Fake Daughter Is Rich Again? novel Chapter 107

"It's nothing much actually," Tang Wei said with a weird look on her face. "You should be preparing for your university entrance examinations already. Do you have a school in mind? How about Ren Yi? Do you like that school? If you like it, I have a reservation. Your grades are good, and it's a great school as well. It would be better than having to take the examination."

Qiao Nian always believed that there was no free lunch in this world. She would have to be careful even if there was.

She blinked, but she didn't respond to the proposal.

After seeing that Qiao Nian didn't respond, Tang Wei continued awkwardly, "But I have a request. Could you forgive Zhao Jingwei for what she did?"

Zhao Jingwei was connected to the Tang family?

Qiao Nian was surprised.

"How should I forgive her?"

Tang Wei sighed and continued, "I'm at the end of my ropes, Nian Nian. Zhao Jingwei's dad saved my husband's life before. He died young because of this, and the Tang family is indebted to her. Her mom came to me a few days ago. They know that they were wrong already. Is it possible that you give them a smaller punishment and don't make a big deal out of it?

"Of course, I understand that you were wronged. I have the slot to send you into Ren Yi. If you agree to this, I will make sure that you enter the university."

She thought that Qiao Nian would at least consider it.

However, Qiao Nian replied to her immediately, "I don't think that I'm suitable for Ren Vi."

What she meant was that she wasn't going to forgive Zhao Jingwei!

Tang Wei's expression changed.

She felt that the Tang family was almost as powerful as the Jiang family. They only lost out slightly because Old Master Jiang went to Beijing a bit later. However, in Rao City, both the Tang and Jiang families were at the pinnacle of power.

She even made a request to her as a senior. Qiao Nian should have agreed.

Qiao Nian answered, "Shen Qingqing is my friend. If I wasn't there, Grandma Tang, you wouldn't be here speaking to me about this."

A bowl falling from the eighth floor would kill someone, let alone a bunch of steel rods.