"Help Jiaoyang transfer schools?" Zhen Yu repeated Han Mingyue's words.
"Uh-huh! It would be best if he could get into the Affiliated School! If he can't pass the entrance exam, then he'll have to go to an ordinary middle school."
"At that time," Zhen Yu began, with only three words, her tone suddenly sank.
"The procedures for my school transfer were handled by my mom, but I guess it was just some stuff like student records and household registration! The Affiliated School isn't far away; I can find time to go with you and ask."
"Okay." Han Mingyue nodded, not continuing the topic, letting silence hang in the air for a while.
Mingyue had not missed the fleeting desolation on Zhen Yu's face just now. He organized his thoughts in his heart, then slowly began to speak.
"Xiao Yu, maybe I should find time to talk to Aunt Cheng! After all, you two are biological mother and daughter, it's not good... to keep this standoff going."
