A young female doctor surnamed Gu!
Fang Wanrong immediately thought of Gu Jianing.
She also recalled the embarrassment and awkwardness she had faced when she went to Jing City High School to invite Gu Jianing.
Could this young female doctor surnamed Gu also be Gu Jianing?
But soon, Fang Wanrong dismissed that possibility.
That Gu Jianing had given lectures back then because she could treat tuberculosis, and she seemed to be a surgeon.
But treating women’s fertility issues was the domain of a gynecologist.
So, it couldn’t be Gu Jianing!
No—it absolutely wasn’t Gu Jianing!
It was just the same surname. There were plenty of people surnamed Gu in this world!
Fang Wanrong comforted herself inwardly.
“She’s currently setting exam questions and is in seclusion, so I’ll have to wait until after the college entrance exams to see her?” Fang Wanrong asked.
“Yes.”
“Fine, I’ll go see her then.”
There was only a month left until the exams.
Fang Wanrong reassured herself—she had waited for years, so what was another month?
She could endure it!
Right now, the most urgent matter was dealing with those two little brats.
However, Fang Wanrong already had a plan in mind.
…
Meanwhile, Fang Manping had been frequenting the library lately to prepare for the college entrance exams.
After realizing that she could never be with Li Tingxuan and that she wasn’t as important to her mother as she had thought, Fang Manping had resigned from her job at the song and dance troupe.
Truthfully, she had never really liked working there.
She didn’t enjoy singing or dancing.
The only reason she had joined in the first place was that her mother thought it was a respectable job.
The second reason was to get close to Li Shuyao so she could approach Li Tingxuan through her.
But now, the fake Li Shuyao had been arrested, and after her last meeting with Li Tingxuan, his words had struck a chord in her. She had let go of her obsession with him.
As for her mother…
Now, all she cared about was giving birth to a son.
She no longer paid any attention to her own daughter.
In her mother’s heart, a son who could inherit the Sheng family’s resources was the most important.
At that moment, Fang Manping realized she shouldn’t cling to others’ love—she needed to live for herself.
At first, she had felt lost.
But when news of the reinstatement of the college entrance exams came out, Fang Manping finally knew what she wanted to do.
Deep down, Fang Manping had always loved literature. She had graduated from high school with decent grades.
Now, she planned to take the college entrance exams and apply for a literature major, aiming to become a teacher in the future.
That way, when she had to work, she could teach and nurture students. When she didn’t, she could write, read, and enjoy books.
Fang Manping thought—that was the life she wanted.
As for love…
She would leave it to fate.
When she had resigned from the song and dance troupe, she had argued fiercely with her mother.
Because her mother disapproved.
Her mother believed that working in the song and dance troupe was the best path for a girl, as it would give her more options for marriage.
As for the college entrance exams, her mother wasn’t optimistic. She thought that even if Fang Manping got in, being a teacher wasn’t anything special.
This was one of the rare times in her life that Fang Manping had defied and resisted her mother.
She resolutely quit her job at the troupe.
In the past, Fang Manping would have believed that marrying into a wealthy family was crucial.
But now, she felt that relying on herself was more reliable.
Depending on others—whether family or lovers—was never as dependable as relying on herself.
Even if being a teacher wasn’t the most glamorous job, at least it was something she loved.
She could also support herself with this job.
That was enough.
Because Fang Manping had quit her job at the cultural troupe without permission, Fang Wanrong had been giving her a rather cold look lately.
However, Fang Manping had no other choice.
Since the reinstatement of the college entrance exams, the library had been packed with people studying, all preparing for the upcoming exams.
Fang Manping was no exception.
It was a little past three in the afternoon, and usually, she would stay until around five before heading back.
But today, Fang Manping decided to leave early.
In a few days, it would be her mother’s birthday.
She planned to go to the department store to pick out a nice gift for her, hoping to ease the tension between them.
Even though she had resolved not to rely on her mother anymore and knew that, in her mother’s heart, she wasn’t that important as a daughter,
Fang Wanrong, as her mother, still meant a great deal to Fang Manping.
Besides, even if she wasn’t as important as a son, her mother had at least never treated her poorly growing up.
After packing up her books, Fang Manping left the library and headed to the department store.
But as she walked, she suddenly caught sight of a familiar figure up ahead.
“Is that Mom?”
“Where is she going?”
Fang Manping was sure she hadn’t mistaken—that was her mother’s figure.
However, her mother seemed to be walking forward while glancing around cautiously, as if afraid of being seen.
Fang Manping’s heart skipped a beat, and for some reason, she had a bad feeling about it.
After hesitating, she ultimately decided to follow her.
Since her mother seemed wary of being noticed, Fang Manping was extra careful as she trailed behind.
Even so, there were two instances where she almost got caught.
But she managed to stay hidden.
Her mother’s winding path also made her nearly lose track a couple of times.
Finally, after about ten minutes of following, Fang Manping saw her mother knock on the door of a small, single-story house.
A bald head peeked out from inside, eyes landing on Fang Wanrong.
After exchanging a few words, the bald man stepped aside to let her in.
The door snapped shut again.
Fang Manping hesitated, about to step forward, when the door suddenly swung open again.
The bald man’s head reappeared, scanning the surroundings.
Only after confirming no one else was around did he close the door once more.
Hiding in a corner, Fang Manping patted her chest, trying to calm her racing heart.
The bald man’s sudden reappearance had truly frightened her.
Luckily, she had hesitated—had she rushed forward, she would have been spotted.
The fierce look in the bald man’s eyes terrified her.
For a moment, she even considered turning back.
But in the end, Fang Manping chose to move forward slowly and quietly.
She couldn’t understand why her mother knew someone like that.
And she was even more afraid—what was her mother planning to do?
Naturally, Fang Manping couldn’t just walk into the house.
Instead, she searched around until she found a window, though she wasn’t sure if she could hear anything from outside.
Fortunately, luck was on her side.
As soon as she pressed her ear against the wall, she caught the conversation inside.
“It’s these two brats—I don’t want to see them again.”
“Find an opportunity to take them away, as far as possible.”
“Hmm, take them away, or get rid of them?”
“Do whatever you want. If you don’t feel like selling them, just kill them.”
“These two brats don’t have any powerful connections, do they?”
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