The Young Matriarch-Chapter 385 - : You think you can return to the Duan Family with these terrible grades? Scram!

Chapter 385: Chapter 385: You think you can return to the Duan Family with these terrible grades? Scram!

Xu Xingchen felt like he was going insane, 597 points…

In his three years of high school, he had never scored so poorly!

Although he had braced himself, after all, he didn’t even finish the last paragraph of his essay, seeing those three digits, Xu Xingchen was completely dumbstruck.

It was slightly better than his estimated score of 582, but what difference did it make? He didn’t even break 600.

It’s known that this year, thanks to the Immortal Teacher, many students scored very well, yet he had a disastrous exam.

Yang Jingya sneered coldly, “Duan Xiuhao, is this the son you’ve been anticipating so much? With such pathetic scores, he thinks he can return to the Duan Family?”

Xu Xingchen’s hands tightly clutched his pants, as he bit down on his teeth, his eyes reddening.

Duan Xingye had been born with a silver spoon in his mouth ever since he was little, and there were many aspects where he couldn’t outshine him, the only thing he could take pride in were his academic performances.

Yet he had failed to outperform Duan Xingye…

Duan Xingye, completely unaffected by the previous gift incident with his father, had scored a high 672 points.

Xu Xingchen sat restlessly on the sofa, feeling as though everyone’s eyes were mocking him.

Duan Xiuhao immediately looked at the patriarch, defending himself, “Dad, it’s not like that. Xingchen usually performs very well. He was just a bit nervous on the exam site, that’s all…”

The Duan patriarch spoke coldly, “Nervous? Was Xingye not nervous during the exam?”

Duan Xiuhao almost blurted out, it was the Jade Pendant that had disturbed Xingchen’s mood!

But he dared not say this to the patriarch…

Duan Xiuhao smacked his forehead, anxiously saying, “Dad, it’s truly just a slip this time. You don’t believe me, ask Xingye, he knows Xingchen’s usual grades.”

Duan Xingye wore a cold smile, having no intention of acknowledging Duan Xiuhao.

However… he did have some admiration for Xu Xingchen.

This was a true top student. To still score 597 points despite collapsing under pressure and exceeding the first-tier university cut-off line by quite a few points.

Yang Jingya had no expectations whatsoever for her husband and said coldly, “Duan Xiuhao, take your illegitimate child and get out. Don’t come here trying to make your presence felt in the Duan Family.”

Duan Xiuhao glared fiercely at Yang Jingya, the malicious woman, and looked pleadingly at the Duan patriarch, “Dad, everyone makes mistakes once in a while. Xingchen is your grandson after all, with the blood of our Duan Family flowing in him. Please, make some allowances.”

The Duan patriarch frowned, yet before he could speak, a cold and magnetic voice arose from the entrance:

“Big brother, perhaps you should tell father first, why exactly did Xu Xingchen collapse during the high school examination and ended up failing?”

Duan Xiuhao trembled all over, staring directly at the entrance.

Duan Feihan was in a tailored suit, carrying a briefcase, fresh from leaving work.

The Duan patriarch immediately detected something unusual in the tone and, looking at Xu Xingchen’s pale face, furrowed his brows even deeper, pressing sternly, “What exactly happened?”

The formidable presence of the patriarch was overwhelming and commanding.

Beading sweat rolled down Xu Xingchen’s forehead like peas, and he began to stutter, “I… I…”

In his life, the Duan patriarch had only done one thing that went against his conscience, which was tacitly accepting the matter between the third son and Bai Chu. Otherwise, the patriarch had always been upright and honorable.

Once the fact that wearing the Jade Pendant could lead to a better score and his being caught by the special police at the examination site, leading to a complete collapse, was revealed,

How could the patriarch tolerate such a situation?

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Xu Xingchen hung his head low, his scalp tingling with nervousness, “No, it’s nothing.”

Duan Feihan adjusted the tie around his neck and, holding his briefcase, went towards his study, saying indifferently, “He intended to cheat during the college entrance exam.”