Super Sweet, 100\% Honeymoon-Chapter 12: Submission

What kind of biological father would use such a thing to threaten his own daughter?

"I'm just reminding you," Xia Zhengxiong said, "you don't have a school to attend anymore. But if you agree, I'll immediately transfer you to Saint Siya Business School. You can start classes at Saint Siya College tomorrow. You won't have to stay in one of those regular high schools."

Saint Siya Business School was one of the top aristocratic academies in the country. Just the tuition for a single semester was enough to make many people give up the thought of attending.

Xia Xiyan clenched her small fists, her heart filled with defiance!

She was an incredibly stubborn person and firmly said again, "I told you, I won't go."

That woman who turned her mother into a vegetable, that woman who took everything from her...

She would never do anything for such a person!

This was a matter of principle!

"Xia Xiyan!" Xia Zhengxiong's ugly face finally showed itself. He slammed the table and stood up. "I raised you to this age, and I can't even ask you for this one small thing?! Do you even have a conscience? Even if I were raising a dog, by now it would know to be grateful, wouldn't it? Let me make this very clear—if you don't go, don't even think about getting a single cent from me for your mother's surgery! Isn't her surgery scheduled for next month? Without money, let's see how you're going to take care of that woman!"

These words really hit Xiyan's soft spot.

Damn it, she wanted to kill someone right now!!

She bit her lower lip tightly, her lips turning pale as her chest heaved violently.

After a long time, she finally gave in.

For the sake of her mother.

"Fine, I'll go."

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Imperial Manor.

The interior of the Ou Mansion was extravagantly decorated. Everything in sight resembled an oil painting, with every detail meticulously refined. Even the smallest ornament reflected the owner's exquisite taste.

At the long European-style dining table, a distinguished young man sat elegantly, eating his meal with composed grace.

Today's lunch was Chinese cuisine—steamed rice paired with numerous beautifully cooked and fragrant dishes.

Ou Jue gracefully took a sip of soup and then cast a sidelong glance at the little child sitting next to him. The child was resting their chin on one hand and poking at their rice with chopsticks.

"Ou Xiaoluo, are you counting the grains of rice for fun?"

"Wow, big brother, how did you know? Luoluo is so good at math! Let me count them for you..." As Luoluo spoke, they earnestly moved all the rice from their own bowl into their brother's bowl, counting aloud, "One, two, three..."

Smack.

Ou Jue placed his chopsticks onto his bowl and leaned back against his chair, crossing his arms as he gazed at him.

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"Uh..." Luoluo's little body shivered. Sitting back down obediently, they put their hands on their lap, wearing an expression of pure innocence.

"Why aren't you counting anymore?" Ou Jue's voice was cool and seductive. "What did I tell you at the hospital yesterday? No picky eating for a month."

"Huh? Really? Luoluo only remembers hitting my head. I don't remember a lot of things anymore!"

"Oh? Is that so? Then you'd better forget about that woman too. You'll never see her again in this lifetime."

Luoluo quickly looked at his brother, seeing his cold and emotionless face. Feeling wronged, Luoluo sniffled, tilted his head back, and let out a loud wail, "Big brother, you're a bully! You're always picking on Luoluo... boohoo... I don't want a big brother anymore!"

Luoluo was one of those magical kids who, when they didn't cry, it was fine. But once they started crying, it was earth-shattering and impossible to stop, no matter what anyone said.

For someone like Ou Jue, a near-flawless young man, his greatest weakness was probably dealing with children.

He pressed his temple in frustration and then coldly looked at the nearby servants. "Are you all statues? What are you standing there for? Go and console him!"