She is a real daughter with a thousand layers of vest

Chapter 297 Stock Trading
Shen Zhiyu raised the corner of his lips: "So, this is why you want to get the score even though you don't study English?"

Xia Beiqing fiddled with his head: "If my uncle knew that I got a zero on the test, he would definitely kick me out. He has called to warn me several times before. I don't think my uncle loves me at all!"

Shen Zhiyu held up Xia Beiqing's face, his eyes behind the lenses were gentle, like a pool of spring water rippling: "Poor little Beiqing..."

Xia Beiqing frowned, very unhappy: "Don't call me kid."

"You are so small, what else can I call you if not a little friend?" Shen Zhiyu couldn't help laughing.

Xia Beiqing slowly leaned over, leaned close to Shen Zhiyu's ear, and said in a calm voice: "Call me...husband!"

Shen Zhiyu covered his mouth with his hand: "Don't talk nonsense!"

Xia Beiqing smiled with her eyes curved, pulled Shen Zhiyu's hand away, and suddenly threw him onto the sofa.

At the Ruan family’s dining table.

Ruan Bingde hasn't come back yet.

Ye Meipan told Ruan Feiyue, "The college entrance examination is only a few months away. Don't slack off. Practice painting, and don't fall behind in your academic studies."

She intended to send Ruan Feiyue to the Academy of Fine Arts.

Ruan Feiyue nodded obediently: "I understand, Mom."

Ye Meipan looked at Yun Ci again and saw the girl supporting her head, sitting in a casual posture, chewing her food slowly. She couldn't help but sigh inwardly and was too lazy to say anything.

For this child, we don't expect her to go to university. A high school diploma will be enough. Even if she is good at art, it will be useless if she is not good at academic subjects.

"Mom, isn't Dad back yet?" Ruan Feiyue asked suddenly.

Ye Meipan looked out the door with a serious expression: "The company is busy recently, let's eat first."

After dinner, everyone went upstairs. Ruan Feiyue had just reached the second floor when she heard footsteps coming from downstairs. She leaned over the railing and saw that it was Ruan Bingde who had returned.

Ye Meipan walked up to him and asked in a low voice: "Is the matter not settled yet?"

Ruan Bingde shook his head: "This is too tricky."

Both of them looked unhappy.

After a while, Ye Meipan went upstairs, and Ruan Feiyue walked up to her and asked, "Mom, is there something wrong? Dad seems to be very busy recently."

Ye Meipan didn't want to say it at first, but seeing Ruan Feiyue's concerned expression, she sighed and said, "Your father has recently started a project. The company's funds are tight, but this project can't be let go. Now he needs a large sum of money, but he can't borrow it. The bank can't lend so much money either. He is trying to find a way now. Don't worry about it. Study hard."

"Need money?" Ruan Feiyue bit her lip, thought for a moment, and suddenly an idea came to her. She said hurriedly: "Otherwise... let Dad invest in stocks. I heard that the money invested in stocks can be multiplied overnight."

Ye Meipan immediately scolded: "Feiyue, what are you talking about? You can't touch this kind of thing casually, and your father hates stock trading the most, he will definitely not agree!"

"Mom, my friend Ji Ran and his father are both good at stock trading. If I ask him for help, I will definitely make money!"

"Ji..." Ye Meipan was horrified: "Could it be that his father is the famous stock tycoon in our capital?"

Ruan Feiyue nodded.

Ye Meipan found it incredible: "How did you become friends with his son?"

Ruan Feiyue smiled sweetly: "Ji Ran's grades were not good, and he asked me to help him with his studies before, so that's how we met."

Ye Meipan touched Ruan Feiyue's little face and said, "Our Feiyue is really amazing."

(End of this chapter)