But as Mei Mengzhen calculated their expenses, Wang Qiuhe also felt that it was somewhat mysterious. Even though it was her own daughter withdrawing such a large sum of money, could her mother really be at ease with it?
"Now, I'm just hoping Brother Tianyu can persuade my aunt, and then have her talk to my mom." That way, her chances of attending the Makeup School would be even higher.
Fan Tianyu had been on the phone for a long time. After explaining the situation clearly, he finally hung up and returned to the living room, where Mei Mengzhen could distinctly sense that Fan Tianyu had lost a bit of his soul, as though he had been drained of energy, "Was it necessary to get so tired just from making a phone call?"
Fan Tianyu nodded weakly, "Yes, very good. Anyway, I've convinced my mom, and since Chenchen doesn't have class today, let's go to Xincheng after I rest a bit."
Wang Qiuhe said excitedly, "Brother Tianyu, you talked to auntie, and she is willing to speak for me?"