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Chapter 92

Yun Hu'an, who was sitting next to him, witnessed Song Yingsheng's breathing a sigh of relief, and quickly asked: "Brother Yingsheng, you are..."

"I'm fine." Song Yingsheng smiled and touched the girl's hair next to him: "This is a normal result. It's not bad, nor is it very good."

"Is this really the case?" Yun Huan didn't take away Song Yingsheng's big hand: "But you are 666 points, it's already very high."

"Maybe." Song Yingsheng did not give a positive answer: "After all, in the end, it depends on the ranking. If everyone performs extraordinaryly in this class, I will have to be ranked very late, but if it is based on the results of the previous year--"

"The two rooms in the imperial capital are out of the blue. The local Shenzhen-Hong Kong University can be won, which is also true. I didn't think I could get a high score. This is good." He said while touching Yun Hu'an's head.

"Ha, if you talk to others like this, you will definitely be beaten by others." Yun Huan, who was motionless, couldn't help but aim at Song Yingsheng and complained:

"But forget it, after all, I know you are not the kind of person who likes to be sarcastic, but you are really amazing. I don't know if I can get this score in the future..."

"How could it not be?" Looking at the girl's cute look, Song Yingsheng couldn't help but hug her in his arms: "At worst, I'll teach you, let alone, your high school is better than mine."

"That's just my parents' relationship." Yun Hu'an, who was lying on Song Yingsheng's chest, poked the boy's cheek in front of him: "Forget it, I won't praise you anymore, you will be overconfident later."

"Is this true? It's right, a arrogant soldier will be defeated." Song Yingsheng chuckled and let Yun Huan poke him around. He put down his mouse in his right hand and picked up his cell phone: "After that's it, it's time to reply to the message. Our mother left me a lot of words, I'm afraid I think I'm not doing well in the exam."

"What are you talking about? That's just that aunt is worried about you." Yun Huan, who was in his arms, yelled and found that Song Yingsheng had no scruples on her eyes: "By the way, aren't you afraid of me to read? I'll peek at your chat records."

"Then let's see, there's nothing to hide." Song Yingsheng immediately shook his head, which made Yun Huan feel a little ashamed, but he didn't show it. Instead, in his eyes, he asked Song Yingsheng to open WeChat. Then the two of them saw a bunch of information left by Song's mother.

The details are as follows:

【9:01 am】

[Mom (Who has Huahua’s avatar): Son, how did you do the exam?]

[Mom: It doesn’t matter if you don’t do well in the exam. Our family still has some money. Even if you want to go abroad, we can afford it.]

【Mom: Reply quickly when you see it】

【9:20 am】

【Mom: Voice (30s)】

【Mom: Voice (45s)】

......

Song Yingsheng used the method of converting the text to the voice, and quickly finished reading it. It was nothing more than that she was very worried, and she was even afraid that Song Yingsheng would not be able to stand the blow for a while and wanted to do stupid things. Song Yingsheng, who saw these sentences, was a little speechless and quickly responded:

"Mom, I'm fine. It's just that something happened. I delayed replying to you. I've got 666 points and I'll definitely go to college. Don't worry."

"Really, fake!" Just like Song Yingsheng's imagination, Song's mother did reply in seconds. Then she paused for a while and made a voice for more than a minute. Song Yingsheng was a little speechless: "Mom, can you type?"

"It's so troublesome to type!" Song's mother said she was unhappy, and then she even made a video call directly. Song Yingsheng was shocked and looked at Yun Hu'an in her arms, saying, "Uh, Hu'an, why not..."

"Can't aunt know?" Although Yun Huan sat up obediently, he couldn't help but snorted.

"Of course not. As long as you want, we can let her know immediately. But, uh, don't just see her in this sitting position." Song Yingsheng quickly laughed apologetically, and then agreed to Song's mother's request. An ordinary woman in her forties with a little wrinkle on her face immediately appeared in front of the two of them.

"Son, I haven't seen you for a long time." Song's mother greeted her first, then looked at Yun Hu'an: "Hu'an is here too, good morning."

"Auntie, too, good morning." Yun Huan said sweetly, then only saw Song's mother laughing happily:

"You are so good, Hu'an, I'm sorry for trouble. I actually asked you to call him, but there was nothing I could do. The main reason is that I'm afraid he has a problem. You know, Yingsheng has been in trouble since he was a child. Thank you for taking care of him for so long."

"No, Brother Ying Sheng takes care of me." Yun Hu'an chuckled: "Compared to this, aunt, your skin has improved recently, and you feel younger and younger."

"Really? Oh Hu'an, don't lie to the old man." Song's mother smiled happily, as if she was satisfied with Yun Hu'an's words. Song Yingsheng next to her was also happy to see this situation. After all, he was still very scared, and there would be problems with the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law in the future:

"I'm already an old lady, how could my skin improve? You are so sweet, please. How about you, when you come back to Xiguan, my aunt will take you to have a good meal?"

"Of course, aunt." Yun Huan became very excited when he heard the food: "Then I'll bring you some gifts too, what do you want?"

"Everything is fine, everything is fine, just get there." Song's mother continued to maintain a happy smile and chatted with Yun Hu'an one after another. Song Yingsheng next to her went from chuckling at the beginning to a confused later.

Hey, wasn’t this called to ask about my grades? How did it become a discussion between two women?

They actually kept talking for several minutes, who was the protagonist?

More importantly, Song's mother was actually said to give all the gold bracelets at home to Yun Hu'an, and Song Yingsheng was speechless. He felt that he could not give them, after all, Miss Xiaohuan was her "daughter-in-law". There was obviously no problem in giving gifts to her daughter-in-law--

But the problem is that Song Yingsheng has no public relations with her at all, so Song’s mother’s approach seems a bit strange.

However, what happened next made Song Yingsheng sigh, because Yun Huan decisively rejected Song’s mother’s statement and said that she should not give too expensive items. Song Yingsheng was immediately moved. Who said that girls worship money? Isn’t this one in her family? It seems that she has to find some way to compensate her in the future...

"Okay." Faced with Yun Hu'an's insistence, Song's mother did not force it: "Anyway, I'll wait for you to come back tonight and there's nothing else. I'll just make sure it last. Son, is your score really 666? Didn't you lie to me?"

"No, aunt." Yun Huan directly answered for Song Yingsheng: "I saw it for him with my own eyes. He must have not lie to me, just don't worry."

"That's good, that's good." Song's mother smiled happily: "It's okay, it's the case. Then I'll die first, let's talk about it tonight, bye."

"By Auntie." Yun Hu'an nodded, and the video call stopped immediately.

At this moment, Song Yingsheng really didn't expect that after about ten minutes of conversation, he only had the last sentence to ask about his grades, which made him wonder if he was his biological child.

However, Yun Hu'an just now responded so well. I believe that there is no need to worry about her having a bad relationship with her mother in the future. This made him, thinking of this, unable to help but hug Yun Hu'an again, breathing, and the fragrance from her body came from her body, and he said in his mouth:
Chapter completed!
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