Chapter 2000

"My aunt spoke ill of me and my mother in the morning. My aunt is fourteen and still so ignorant."

Ivy couldn't sit still now. She pushed the plate: "brother, look at Delia..."

Delia was unwilling to show weakness: "father, am I wrong? That's what the teacher taught."

Although she hates Austin, Delia has her own measure of how to treat Austin. Originally, it was like walking on thin ice in this family. If Austin even stood on Alvey's side, it would be even harder for her and Catherine.

The daughter quarreled with her sister in the morning. Of course, it was only her sister who quarreled unilaterally, while his daughter sat slowly in a chair and looked very calm.

Austin pinched his eyebrows: "alvie, you have to say less. You've been picking things up early in the morning. Should you go to school?"

After all, taking money from Austin every month, Ivy can only shut up even if she is dissatisfied. She glared at Delia, obviously very unhappy.

Delia was painless. Most of her emotions were used to restrain herself so as not to spill the milk in her hand on Austin's face. Her physiological father was the most hated person in her short 14 years.

Jiang chanyin looked at this scene in the void. The truth was actually very cruel. Maybe it was a good choice for Delia to forget those.

But will things really be what she thinks? Obviously not, otherwise Delia would have no meaning to do it again.

Look, Delia had a seizure in the morning. Now she has breakfast quietly. Austin put that doubt behind him and continued to eat his breakfast.

He has no other plans today. So he's going to see Lily tonight? Or meet Nana? Austin's face was filled with a rippling smile when he thought of the two young models he had just met.

Delia inadvertently looked up and couldn't eat the disgusting breakfast with that smile. She had seen such a smile countless times. She didn't understand it at that time, but now she knows it all.

With a bang, the milk cup fell on the table.

"Sorry, I knocked the cup over by accident." Before Austin wanted to blame, Delia took the lead in apologizing, which also blocked Austin's mouth.

As for Ivy, she was about to be a man with her tail between her legs, and she didn't dare to provoke Delia at this time.

Austin pinched his eyebrows: "go to class after dinner."

"Yes, father." She jumped out of her chair and Delia ran to the second floor. There was a faint sound downstairs.

"Delia's tutor, you should pay attention. You're so clumsy."

"Also, a little girl should look like a little girl."

"How nice to be quiet? I've learned to talk back."

"OK, I'll pay attention."

Hearing these words, Delia mockingly raised the corners of her lips. Where is this? Now to do it again, she has to think carefully about how to give Austin and ivy the heaviest blow.

Unfortunately, she is still young and it is not easy to do anything. She sighed. Delia sat down in the classroom and waited for the tutor.

To be fair, Austin was good to her at this time. Although she despised her brown hair, she had everything she should have. For example, very early family education.

From the age of three, her tutor will give her lessons, supplemented by various talents. Delia pinched her fingers. She remembered that she had learned piano, violin, painting and dance. The schedule was full.

If five-year-old Delia inevitably has some difficulties in learning these and makes little progress, then 14-year-old Delia will undoubtedly make much progress. After all, the mental age is there. If there is no progress at all, I'm undoubtedly sorry for her nine years.

Looking at these teachers in deep memory, Delia suddenly felt a sense of space-time disorder. These teachers are very kind. Maybe they want to flatter themselves, but they don't feel malicious in them.

This also let Delia breathe a sigh of relief, and her nervous tension from the morning finally relaxed. When she had breakfast in the morning, she directly felt Ivy's malice. As for Austin, he didn't mean any malice to himself except that he didn't look at her.

What about the mother? I felt something different from my mother this morning. Did she feel wrong? Delia paused and started again. She found that her life seemed to have changed a little.

Looking at the little girl beside the piano, Jiang Chan didn't appear. She pulled her finger and a schedule appeared in front of her. 021 held the schedule: "boss, Tong will go in the evening."

Jiang Chan nodded: "well, be careful not to miss the horse's feet."

021 full of confidence: "Tong will never show his feet. Just look at it, boss."

At about three o'clock in the afternoon, Delia was sitting in front of the drawing board drawing. Catherine knocked on the door and came in: "baby, are you tired? Have some afternoon tea first?"

The tutor packed up his things and left the room for mother and daughter to get along.

Delia sat down at the tea table. "Thank you, mom. I'm not tired."

Catherine pushed the fruit: "your father and I have only one daughter. You don't have to work so hard. All your father's things will be yours in the future."

Hearing this, Delia always felt something wrong. It sounded like Catherine's love for women, but she always felt that Catherine said this not only because she loved herself and loved herself.

Also, the strange feeling in the morning came again. Why on earth is this?

Jiang Chan smiled at Delia and thought. Now it seems that Delia doesn't have a brain, so things will be easy to do. As long as she had doubts about Catherine, she would have a long mind in everything in the future.

Put this doubt to the bottom of her heart, Delia forked a piece of fruit: "father's things are father's, I want to work hard by myself."

Thinking of Katherine and Austin's apparent separation, Delia drank tea: "I'll make a lot of money for you in the future to make you happy every day."

Catherine's eyes fluctuated, and then showed a sincere smile: "OK, mother will wait, but don't be too tired. You're still young."

Seeing Catherine's heartfelt smile, Delia tightened her hand holding the fork. It's strange that she didn't feel that strange this time. She pushed the plate: "Mom, I'm full. I'll practice the piano later. I'll go to the teacher."

Leaving Catherine, Delia went into the piano room next to the studio. Qiang Ziyou sat down in front of the piano and Delia took a deep breath.