The news of Jiang Fuyue’s perfect score in the college entrance exam reached the Imperial Capital, nearly making Han Qishan burst with joy.
He immediately pulled out his phone and posted a Moments update—
【The very first perfect score in college entrance exam history. Grandpa doesn’t have much to give, just sending a red packet. Not much, just a token of my heart. I hope my darling girl stays excellent and keeps moving forward!】
Attached were three pictures.
The first: a screenshot of Jiang Fuyue’s exam results.
The second: a WeChat transfer record—9,999,999.
The third: a photo of grandfather and granddaughter together.
The comments section instantly exploded—
【Not bad, Old Han, so this is your kid?!】
【Highlight: “Not much, just a token of my heart.”】
【I want this kind of ‘token’ too [smile]】
【A perfect score in the college entrance exam, that’s seriously amazing.】
【My kid also took the exam this year. He just barely passed the key university line. I was pretty happy at first, but after seeing your post, I can’t laugh anymore.】
【Old Han, admit it, you’re just showing off!】
【Nine million in one go—don’t know if you’re showing off your granddaughter or your wealth.】
……
Shi Qingzhi also saw it.
She couldn’t help but complain: “Look at him strutting like that. Anyone who didn’t know better would think he was the one who scored full marks. So childish!”
Qin Yuanshen gave a helpless look. “He’s just happy…”
“I’d say it’s vanity. Using Yueyue’s hard work to puff himself up—how shameless.”
Qin Yuanshen rubbed his nose. Some words were hard to answer.
Who knew, the old lady also posted a Moments update—
【For the best Yueyue.】
Only one picture: a custom high-end piece from FKT’s Prodigy jewelry line, youthful yet elegant, with the letter “J” engraved on the back of the pendant. Low-key but gorgeous, much more refined than Han Qishan’s blunt money transfer.
No need for report cards or photos—just one “Yueyue” was enough for those in the know to understand everything she meant to say.
When Han Qishan saw it, the corners of his mouth tightened: “Your mom used to say I was tacky…” Seems she thinks so even more now.
Han Heng: “……” Should he tell the truth? It really was tacky.
But quickly, a smile reappeared on the old man’s lips, his eyes full of satisfaction.
Just the thought that he and Shi Qingzhi shared the same bloodline, and Yueyue had grown so outstanding—his heart felt as if it had been filled with honey.
Maybe this was what they called, ‘Even when you’re not by my side, anything connected to you fills me with joy.’
Han Heng was used to it.
He silently pulled out his phone and transferred money to Jiang Fuyue.
Tacky or not, it worked!
Han Shen also gave a gift—a whole apartment, located conveniently close to both B University and Q University, saying it was “for Yueyue to have a place to stay.”
Han Ke originally also wanted to gift a house, but since his older brother already had, doing the same would look insincere.
Ahem! Mainly, he couldn’t find a better apartment than that one. Repeating gifts invited comparison, and Han Second never accepted losing.
So, he gave her over two million worth of securities—safe, profitable, and earning money even while sitting still.
When Jiang Fuyue received all these, she immediately ran to ask Han Yunru: “Should I accept?”
Han Yunru felt no burden: “Since your uncles gave them, then just take them.”
“Oh.”
Jiang Fuyue turned back and clicked “Accept.”
【Thank you, little uncle.】
【Don’t mention it~ When you come to the capital, I’ll take you to eat something good!】
【I also have a gift for you, little uncle. It’s on the top shelf of the display cabinet in the living room, next to the Ming green-glazed vase.】
Han Heng: 【?】
He put down his phone, leapt off the sofa, and dashed to the display cabinet, rummaging everywhere.
Han Shen frowned: “What are you doing? Break one thing, and see if your butt doesn’t get spanked today.”
The old man’s frosty gaze was already fixed on him.
Han Heng ignored them: “I’m looking for the gift Yueyue gave me…”
At the mention of “Yueyue,” the old man and Han Shen both instantly lost composure—
Han Shen: “Is there one for me?”
Old man: “What gift?”
