The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot novel Chapter 650

Chapter 650: 550 Absolute Sanction from God Ying [2 more updates]

[Is this what they call ’there’s always someone better’? Everyone in front, have you forgotten how the top ten universities celebrated when God Ying’s exam results came out? God Ying just didn’t attend.]

[Oh right, God Ying was also top of the class, the first in the world, at Imperial Capital University. I’m not wrong, am I?]

[Some people just love to demoralize others to boost their own pride.]

[Norton University is entering the arena for the first time, looking forward to the live broadcast!]

The personal resume is something every student reports themselves.

Since Huan is from the Astrology System, naturally, he couldn’t claim to do fortune-telling, nor could he say he read astrology charts to predict fortunes.

So he specifically mentioned his enrollment at the Royal Academy of Arts in O-Continent, and the several international awards he had won.

He really hadn’t expected that putting forward his education and special talents wouldn’t faze these people from Hua Country at all.

It was also Huan’s first encounter with Weibo.

After reading the online comments, he frowned, "ISC?"

"It’s a global competition for high school students," said Andy. "Didn’t some freshmen this year come from the ISC? But none of them joined our Astrology System."

Huan lost interest.

It turned out to be just a high school competition.

The whole Mechanical Department of Imperial Capital University couldn’t compare with the Astrology System of Norton University, they simply weren’t on the same level.

"Let’s keep up," Huan stared ahead, squinting his eyes, " We can’t let Adele and Wen Tinglan be alone together."

The most important thing was, his plan still needed to be perfected.

The snack street was just three kilometers away from Imperial Capital University, and they arrived quickly.

Wen Tinglan watched as Ying Zijin led Adele from one end of the street to the other: "..."

"Junior Ying, there are only two candied haws left, and I grabbed them." Li Han ran over from the opposite shop, "Here, you two have them."

"Senior Sister Li, thank you, thank you." Adele took the candied haws, then dug out a gold brick from her backpack and slapped it into Li Han’s hand, "You’re welcome to come visit me at Norton University, my cats are very cuddly."

She smiled, revealing two cute little canines.

Li Han looked at the gold brick in her hand and for the first time shed tears of poverty: "..."

Is this the world of the rich?

In the end, every student at Imperial Capital University was forcibly stuffed with a gold brick by Adele.

"Junior Ying, now I finally understand why she said eight billion US dollars isn’t much for her family wealth." Li Han whispered, "With the way she spends, eight billion dollars won’t last long."

Just now, Adele waved her hand generously and paid the bill for the entire snack street.

No one could stop her.

Ying Zijin stayed silent.

Perhaps both she and Wen Tinglan had the potential to attract spendthrifts?

They were family after all.

Ying Zijin and Li Han and the others took the students from Norton University to the Presidential Suite at the Queen Hotel.

"Hey hey!" Adele waved, "Lan Lan, big sis, see you on the show the day after tomorrow."

After bringing his luggage home, Wen Tinglan didn’t say a word.

He really hadn’t met a girl like Adele before.

Wen Fengmian put down his newspaper: "Yuyu is back, go take a shower first, and then we’ll have dinner. "

Wen Tinglan put the suitcase down and went upstairs to shower.

Wen Fengmian went to the kitchen.

Ying Zijin followed to help.

Wen Fengmian started, "Yaoyao, what was that Weibo post you made today?"

It was the first time he didn’t quite understand it.

"It’s just—" Ying Zijin paused, her phoenix eyes raising, "Your daughter-in-law should be settled."

Wen Fengmian was genuinely surprised, "Which girl took a fancy to him? How did she fall for him?"

As a father, he certainly understood his own son.

In Wen Tinglan’s eyes, apart from Ying Zijin and himself, there was only one type of person left.

Men and women were no different to him.

Ying Zijin thought for a moment, "A student from Norton University, a year below Xiao Lan, they blew up the lab together."

Wen Fengmian nodded his head.

That sounded quite suitable.

Twenty minutes later.

In the living room, Wen Tinglan came out after his shower, wiping his hair, while taking out his phone to look at it.

Until a languid voice with a playful inflection came from behind him, "Little brother?"

Wen Tinglan was on guard, immediately turning off his phone and looking back, "When did you get here?"

"Nothing much." Fu Yunshen raised an eyebrow, loosened his tie with a hand, smiled, "I didn’t see anything, yeah, didn’t see any contact names, really."

Wen Tinglan: "..."

He was about to turn eighteen, so why was he still being teased like a little kid?