi leave her.

Qiao Weidong, who knew Song Qian's character well, sighed helplessly and looked lonely after hearing her interrupt his daughter for the second time.

He was also reluctant to let his daughter go, but as a shrewd investor, he could not have no alternative plan. In fact, he had already made preparations. If Qiao Yingzi insisted on going, he would also move to Nanjing.

This is also one of the reasons why he doesn't want to get married.

Shortly after Song Qian started to scold, the psychologist pushed open the door and walked into the classroom to persuade her, forcibly pulling the class back on track.

But even so, it doesn't help.

Song Qian later reiterated her position, firmly opposing Qiao Yingzi's application to Nanjing University. She had no choice but to stay in Beijing and continue her studies according to her plan.

Qiao Weidong said nothing. Whether he agreed or disagreed was actually useless. The only one who had the right to decide on this matter was Song Qian. He had no reason and no qualifications to interfere.

Faced with her mother's misunderstanding and arbitrary control, Qiao Yingzi tried to hold back her tears, but they still flowed out uncontrollably, running down her cheeks and dripping onto her school uniform.

She said softly, "I know."

He got up and walked out of the classroom without even talking to a few good classmates. He returned to the classroom, packed his schoolbag, put on his coat, and walked home alone through the heavy snow.

At this time, some families have finished their activities and are leaving. Perhaps not every family can communicate smoothly, but at least the parents are accompanying their children.

After seeing this, Qiao Yingzi pulled her hat down hard, trying to cover her face with the brim. She lowered her head, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and wandered aimlessly on the sidewalk.

Ten minutes, twenty minutes, half an hour. During this time, her parents did call to ask about her, but they just let her study in the library to pass the time.

It was not until she could no longer bear the cold in the heavy snow that she had to walk towards Shuxiang Yayuan.

"Dang, Dang, Dang"

The knock on the door saved Chen Jinnian from his homework. He threw his pen on the table and ran out of the bedroom excitedly to open the door.

I opened the door and shouted loudly: "Dad, you are back"

"Forehead……"

With red eyes, Qiao Yingzi stared at him blankly, her lips moved twice but no sound came out, not knowing whether she should agree or not.

Even Chen Jinnian, who is usually talkative, was silent for three seconds to ease the awkwardness, but then he noticed that the other party was in a bad mood.

"Yingzi, what's wrong with you?" He looked at the other person's face carefully. Her eyes were a little red and swollen. Although her face was pale from the cold, it was obvious that she had been crying.

Without asking, Chen Jinnian knew that the other party had an argument while chatting with his parents, or to be more precise, he had an argument with Song Qian.

He walked out the door and reached out to help Qiao Yingzi brush off all the snow on her clothes, hat, and schoolbag.

"Your clothes are so wet, how long have you been outside?"

Seeing that the other party didn't want to talk, he didn't ask any more questions and directly pushed Qiao Yingzi into the house.

"There's floor heating in the room. Take off your coat and let me hang it up for you. Change your shoes, too. They look soaked. Wear these Yidi slippers. They're a little big, but they're fine."

Qiao Yingzi said nothing, but just did as she was told.

Hearing the noise coming from the entrance outside and Chen Jinnian's chatter, Wang Yidi leaned out of the bedroom and asked in surprise: "Oh, Yingzi, you...you're here."

She was smart for once today and didn't ask directly why she was crying like that.

"Yeah, I think I'll sit here for a while. I hope I don't disturb you." Qiao Yingzi said in a hoarse voice with a heavy nasal tone.