Father and son crowded over, but Han Heng had already fished something out, spreading his hand.
“A key?”
Han Heng’s eyes flashed. He suddenly clenched his fist, bolted upstairs, and shouted, “It’s from Yueyue! Don’t even think about it!”
Han Shen: “…Dad, the third one is begging for a beating.”
Old man: “Where’s my cane?!”
Han Ke silently handed it over: “Here.”
Meanwhile, Han Heng reached the second floor in one breath, stopped outside Jiang Fuyue’s room, and took a deep breath. His heart pounded.
Carefully, he took out the key, slid it into the lock, and gently turned it…
Click!
The door really opened!
Han Heng walked in slowly, calmly shut the door, deliberately locked it, and then—
Like a baby swallow diving into its nest, he plunged into the pile of plush toys.
Ah! Happiness~
Yueyue really understood him!
……
The day after results came out, Jiang Da was surprised to receive a call from his younger sister Jiang Qin amid all the congratulatory calls from prestigious universities.
“Big brother, are you free tomorrow?”
“What for?”
Jiang Qin’s voice carried a smile, clearly in a good mood: “It’s like this—our Weiwei scored 632 this year! Top five in Seventh High, top 300 in the city. He’s already applied to Imperial Capital University of Finance.”
“Tomorrow we’re holding a graduation banquet at Danfeng Hotel. You’re his eldest uncle, you must come! Oh, bring sister-in-law and Yueyue too. We haven’t all gathered since mom’s birthday feast.”
Jiang Da glanced at his wife before answering.
Ever since the old lady had bullied Han Yunru in their home, whatever little filial piety or tolerance Jiang Da had left was worn away.
Now, in his heart, wife came first, child second, everyone else last.
Han Yunru frowned. She didn’t want to see Jiang Hua.
Yang Jinqiu was sentenced for attempted murder and was still serving time in prison.
During the trial, the old lady came to her repeatedly, making a scene and demanding that she not press charges against Yang Jinqiu.
Han Yunru, even before regaining her memory, had never feared her—so now that she had her memory back, there was no chance she’d back down.
She wasn’t some saint.
Yang Jinqiu had clearly tried to kill her, all because of Jiang Hua’s shameful, unspeakable thoughts! If Jiang Da hadn’t arrived in time, she would’ve been destroyed by that husband-and-wife pair.
But the old lady didn’t care about the facts at all—she demanded that Han Yunru forgive Yang Jinqiu, even going so far as to accuse her of “seducing Jiang Hua” with shameless intentions.
So Han Yunru hardened her heart. No matter how much the old woman cried, shouted, or threatened to hang herself, Han Yunru still pursued justice to the end and sent Yang Jinqiu to prison.
Jiang Da stood firmly by his wife throughout, fully supporting her decision.
Naturally, this led to a complete falling-out with the other side of the family.
As for the long-standing feud between them and Jiang Hua’s family, even Jiang Qin—normally the most talkative one—uncharacteristically stayed silent. She didn’t side with the old lady or blame Han Yunru.
And now she was the one calling to invite Jiang Da over, speaking politely and courteously—so much so that it made things even harder to read.
“Congratulations to Weiwei, but…” Jiang Da began, intending to decline.
On the other end, Jiang Qin seemed to anticipate his hesitation and lowered her voice: “Big Brother, don’t worry. Second Brother’s on a business trip and won’t be back until next week. As for Mom, I’ve already talked to her—she’s thought things through now and won’t make things hard for Sister-in-law anymore.”
The phone was on speaker, so Han Yunru heard it too.
She was silent for a moment, then nodded.
Jiang Da said, “Alright.”
Jiang Qin immediately brightened. “Then it’s settled! Tomorrow at 11 a.m., at the Danfeng Hotel, second floor.”
…
The next day, sunlight poured down bright and warm.
When their family arrived, Jiang Qin and Liu Ruizhou personally came out to greet them.
“Big Brother, Sister-in-law—you’re here!”
She was being so eager it felt almost unlike her.
