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What surprised Concubine Rui was that Zhen Ji would take the initiative to tell her husband that she was an idol.

In Ruifei's view, the most likely reason for Zhen Ji's failure in the exam this time is to delay the matter and hide it until her grades return to the usual excellent level.

Concubine Rui planned to turn a blind eye to this, as long as her daughter's grades recovered, she would pretend that this hadn't happened.

If not, Concubine Rui intends to personally persuade her daughter to give up being an idol.

"Understood, Ju, if you have time, you should learn more about Zhen Ji's life."

Concubine Rui left behind these words and went upstairs.

And Zhen Ji's father in the living room, watching his wife leave, at this moment, he didn't know what words to answer her.

"—Dong Dong!"

"Who?"

Zhen Ji's somewhat hoarse voice came from the room. Hearing this voice, Concubine Rui sighed secretly.

This time, the husband probably said too much to her, causing the daughter to go back to the bedroom and cry directly.

"Maki, it's me."

"Mother."

"Zhen Ji, open the door, Mom has something to talk to you about."

""

"Mom, please wait."

There was a panicked voice from Zhen Ji in the bedroom.

It seems that it is necessary to have a serious talk with Zhen Ji this time, if this continues, her heart may be completely closed.

Rui Fei hopes that her daughter will be excellent, but she also hopes that her daughter can grow up happily like other children.

If there is a choice between excellence and happiness, in her heart, she would rather choose her daughter to be happy than to be excellent.

But being born in such a family, she can't control many things

"—Whoa!"

Soon, the bedroom door was opened, and Concubine Rui saw her daughter's familiar face from behind the door.

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"Is something wrong, mom?"

Looking at her daughter's red eyes, Concubine Rui was filled with helplessness.

"Can I come in and sit down?"

Speaking of which, she hadn't entered her daughter's room for a long time, especially after her daughter became an idol in the academy, she seemed to be secretly guarding against her and her husband entering the room.

Shinji hesitated, then nodded.

"no problem."

Walking into my daughter's room, I saw both familiar and unfamiliar decorations.

In the daughter's room, there are really photos of her when she was an academy idol.

Concubine Rui not only knew the idols of Zhenji Academy early, but she even watched all the live shows of Muse, the idol group that her daughter was in.

For a photo placed on my daughter's desk, I feel both familiar and unfamiliar.

The familiarity is because in this photo, it was taken by Muse, the group that Zhen Ji belongs to, but the strange thing is that she saw the existence of a man at the edge of the photo.

It can be seen from the expression of the man in the photo that he does not want to appear in the photo, and it seems that he was forcibly pulled in by other members of Muse.

"Mom, what's the matter?"

Zhen Ji asked her mother anxiously, the reason why she hesitated to let her in just now was because there were photos about Muse in her room.

After the mother came in, this matter would definitely be exposed.

Later, Zhen Ji thought that since she confessed to her father today, even if her mother didn't know it now, she would learn about it from her father later, and it was useless to hide it now.

After finding her mother entering the room, staring at the photo on the desk, Zhen Ji recalled it.

In the whole room, only the photo on the desk is the most special.

In that photo, there is the figure of a senior.

This matter was already bad enough, once the parents were informed of the existence of Senior Chen Yu, it would become even worse.

"Zhenji, there are some things, it's time for our mother and daughter to confess."

""

What did mother know?

"Maki, actually, I already knew about this not long after you became an academy idol."

What mother said made Zhenji dumbfounded.

She always thought that she concealed things very well, but now she realized how naive her concealment might be in the eyes of her mother. (To be continued.)