I Might as Well Choose Sister Xin

Mrs. Ye and Chairman Ye looked at each other as they glanced at their son, who was always calm.

Suddenly, he felt a cold shiver run down his spine. What do you mean not caring about your son? They were completely worried. Introducing their son to the primary school where his father was marked as having gone to school?

This kind of provocation was childish!

However, it had to be said that Ye Lan had his own arrangements as someone with a high position.

Sure enough, just as Mrs. Ye and Chairman Ye predicted, Little Yu didn't choose any of the other schools, even if it was related to his innate talent.

Wang Rann was stunned for a moment.

"Yong Master Ye, young master has chosen the first primary school in the capital. Next, I'll go handle the registration procedures and send young master to school tomorrow!"

"Tomorrow, Ye Lan, you …"