She Only Cares About Cultivation-Chapter 946 - 834: Super Star 8 (4000)_3

While feeling regret, there was more sympathy. Upon learning that his wife would become Yan Yue’s daughter’s guardian, Ning Zhiyuan actually didn’t hesitate much.

However, it wasn’t until he interacted with her daughter that Ning Zhiyuan realized that all of Yan Yue’s regrets were clearly compensated for by her outstanding daughter.

You see, every time they get a little stirred up at Hua Yan’s place, the father and son don’t dare to make a sound.

"Ning Hao, look at you, you’re only two years younger, yet your Sister Yan can already take the exams herself. You probably don’t even know directions, how to sign up, how much money to pay, which bus or subway to take, right? During winter break, all you did was goof around, and you haven’t finished your homework. If you don’t finish it today, watch how I deal with you!"

After saying this, she stomped off in high heels, leaving the little one clinging tightly to Ning Zhiyuan’s arm.

"Dad, did my mom take gunpowder? Ten minutes ago she was smiling at me, and in one call from Sister Yan, she turned into a tigress. I hate Sister Yan."

Ning Hao pouted in dissatisfaction, and Ning Zhiyuan sighed. Not to mention his wife being angry, sometimes even he would secretly compare and get annoyed.

How did two 985 Law postgraduates end up with such a worrisome child?

"What right do you have to hate your Sister Yan? Even though she doesn’t live with us, she’s also part of our family. You should treat her as your own sister. Right now she’s independent and living on her own, but if she ever needs you to stand up for her in the future, you must do it, no matter what. Boys should act like boys; don’t be cowardly. Just because you can’t beat her doesn’t mean you should say you hate her. When will you make progress? Girls are naturally meant to be protected by boys. Have you ever considered why your Sister Yan is so outstanding?"

Ning Hao still looked disgruntled, but Ning Zhiyuan, not rushing, patiently explained as they walked.

"That’s because your Sister Yan doesn’t have any relatives to rely on. Look at you, you have grandparents, both maternal and paternal, uncles, aunts, cousins, and when you’re with Grandma’s family, you have even more cousins. You have so many family members, and they all treat you well, don’t they?"

Ning Hao seemed to half-understand: "Doesn’t Sister Yan have those?"

Ning Zhiyuan didn’t know how to explain Hua Yan’s family situation, so he just nodded.

"No, her parents passed away, and she’s all alone at home."

The existence of some relatives makes little difference whether they’re there or not.

To not have anyone to turn to even during New Year’s is perhaps the saddest part of life.

It’s no wonder the girl would choose to escape. If it were him, he’d probably do the same.

Only by escaping can you avoid making things difficult for others. He actually understood this child very well; he mainly doesn’t want to disrupt their family’s harmony.

The more it is like this, the more guilty Zhao Yun and he feel.

"Sister Yan is really pitiful, with no mom and dad, no grandparents. I, I don’t hate her anymore. Can I play with her in the future?"

Ning Zhiyuan patted his head: "I’m just worried you can’t keep up with your Sister Yan, but after school, you can go do homework with her. Observe her closely, see what makes her different from the other kids your age, and tell me about it when you come back. I want to see if you really are trying to find the difference between the two of you."

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Hua Yan didn’t know that with just one phone call, she brought home a little trouble.

It wasn’t her first time going for the exams; the original owner’s memories were there. While not extremely familiar with Beijing’s roads, she had a decent understanding. She hadn’t even taken the bus, opting instead to ride her 24-inch Giant bicycle slowly to the exam site.

After completing the exam smoothly and saying goodbye to her piano teacher, she took her books to the library to return them, borrowed two new ones, then went to a photography studio to copy the pictures she had taken previously. In a few days, when they’re developed, they’ll serve as materials, representing her accomplishments over the winter break. She plans to make a file of it for easier reference.

Then she went to the supermarket and the market, as she had emptied the fridge before leaving, so she needed to restock today.

The things she couldn’t carry, she secretly threw into her space when no one was looking.

Back home, she organized the kitchen and the fridge, then sorted the sheets, duvet covers, and dirty clothes from the day before, tossing them into the washing machine for cleaning.

Next, she washed some fruit, grabbed a book, played some music, and settled on the sofa to rest, when suddenly their doorbell rang—