Childhood Sweethearts: He's Jealous Again!-Chapter 532: It’s Good to Have You

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Chapter 532: Chapter 532: It’s Good to Have You

Tong Aiguo, after hearing this, immediately dismissed the thought of going to find Li Zijue to ask.

Seeing that she had fooled him, Tong Mo quickly waved away the two bodyguards that had been holding her and, tilting her chin upwards, said to him, "Can I go to school now?"

"Since Viscount Li has spoken, there’s no reason for me to stop you. Go ahead," Tong Aiguo said as he gestured with his eyes for the bodyguards to step back.

Tong Mo, observing his subservient demeanor, felt a surge of disdain for him at the bottom of her heart.

She seriously doubted that if the Young Master Li told him to eat shit, he would probably do it without a second thought!

"Sister, you still haven’t told us, which university are you attending?" Tong Nian asked again, her voice tinged with curiosity.

If one looked carefully, they could see a twinkle of schadenfreude in her eyes, clearly wanting to mock Tong Mo.

After all, what kind of school would accept someone who only scored a little over two hundred points on the exam?

It could only be some vocational college or community college at best.

"You’ll find out when the time comes," Tong Mo said, giving her a meaningful smile before pushing her suitcase and heading outside.

Tong Nian probably couldn’t even dream that she would end up at the same school as Tong Mo.

Seeing that she wasn’t going to reveal it, Tong Nian couldn’t help but grit her teeth, preparing to curse at her when she realized that Tong Aiguo was still there. So, she had to suppress her frustration and pouted coquettishly, "Sis, how could you keep it a secret from us?"

"It’s probably not any prestigious school, it’s normal for a girl to care about saving face and not admitting it," Liu Zhi said, seemingly defending Tong Mo, but her eyes were filled with mockery.

"Forget that ungrateful girl, it’s getting late, we should be going," Tong Aiguo promptly said.

"Okay, Daddy," Tong Nian said sweetly as she hugged Tong Aiguo’s arm and walked towards the car.

As for Tong Mo, by the time she reached the bus station, all the tickets had already been sold out, and not a single airplane ticket was available either.

"Ah... If only I had bought the ticket earlier!" Tong Mo deeply regretted not thinking ahead to buy her ticket, knowing full well that they would sell out quickly at the start of the school term.

"Miss, do you need a ride?"

Just when Tong Mo was feeling helpless, a Lamborghini pulled up in front of her.

As the car window slowly rolled down, Tong Mo caught sight of a mature and handsome face; his deep, well-like eyes were gazing at her at that moment.

"Uncle..."

Seeing him, Tong Mo immediately felt a surge of relief, hurriedly got up from the ground, ran to his car window, and eagerly opened his car door.

"Thank goodness you’re here; otherwise, I really wouldn’t know what to do today!" After getting in, Tong Mo expressed her deep gratitude.

She knew that being late on the day of registration could cause a lot of hassles and negatively impact her future.

After all, as students of the Film Academy, they were almost all destined to become public figures. If you couldn’t get there on time, the moment you became famous and someone dug up this incident, a few press releases would be enough to brand you as a diva, despite your young age.

As for the truth, nobody would care about that!

Li Zijue hooked his thin lips into a smile and said jokingly, "I was actually planning on personally taking you to school. I was just about to leave your house when the butler told me you had gone to the station. I was worried you couldn’t get a ticket, so I decided to come and check."

Listening to his words, Tong Mo’s nose suddenly began to feel strangely sore, and she felt an urge to cry, "Uncle, why are you so good to me?"

The young girl’s voice was already stained with the sound of tears as she asked.

This 𝓬ontent is taken from fre𝒆webnove(l).𝐜𝐨𝗺