“Weiwei, greet them.”
Liu Wei, wearing black-rimmed glasses, still looked the same—awkward and dull, slow to respond. “…Uncle, Aunt.”
Han Yunru smiled and congratulated him on his good exam results.
Jiang Da handed over a red envelope he’d prepared in advance. “Just a little something.”
Seeing the envelope, Jiang Qin’s smile grew even wider. “Aren’t you going to thank your uncle and aunt?”
Liu Wei said obediently, “Thank you, Uncle, Aunt.”
“Big Brother, Sister-in-law, please come in—your seats are already reserved,” Liu Ruizhou said, leading them in.
Trying to make small talk along the way, he said, “Chenxing’s gotten taller again—what grade are you in highschool now?”
Uh!
Jiang Chenxing replied, “…Uncle, I’m only in first year of middle school.”
“Oh, right, sorry—bad memory, haha.” He rubbed his nose awkwardly.
Jiang Da’s family was seated at the main table.
At that moment, Jiang Teng was already there, chatting warmly with the old lady. She was laughing so hard her face was all wrinkled, like a faded golden chrysanthemum.
“Mom,” Jiang Da greeted her.
But the old lady’s smile immediately vanished. Her once-kind eyes turned sharp. “What are you doing here?”
Jiang Da frowned.
Jiang Qin hurried forward. “Mom—I invited Big Brother and Sister-in-law! I told you yesterday, remember? You agreed.”
The old lady gave a cold snort. Agree? She’d said “do whatever you want,” not “yes.” Who would’ve thought Jiang Qin would actually bring them?
“Mom, come on—give me some face, alright? Today’s Weiwei’s graduation banquet. You don’t want everyone laughing at us, do you?” Jiang Qin whispered urgently.
The old lady finally lowered her gaze and looked away, ignoring Jiang Da’s family.
Han Yunru stayed silent the whole time, though the slight lift of her chin betrayed her pride.
In the past, she had tolerated the old lady out of respect—both because she was the elder and because she didn’t want their relationship to affect her marriage.
But now, with Jiang Da standing fully by her side, she no longer needed to be afraid or hold back.
Liu Shuting rolled her eyes slightly and said with a bright smile, “Big Brother, Sister-in-law—what a rare sight! It’s hard to see you these days. Looks like only our little sister has the pull to invite you.”
Jiang Da replied evenly, “The shop’s busy. Hard to get away.”
That one line shut her right up.
Liu Shuting’s smile stiffened.
From the moment Jiang Fuyue walked in, she hadn’t said a word. The way this family talked was like a palace intrigue drama—it was exhausting just to listen to.
She just wanted to eat quickly and leave quickly.
But of course, someone had to drag her into it—
“Yueyue took the college entrance exam this year too, right? How’d you do?”
The moment the question left her mouth, Liu Wei’s head snapped up. He glanced quickly at his third aunt with a look that mixed confusion, shock, and disbelief—suddenly seeming much less slow than usual.
Nearby, Jiang Kai—the son of Liu Shuting and Jiang Teng—tugged on his mother’s sleeve, mortified, trying to stop her.
Good grief! Was there anyone left who didn’t know Jiang Fuyue had gotten a perfect score?
It had been all over the trending searches! How could his mom ask that in that tone?!
But Liu Shuting completely missed the signal. Seeing that neither Jiang Da nor Han Yunru answered, she assumed the score must have been bad and they were too embarrassed to say it—so it couldn’t hurt for her to comment.
“I heard Yueyue joined some academic competition before—so her grades should’ve been good, right? How did she end up doing poorly?”
Another wave of awkward silence followed.
Jiang Kai was dumbfounded. Who told her Yueyue did badly?!
Liu Wei thought, Third Aunt must’ve lost her mind.
Liu Shuting sighed regretfully, shaking her head. “If you ask me, those competitions are useless anyway. How many kids actually get guaranteed university spots from them? You two just spoil her too much—spending all that money on training, and for what? Just making her teachers rich!”
