Chapter 27: [27] Everyone wants to curry favor with your daughter now3

The father-in-law was to contribute financially, and Xie Changrong sat on a stool doing his calculations.

When Sun Rongfang returned, she picked up the phone again to share the good news with other relatives and to make plans for raising tuition for her daughter.

When she called her own father, Grandpa Sun was indeed overjoyed. He said to his daughter, “Let me talk to Yingying for a moment. Just now, your husband annoyed me and I had to hang up the phone prematurely.”

Yingying rushed over when she heard her grandpa wanted to speak to her and took the receiver, “Grandpa.”

“Yingying, study hard and become a good doctor. No matter what, I will provide for your college education,” Grandpa Sun told his granddaughter.

“I know, Grandpa,” Xie Wanying nodded, her eyes brimming with tears. There was something she didn’t plan on telling her grandfather yet; she had decided to attend medical school and become a thoracic surgeon specifically because her grandpa in her previous life had died of heart disease.

“You won’t have any issues with your tuition,” Grandpa Sun assured his granddaughter.

“Grandpa, I will work part-time to earn some tuition and living expenses during my spare time,” Xie Wanying said.

“Medicine is tough; you won’t have the time to work,” Grandpa Sun replied, shaking his head in disagreement with his granddaughter’s plan.

Xie Wanying was determined in her heart that she would never let her grandpa or her mother suffer too much in this lifetime.

Latter, Grandpa Xie didn’t call his son Xie Changrong back right away. It wasn’t until the next day that Grandpa Xie personally visited their home.

With his hands clasped behind his back, Xie Yousheng said to his son, “I have inquired, and it turns out that the medical school Yingying wants to attend has an eight-year program.”

Xie Changrong jumped up, “Eight years?! She’ll be old after studying for eight years; how will she get married?”

“That was my thought as well; now it’s not just about the money,” Grandpa Xie cleared his throat and said.

In this family, a girl attending college for eight years? It would be okay for a boy, who could be provided for, but not for a girl; at least in the Old Xie Family, where everything revolved around the boys.

“Where’s Yingying?” Grandpa Xie asked, noticing his granddaughter wasn’t home.

“She’s gone out with her mother to get ready for college,” Xie Changrong replied, growing increasingly frustrated, “and also, her maternal grandpa has offered to support her education.”

“Does her maternal grandpa know she’ll be studying for eight years? If he’s willing, let him provide,” Grandpa Xie suggested to his son, the one who commits should pay.

Xie Changrong thought it over and agreed; he couldn’t believe that Grandpa Sun truly had the means to support his granddaughter for eight years of schooling. After all, Grandpa Sun was practically penniless.

What he did not anticipate was that there would be many people willing to sponsor his daughter’s education to become a doctor.

When her exemplary science achievement was announced, along with the prestige of being admitted to the top national medical class, everyone wanted to curry favor with the child from this family who might have a limitless future.

After making the rounds among family and friends, Sun Rongfang returned home with great news for her husband, “We have managed to arrange for Yingying’s college funds.”

Xie Changrong looked up, “Is it money your dad lent you? No, that can’t be; where would he get so much money?”

“Not at all. My dad doesn’t have much money, but his former colleagues do. Also, Yingying’s aunt has offered to lend us some. Yingying’s maternal aunt, who used to work as a nanny for a family, told her employers about Yingying. When they heard, they were willing to support Yingying’s education, saying it’s best if she becomes a doctor,” explained Sun Rongfang, who knew very well that her husband’s family wasn’t very helpful and decided to seek support from her maiden family instead.

After hearing his wife’s report, Xie Changrong couldn’t believe his ears, “What you’re saying can’t be true. They don’t know Yingying. Why would they willingly pay for her education?”

“They probably think that our Yingying will be successful in the future, and by doing her a favor now, they’ll benefit later on,” she said.

“You, you—” Xie Changrong pointed a finger at his wife, huffing and puffing as he walked out the door.