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"What a farce." Li Julin suddenly scolded angrily.
"..."
Everyone was startled by Li Julin's outburst.
"Dad."
Li Shiping and Li Yue called out simultaneously, clearly intending to speak up for Shen Mianmian.
Li Julin, however, ignored the two of them, and with a stern face, seriously looked at Shen Mianmian, "You insist on attending No. 3 Middle School; is it because it doesn't require boarding and is thus convenient for running your business?"
Nobody expected Li Julin to think of it this way. Shen Mianmian had known that if Li Julin discovered that this was her reason for not attending No. 1 Middle School, he would strongly disapprove.
But now that he had guessed it, Shen Mianmian didn't want to lie, "Uncle Li, there is indeed a part of the reason that I didn't go to No. 1 Middle School because of this."
