Lan Jin raised an eyebrow, looking at the mother and daughter with an expression that was both proud and cold, "Aren't you two tired of putting on this performance?"
She paused, then said, "What does it matter to you whether I apply to college or not?"
Upon hearing this, Shen Rong started to act heartbroken, "Xiao Jin, look at the way you're talking. Although I'm not your biological mother, I've always treated you as my own daughter over the years. I know you've never liked me, but in all conscience, everything I say is for your own good."
Lan Jin's gaze was sharp as a knife as she shot back at Shen Rong, "For my good, or thinking about how to hurt and plot against me? Tsk, it seems you've misunderstood those words."
Just then, the sound of a car engine came from outside. Lan Yanhao had forgotten a document and had driven back to get it.
