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“As for Fang Yifan, his grades are now at the very bottom. If he doesn’t start working harder, he won’t even get into university. That would ruin his future!”

Tong Wenjie, with only Fang Yifan as her child, couldn’t accept the possibility of him failing to secure a college education. She resolved that moving to Shuxiang Yayuan was essential.

“Song Qian, do you still have any properties available for rent?”

Song Qian sighed softly, her tone tinged with helplessness. “All our properties are already rented out. The ground floor went to Ji Yangyang’s family, and the second floor was just leased yesterday.”

Hearing this, Tong Wenjie felt a headache coming on.

“However, Su Bai recently gave me a property deed for unit 501. Although he said I should manage it, the house belongs to him. If you’re interested in renting, you could ask Su Bai directly.”

“But you need to act quickly. With all the Year 12 parents scrambling for school district housing, his property won’t stay available for long.”

Tong Wenjie was stunned. Su Bai bought a unit in Shuxiang Yayuan?n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Properties in Shuxiang Yayuan were coveted school district houses, notoriously difficult to acquire. On top of that, the rent alone was at least 12,000 yuan per month, equating to around 150,000 yuan annually.

“Song Qian, just how wealthy is Su Bai? Riding a motorbike worth over two million is one thing, but now he’s bought a house in Shuxiang Yayuan?”

“I wouldn’t know. I don’t pry into his personal affairs. That’s his business, not mine,” Song Qian replied.

Although curious, Song Qian kept her distance from Su Bai’s private matters. Her only concern was ensuring his academic performance remained strong, as his parents had entrusted her with his education.

In fact, Su Bai had scored a stunning 748 in the simulated exam. According to Li Meng, the 2 points deducted from his English essay were due to his use of a word unfamiliar to the teacher.

If not for the total score cap, Su Bai could have achieved an even higher mark.

With that, Song Qian felt no need to intervene in his studies anymore.

Recognizing that renting the house was inevitable, Tong Wenjie said, “Song Qian, could you let Su Bai know I’d like to invite him to dinner tonight to discuss renting the house? Don’t worry—I won’t try to bargain for a lower price.”

“Sure, I’ll let him know. Just meet him after school.”

“Thanks. I’ve got to head to work now.”

“And I need to get to yoga class,” Song Qian replied with a knowing look.

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The day passed quickly.

At school, Su Bai became the focus of countless praises from teachers. His exam papers were even used as examples for both the class and the entire school.

Though flattered, Su Bai felt helpless about the attention. His stellar performance was mainly to ensure Song Qian stopped micromanaging him. He noticed how closely she monitored Qiao Yingzi, whose mental health was strained in the original storyline.

To alleviate the pressure on Yingzi, Su Bai promised to take her out for relaxation over the weekend.

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At the school gate, Tong Wenjie was already waiting.

Fang Yifan, spotting his mother from a distance, froze. With his name at the bottom of the exam rankings, he couldn’t escape her fury.

“Fang Yifan, come here!”

Seeing him, Tong Wenjie’s anger flared. She marched up and pinched his ear.

“Mom, I’m sorry! Please forgive me!” Fang Yifan pleaded.

While holding back her frustration, Tong Wenjie decided against making a scene in public. “We’ll discuss this at home later,” she muttered, releasing him.

Turning to Su Bai, she said, “Su Bai, I trust Song Qian informed you—I’d like to treat you to dinner tonight. Order whatever you like.”

Fang Yifan was dumbfounded. Why is mother inviting Su Bai to a private dinner? He couldn’t believe his ears.