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For the following several days, Xia Ye was under 24-hour surveillance by her three older brothers, even her time on the phone was limited.
The brothers had a meeting, and once First Middle School started, they might have to leave, with each going their own way, to their matches or back to the border, and couldn't stay at home indefinitely.
If Little Tiangao couldn't keep up with the basic knowledge, even if she barely made it to senior year, she'd inevitably be ostracized by teachers and classmates.
Regardless, they had to tutor her to at least understand what the teacher was saying in class.
Mrs. Wu had never seen the three young masters present at the Xia family villa so frequently.
They followed the second young miss everywhere, even turning a discolored apple into a teaching moment.
If it had been any other teacher harping on her in such close proximity, Xia Ye would have long run away from home and packed her bags to return to Ear Mountain.
