Qin Jun also comforted his daughter, "That's right, Muxuan, your brother is correct."
However, Qin Zhengrong, unaware of when to stop, continued speaking without restraint, "From another perspective, it shows that grandparents have total confidence in you. So whatever you do, it's always something expected. If it were me, if I got into C University this year, they'd definitely throw a ten-day banquet!"
"..."
The little brother strikes again.
"Shut up!" Qin Muxuan teetered on the edge of anger, gritting her teeth as she warned Qin Zhengrong, "You think you're still the apple of their eye! Gu Xiaoer is now the one they cherish, you're nothing! Even if you get into an international university, it may not change their opinion of you!"
"Alright, alright, why the argument?" Xiao Meiyu still stood up for her son.
Qin Muxuan, stifling her anger, closed her mouth.
