Su Fan, having left the hospital, was driving her Land Rover Range Rover through the streets.
Today was the day she had promised Su Ya to attend the parent-child gathering at her daughter Yaya's preschool.
She had been wondering how to ask for leave from her boss, but now,
she didn't even have to bother with that trouble.
Fired herself?
Su Fan was certain that those idiots definitely wouldn't heed her advice. It's likely that by now, the silver needles in Feng Tian's body had been removed. Soon, those who considered themselves high above everyone else would have to kneel down and beg her.
...
Zhengyang Preschool had an annual tuition fee of over thirty thousand, which was rather high-end for a prefecture-level city.
Although Su Ya's financial situation was average, she was willing to spend a lot for the sake of her daughter Yaya's education, investing almost all her salary into her daughter's educational expenses.
In late autumn, the weather in the north was very cold, and today there were signs of rain, with the sky looking quite overcast.
Just after ten in the morning,
the entrance to Zhengyang Preschool was congested with private cars parked by parents.
Most of the cars were mid-range private vehicles worth around three hundred thousand, though of course, there were also so BMWs worth four to five hundred thousand. In Yang City, parents who could afford a preschool that cost over thirty thousand a year for their children were at least of the petty bourgeoisie class, with Su Ya being the only exception.
At this mont, the preschool's front courtyard was filled with children and parents, while the principal was giving a speech.
"Dear parents, today our gathering will be held at Feng's Grand Hotel. Please take your children with you and set off imdiately."
Following the principal's command, the parents each led their children out of the courtyard, got into their cars, and departed.
Standing amidst the crowd, Su Ya looked troubled.
Feng's Grand Hotel was quite high-end for Yang City, and the cost spread across each parent today was at least seven or eight thousand.
Although Yaya's dical fees had been waived by the hospital, other expenses had also been substantial. Su Ya hadn't been working lately, and after paying tuition, she didn't have much money left.
This placed a great strain on her.
"Mommy, it will cost a lot of money, right? Let's not go then, Yaya doesn't want to."
Her daughter Yaya looked at Su Ya innocently.
Su Ya, her heart aching at her daughter's guiltless and naïve eyes, was deeply saddened.
"No, mommy has money. I won't let you be wronged, let's go."
She stubbornly picked up her daughter Yaya and walked out of the preschool,
intending to hail a taxi at the entrance.
Everyone else was getting into their own private cars, preparing to leave,
but they always seed to cast a casual, fleeting glance at the lonely mother and daughter as they passed by, raising their heads high.
In this world, in this society, no matter where, there always exists a class disparity.
In places like a school, it was even more pronounced.
Ironically, no taxi appeared for half the day.
In the sky, light rain had begun to fall.
It was light, but it was still raining.
Yaya looked up at Su Ya, her eyes filled with distress.
"Mommy, let's not go, okay?"
The more considerate her daughter beca, the more it saddened Su Ya.
"Beep beep beep."
A rcedes-Benz stopped in front of the pitiful mother and daughter,
regrettably, not to lend a helping hand,
but to mock.
The window rolled down, revealing a bloated face with sleazy, narrowed eyes, seemingly lecherous.
"Co on, beauty, need a lift?"
The sleazy man looked at the slender and stunning Su Ya, almost drooling.
The rear window also rolled down,
and a chubby boy poked his head out.
Just like his father, he had an unpleasant deanor.
"Su Xiaoya, want to ride in my dad's car? It's worth five hundred thousand."
At such a young age, already showing off wealth.
The sight of the chubby boy made Yaya start crying in fear.
"Mommy, it's Wang Xiaojun; he's a bad boy. He bullied , called a fatherless wild child. Last term, the scarf mommy made for , he ruined it too. He's a bad person."
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