“It’s better to study your textbooks properly—like Weiwei here! He did well on the exam and can get into a top university. Isn’t that right?”
“Anyway, my son Jiang Kai won’t make that same mistake!”
“Mom!” Jiang Kai groaned, running a hand through his hair, exasperated. “Enough already!”
Liu Shuting blinked. “What’s with you? Why are you shouting like that? You scared me!”
“Can you please stop talking?!” He was mortified—he didn’t even dare glance at his uncle or aunt.
Or at Jiang Fuyue’s face.
But Liu Shuting brushed it off. “Oh, come on, I’m just being honest. Grades come first! You should learn from your cousin Weiwei. Next year when you take the exam, get over six hundred points and I’ll be satisfied.”
The moment she mentioned him, Liu Wei visibly tensed. He cast a sidelong look at Jiang Fuyue and quickly waved his hands. “Third Aunt, please don’t joke like that. My score’s just average—it can’t compare with the real top students.”
Especially compared to the one sitting across from him.
A perfect score — something that had never happened before, and likely never would again.
What the h*ll was he worth, next to that?
But Liu Shuting only thought he was being modest. She turned and went right back to lecturing her son. “See? Your cousin Weiwei not only has good grades, he’s humble and steady too. Don’t be like some people—win one little award and their head’s already up in the clouds, forgetting their own last name.”
Jiang Fuyue, who was being indirectly targeted: “…”
She really didn’t want to waste words on idiots.
Liu Wei, meanwhile, wanted to crawl into a hole. He kept sneaking glances toward the opposite side of the table.
Jiang Kai’s face flushed red, his jaw stiff. “Mom, stop it! I told you to stop! Why can’t you ever listen?! Don’t you know how embarrassing you’re being?!”
That instantly set Liu Shuting off. She slapped his arm—hard. “Watch your tone! I’m just telling you to study hard like Weiwei! How is that embarrassing?!”
Even Jiang Qin frowned. “That’s right, Little Kai. Your mom’s only thinking of you. If there’s anything you don’t understand, just ask your cousin Weiwei—especially math. He scored 148 this time, only two points shy of full marks!”
Liu Shuting’s praise made Jiang Qin positively beam; naturally, she had to chime in.
Liu Wei, realizing his mom had joined in too, immediately tried to change the subject. “Mom, try this dish—the steamed ribs are really good—”
Jiang Qin took the bait.
Good?
One bite and her mouth filled with starchy powder, the ribs greasy and cloying.
Jiang Kai, seeing Liu Shuting gearing up for another round of chatter, irritably gestured toward Jiang Teng. “Dad, can you please control Mom?!”
Before she embarrasses the whole family even more!
Jiang Teng gave him a stern look. “None of that. I think your mom’s right. There’s nothing wrong with learning from someone excellent! Besides, Weiwei is your proper cousin. What’s there to be embarrassed about?”
Jiang Kai nearly despaired.
Liu Wei shot him a sympathetic glance—how tragic.
Did none of these adults ever read the news? Or check Weibo?
Then—
“If we’re supposed to learn from excellent people, then I’ll learn from Sister Yue!” Jiang Kai said, oddly calm in his hopelessness.
Liu Shuting’s brow furrowed sharply. “What nonsense are you spouting now? Are you trying to make me angry?! I tell you to learn from Weiwei, and you want to imitate people who don’t even make the cut! Jiang Kai, you—”
“Third Aunt,” Liu Wei suddenly interrupted. He pushed his glasses up his nose and said clearly, word by word, “Actually, I want to learn from Sister Yue too.”
Liu Shuting: “?”
Jiang Qin snapped, “Weiwei, stop fooling around!”
“I’m not. I’m serious.”
“?”
“Because—” Liu Wei and Jiang Kai exchanged a glance, a mischievous spark passing between them.
Rebellion. Defiance.
Liu Wei said, “Sister Yue scored a perfect 750 on the college entrance exam.”
Jiang Kai added, “No big deal—just the kind of ceiling tens of thousands of students across the country can’t even reach on tiptoe.”
