Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 412


    Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 412


    Emily took a careless nce at her results and smiled happily. “I got a total score of 712, and I’m


    ranked fourth!”


    “Fourth ce is quite good!” Megan was a little relieved. “I’ll ask your sister how many points she got


    later.” Emily did not know which university J was going to, nor did she know which university the


    latter could get into. Now when she thought about it, it was rather troublesome.


    “J should have done well on the exams too, right?” Emily deliberately spoke up. “When the college


    entrance exams ended, she said the papers were quite easy!” She felt amused when she recalled that


    scene in detail. If J had scored more than 700, she would have called over to report the good news


    and bragged in front of me. But why isn’t she here yet? I guess she messed up her exams!


    “Really?” Megan said, pleasantly surprised. “If she did well, we will naturally find a good university for


    her to enroll in so that the gap between you two won’t be too big.” As she spoke, she paused and


    wondered aloud, “Emily, if you rank fourth, who are the top three? I remember that you have always


    been in the top three.”


    The corner of Emily’s mouth curled slightly. She did not care about the college entrance exams


    because she was going to Yobril anyway, so what did it matter how many points she got? “I don’t know.


    It should be my ssmates in ss A. After all, they are quite smart!”


    Megan smiled a little, then at the sudden thought of something important, she said, “Emily, quickly go


    upstairs to pack. In two days, we will go to Yobril!”


    Putting down the phone in her hand, Emily happily replied, “Got it.”


    At this moment, the principal of Woodsbury University, Mr. Goldstein, was going from door to door


    ording to the entrance examination results. Right now, he had arrived at the gate of the Jackson


    Residence. Mr. Goldstein nced at thergepound and asked the assistant beside him, “Are you


    sure she lives here?”


    The young assistant at the side checked the address, nodded, and said in a serious manner, “I’ve


    verified it, so there’s no way I can be wrong!”


    “That’s good then!” Mr. Goldstein got out of the car and put on an amiable expression. A student with a


    perfect score! I shouldn’t scare her away.


    The young assistant walked to the door and pressed the doorbell. At this moment, Emily was about to


    go upstairs, but when she heard the bell, she looked out of the window at the two standing outside.


    When Mr. Goldstein saw a girl with her head tilted, he felt pleased and immediately asked, “Are you


    Miss Jackson?”


    Emily stared nkly at them and nodded. “What’s wrong?”


    Mr. Goldstein’s face muscles quivered. “You don’t know me?”


    Emily stared at him warily. Then, when she recalled who he was, she was instantly shocked. “You’re


    the president of Woodsbury University?”


    She had read Woodsbury’s admission brochure before, and there was a picture of Mr. Goldstein


    wearing a ck suit and sses on it. Mr. Goldstein smiled amiably at her. “Yes, I’m here to ask you


    about your intention to study at our university, Miss Jackson.”


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    When Emily heard this, her heart burst with joy, and she immediately went forward to open the door.


    “Mr. Goldstein, I’m really sorry! I’ll open the door for you right away!” Oh my God, Mr. Goldstein actually


    came to invite me to study at his university in person? This is so unprecedented! I’m probably the only


    one in the whole of Sandfort City who gets this preferential treatment!


    Inside the house, Megan heard the movements outside the door and asked with a loud voice, “Emily,


    who’s there?”


    “Mom, it’s Mr. Goldstein from Woodsbury!” Emily’s face blossomed into a smile. Although she had


    already been scouted by the Royal Academy of Music, it was also an incredible thing to have the


    principal of Woodsbury University personally visit her. She had already started to fantasize about


    Twitter blowing up with the news of Mr. Goldstein personallying to enroll her into Woodsbury.


    Surely my picture will be everywhere!


    Hearing Emily’s words, Megan froze for a moment. The principal of Woodsbury? She instantly put


    down what she was doing and opened the door to greet him. The moment Megan saw Mr. Goldstein,


    she put on a delighted smile and said, “Oh, you’re Mr. Goldstein from Woodsbury University! I’m so


    sorry for not inviting you in sooner!”


    “No, no! We understand that our visit is too abrupt!” Mr. Goldstein smiled and continued, “You are Miss


    Jackson’s mother, right?”


    “Yes, I am.”