Chapter 2 So What?

An Ran walked over and happened to hear Sun Xuehui's words, and her hand involuntarily clenched. Grandma died because of her, and grandma's death had always been a pain in her heart. Sun Xuehui's words undoubtedly ripped open the scar on her chest. "Dad, Mom." An Ran walked up to them. An Youcai saw that her face didn't look good and asked with concern, "Ran, are you feeling unwell? Your face looks a bit pale." seaʀᴄh thё NôvelFire.nёt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Sun Xuehui sized her up as well, with undisguised disdain in her eyes. "So young, what could she be feeling unwell about? Sit down, your dad and I are discussing your matter." She straightened her posture and put on the stance of the head of the family. "Your dad was just talking about the company's situation. You're also a member of this family, and now that you're grown up, you should know about the family's circumstances." An Youcai cleared his throat and was just about to speak when her glance stopped him cold. Seeing An Youcai dare not mess around anymore, Sun Xuehui continued, "The company's performance has been getting worse over the years. Your dad said another long-term partner has terminated their relationship with us. People outside know we have a company, but only our family understands the actual situation of the company. Your brother is attending a closed aristocratic school, and the costs are already high. However, he is a boy and will be the pillar of the family in the future. It's only right to give him a good education. Both you and Jiajia got into university this year. Today, Jiajia also received an acceptance letter from Nan'an University, the Art College. You know, Jiajia has been dancing for over ten years, all for getting into Nan'an Art College. But if you both go, this family really..." At this point, An Ran already understood what Sun Xuehui meant. Since that incident, Sun Xuehui and An Sijia had been plotting something. Sun Xuehui is very materialistic. After she got together with Ye Sheng, her attitude towards me changed significantly. Now that her biological daughter has climbed onto this big tree, she's proud on one hand, but also worried that her existence might bring about changes. An Ran still remembered that day when An Sijia talked about her and Ye Sheng in front of Sun Xuehui, with tears streaming down her face. It was far from the appearance of someone who had stolen her sister's boyfriend. Instead, it looked as though she and Ye Sheng were sincerely in love, and her sister was holding on and refusing to let go. Sun Xuehui saw her as a thorn in her side. Now sending An Sijia to Nan'an University, what else could the reason be? But with An Sijia's poor grades, she could only go to a school that requires a lot of money. "So?" Even though she had already guessed Sun Xuehui's intentions, An Ran still asked. "Don't blame your mom for being biased. Jiajia is still your younger sister, and she's danced for more than ten years. I can't just watch her give up her dream because of money. You should have more understanding for your dad and me. So, you shouldn't go to school; stay home and help your dad with the company. You're good at studying, and even with just a high school diploma, you can help your dad a lot." Listening to Sun Xuehui's plan, An Ran's eyes were all on An Youcai. Feeling her gaze, An Youcai bowed his head even lower. "Dad, what do you think?"