Dead silence.
Laughter from nearby tables only made the stillness at theirs more suffocating.
Liu Shuting’s mouth hung open; her eyes froze, completely blank.
Jiang Qin stared wide-eyed, like she’d just been struck by lightning.
Clatter—
Old Madam Jiang’s chopsticks slipped from her hand and hit the dish with a sharp sound.
Jiang Teng gawked at the two boys, then turned abruptly to his elder brother and sister-in-law—gulp. That was the sound of him swallowing.
“F-full marks?”
Jiang Qin looked at her son. “Weiwei, you—don’t joke like that.”
Liu Wei had expected this.
He spoke evenly, still in that slow, slightly awkward tone, but his words were clear. “I’m not joking. Here’s the screenshot of Sister Yue’s score report. I sent it in the family group chat…”
Jiang Qin’s hand trembled as she opened her phone. One glance—and there it was: Total: 750.
Old Madam Jiang snatched the phone, squinting at it. The next second, she seemed to freeze up entirely.
Liu Shuting was the last to react.
When Jiang Qin handed the phone over, her pupils shrank to pinpoints.
“H-how can it be full marks? Who’s ever gotten a full score on the college entrance exam? That’s impossible…”
Liu Wei said softly, “It was impossible before. Not anymore.”
Online, everyone said Jiang Fuyue was born to break the rules and make legends.
And right now, she was living proof.
Jiang Kai watched his mother’s stunned expression, thoroughly satisfied.
He’d told her to stop. She hadn’t. Now she knew how it felt to get slapped in the face—good!
Dinner went on in oppressive silence.
The old lady ate quietly, not daring to speak, occasionally sneaking glances at Jiang Fuyue as if she were some strange creature—curious, wary, maybe even a little… afraid?
Jiang Teng and Liu Shuting, who were usually the noisiest at the table, were silent as mice.
Especially Liu Shuting—she kept her eyes on her bowl and never looked up again.
Jiang Qin was better off; at least her humiliation wasn’t as obvious.
Still, the meal that had been meant for celebration tasted like ashes.
She’d thought her son was already exceptional—over 630 points! Who wouldn’t praise a high achiever like that?
But in front of a perfect 750, it was nothing.
She’d wanted to show off to her successful elder brother and sister-in-law, but after all that boasting and posturing, she’d only made herself the fool.
The blow was… considerable.
Only Liu Wei and Jiang Kai kept sneaking glances at Jiang Fuyue, eyes shining like adoring fans.
Jiang Kai coughed lightly. “Sister Yue, can I add you on WeChat?”
Jiang Fuyue looked at him—the messy hair, the lingering edge of temper in his eyes—but she had to admit, he did have a certain roguish charm.
Liu Wei: “Me too! I want to add you too!”
Before leaving, Jiang Fuyue accepted both friend requests.
Jiang Kai: “Yes!”
Liu Wei: “I feel dizzy. Is this real life…?”
Admiring excellence was human nature—and they were no exception.
…
After returning from Liu Wei’s graduation banquet, Jiang Da began wondering whether they should hold a celebration for their daughter too.
Jiang Fuyue flatly refused. “No.”
“Eh? Why not?”
Because if you saw my university admission results, you might actually faint.
She hadn’t expected that day to come so soon.
One ordinary morning, the class group chat suddenly exploded with a thunderclap—
[Holy crap! Jiang Fuyue got into Ming University?!]
A minute passed—no reply.
Ten minutes—still no reply.
The sender began to think he’d posted in the wrong chat. Just as he was about to attach proof, a system message popped up:
[You have been removed from the group chat.]
“?”
Inside the chat—
Admin: [The internet is not a lawless place. Stop spreading rumors—anyone caught will be kicked immediately!]
Wan Xiutong: [Nice work, class rep 👏 Some people really believe the most obviously fake news.]
Liu Bowen: [Jiang Fuyue at Ming University? Yeah right. A comet hitting Earth is more likely! If it’s true, I’ll unscrew my head and use it as a stool.]
