She doesn't want to pretend anymore

Xi Yue looked at the two people's clasped hands, and her expression changed for a moment: "Are you guys in a premature relationship?"

puff……

Manshu almost choked on his own saliva.

"No, I'm already 19 years old, how can this be considered puppy love?"

"Don't be nervous, I just want to ask..." Xi Yue hesitated, "You two are in a premature relationship, didn't your parents stop you?"

She was certain that they were in a premature relationship.

Manshu got engaged at such a young age, which means they must have been in a romantic relationship very early on.

Or, is it that the two families have a friendship and it has been decided since childhood?

But no matter what, the two of them held hands and seemed to have a good relationship.

It certainly wasn’t just an engagement arranged by the parents.

Manshu quickly realized why she asked that.

"You fell in love prematurely, and your family broke you up?"

Xi Yue said nothing, obviously, what Manshu said was right.

She had a boy she liked very much in high school. They were secretly in a relationship and were later discovered by Aunt Wu.

Wu quickly told her father, and the boy was forced to transfer schools.

Later, she heard that after the college entrance examination, the boy went abroad.

At this point, she never wanted to forgive her father, let alone Aunt Wu, the culprit.

Her family members only control her in the name of her goodness, and even control others. This is really too much.

Xi Yue had always had an unharmonious relationship with her father since childhood, especially later when her father said that Aunt Wu had taken care of her since she was a child, so he married her to give her a status and make it easier for her to take care of Xi Yue.

There are so many nannies in this world. Do the owners have to give them a status?

She hated her father. It was obvious that she had an affair with the nanny, and he was using her as an excuse!

She hated the guy named Wu even more, because he always acted like her father and controlled her life.

None of them are good.

"I don't have a premature love relationship!"

Xi Yue denied it: "I was already an adult when I was dating him."

"Oh, is it because your relationship has affected your grades?" Manshu couldn't think of any other reason.

It seems that in her high school, when they reached the senior year, teachers would not easily catch students who were in love. Instead, they were afraid that breaking them up would affect their studies.

However, we will still provide positive guidance and encourage them to focus on their studies, make progress together, and apply to the same university in the future.

Instead of going to work in the same Fu Moukang factory!

Xi Yue was silent for a moment before she said, "His grades aren't as good as mine, and my family is worried that he'll affect my studies."

"Then you should prove to your family that he not only did not affect your studies, but made you better. Can you take him to tutor you?"

Xi Yue: "I did give him tutoring, so my family felt that I was wasting my time."

"Is there any other reason?" Manshu felt that this was not a reason.

While tutoring my classmates, I can also consolidate my own knowledge, so my grades shouldn't be affected, right?

Xi Yue’s grades should be pretty good to be able to get into Imperial Capital University.

"His family is poor." Xi Yue found it difficult to speak, and her voice was a little bitter.

Because the other party's family is not well off, her father looks down on her, right?

But how good are Mr. Wu’s family conditions?

Not only is she a widow whose husband has died, but she also has a baby. But didn't her father marry her anyway?

The nature of adults is double standards!

Her father had promised that he would not care about her as long as she was admitted to Didu University.

But who would have known that when she went to look for the boy with great enthusiasm, the neighbors around her said that he had gone abroad.

Apart from her father, who else would send someone abroad over a disagreement?