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WBQ's Story Chapter 83

 After a few seconds, Wei Bo Qian appeared at the door of the counselling room. Her face was flushed and her skirt was a little crooked. She tied her hair into a ponytail and had a few messy hair scattered near her ears.




“Mom.” Bo Qian waved at her mother, “Come here.”




“Bo Qian.” Mother Wei walked over quickly, “Why is your face red? Are you uncomfortable?”




“Nothing, it’s okay…” Bo Qian smiled.




“Where is your pants?”




“Uh…” Because she was rushing, it was too late to put on her pants, and her underwear was still under Teacher Tang’s desk. “I accidentally got it wet, so I had to take it off.”




“Mrs. Wei.”




Tang Yushu suddenly appeared, shocking Mother Wei.




“Hello, teacher.” Mother Wei nodded her head, still shocked.




“Please sit down.” Tang Yushu pointed at the couch in the counselling room.




“Okay.”




Mother Wei sat down with her daughter, while Tang Yushu sat opposite him.




“How should I address the teacher?” Mother Wei asked.




“My surname is Tang.”




“Teacher Tang, what happened with my daughter? Why did you suddenly asked me to come to school?”




Although her son and daughter have excellent grades and good conduct, and the teachers usually praise them, when she was called to come to school, she couldn’t help but get worried.




“This has something to do with your daughter’s future.” Tang Yushu took out a piece of paper from his pocket, “They will have their final exams soon, but Bo Qian said that she wants to study interior design.”




Bo Qian stared at him.




She clearly said that she didn’t want to study interior design… and what was on the table?




Isn’t that the draft of Tang Yushu’s apartment that she threw at the trash can this morning?




“Interior design?” Mother Wei looked at her daughter in astonishment, “Didn’t you want to study law?” How could she suddenly say that she wants to study interior design?




“I…” She couldn’t argue.




“She said it this morning, and I was also surprised.” Tang Yushu pushed forward the rotten design. “From this draft, we can see that she has no talent, and I will ask Mrs. Wei to persuade her not to sabotage her future.”




Teacher Tang, you are so good!




Bo Qian cursed.




Although it was to prevent her mother from meeting Teacher Su, why did he make a fuss about her design?




What a shame!




She does not believe that there is no other way to deal with this.




He also said that she has no talent!




He is too much!




“Bo Qian ah,” Mother Wei looked at the draft design, and earnestly said, “Interior design is a difficult path to walk, and you don’t have a talent for it from an early age. It’s better to go to Law, or at least try it.”




“I… I know.”




Bo Qian gave Tang Yushu a secret glance.




Although Tang Yushu’s eyebrows didn’t move, she could feel that he was laughing inside.




“It’s fine if you know.” Mother Wei patted her daughter’s head. “Then, is there anything else?”




“That’s it.”




“Then teacher, we will go first.”




Mother Wei pulled her daughter up.




“Take care.”




When she walked out of the office, Mother Wei began to mutter.




“How come you suddenly thought of studying interior design? Did you take the wrong medicine?”




“Well, I just read about it…”




“Don’t think that you can suddenly change what you want to study. How would you prepare for the exam?”




“Mom…”




Tang Yushu listened to the tragic conversation, smiled, folded the design draft and put it back in his pocket.


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