Meng Zhijian watched it so seriously that neither Xu Jing nor Yu Wenzhou dared to disturb him.
After a while, he put down the test paper, his eyes were a little dazed, "...is it really a perfect score?"
Yu Wenzhou: "..." This person dare not believe him.
…
After dinner, Jiang Fuyue left Jiang's younger brother to do homework at home, and went to the pancake stand by himself.
"Yueyue? Why are you here?!" Han Yunru was pleasantly surprised.
Jiang Da also put down the teacup and stood up.
This spot is not so busy anymore, but there are still occasional customers, so the couple just guarded it like this, selling one more is one.
"Bring you food, eat while it's hot."
Han Yunru took it from her hand and handed it to Jiang Da: "Don't give it away next time, it will delay your homework."
"It's finished."
"That's it...then watch TV at home and relax."
Jiang Fuyue didn't argue any more, anyway, being a mother always has a reason.
While Jiang Da and Han Yunru were eating, she walked around twice and found a shop behind the stall, but the door was closed and there was no signboard.
"What's for sale here?"
"We sell grain, oil, rice, non-staple food, fruits, and condiments, but we closed the store last month."
Han Yunru sighed casually: "If the rent is cheaper, we can sell it, so we won't be afraid of wind and rain in the future."
Jiang Da held the bowl and said nothing.
"How's business today?" Jiang Fuyue asked at the right time.
Speaking of this, Han Yunru and Jiang Da expressed joy at the same time: "After school in the afternoon, many students from the No. 1 Middle School came to buy pancakes, and some people bought 20 pancakes at once, and gave him two more."
"Honey, we sold twice as much as usual today!" Jiang Da grinned, looking at Han Yunru expectantly, like a child begging for praise.
The woman quietly twisted his tight waist, reminding him to pay attention to his image.
"Why are you so proud? Didn't it all depend on Yueyue's flyers, otherwise so many students would come over?"
"Yes, yes, Yueyue contributed the most." Jiang Da smiled silly.
"But..." Han Yunru looked worried, "Is this allowed by the school? Did the teacher criticize you?"
Jiang Fuyue: "No."
…
It's night, Yutianhua Mansion.
The door of the villa was pushed open from the outside, and Xie Dingyuan, wearing an iron gray shirt and a suit jacket under his arm, walked in slowly.
Liu Ma stepped forward, "Mr. is back."
"Um."
"The meal is ready, do you want to eat it now, or..."
The man raised his wrist and looked at the time: "In half an hour."
After speaking, go straight upstairs.
Today, he not only participated in an academic conference, but also soaked in the laboratory for a long time. His body smelled of disinfectant water, and he couldn't eat without taking a bath.
Half an hour later, the man showed up in the dining room on time.
Mama Liu served him dishes and rice quietly.
The man changed into home clothes, a POLO shirt made of soft material, buttoned up to the last button, wrapping the neck rigorously and harshly, with a slightly protruding Adam's apple on the top, rolling gently as he eats and swallows.
Holding the wooden chopsticks with slender fingers, there is a kind of gentle beauty.
"Sir, the young master is back from school."
"Um."
Mama Liu: "I hid in my room as soon as I got home, and I haven't come out yet, and locked the door behind me. And... I saw his chin was bruised, did he get bullied at school?"
The man's expression remained unchanged: "I see."
Mama Liu hesitated several times, but she didn't dare to say any more.
Mr. is good everywhere, but he is a bit indifferent. This is my nephew...
After dinner, Xie Dingyuan took a walk facing the night wind, the moonlight was hazy, and the street lights were dim.
Twenty minutes later, he returned to the villa, first went to the study to get the spare key, and then went to knock on Zhong Ziang's door.
"Mother Liu, I've said it all, I'm not hungry! Don't give away food, just look at it!"
God knows, he is now so hungry that his chest is pressed against his back.
"Open the door, it's me." The man Shen Lin's voice came in clearly through a door.
"Damn—why did he come here?" Zhong Ziang was startled and panicked, the more he thought about something, the more something came up.
Just beep the dog!
"... Uncle, um, what's the matter with you?"
"Open the door."
"I'm going to sleep, if you're not in a hurry, let's talk about it tomorrow!"
"Zhong Ziang, don't make me repeat it a second time."
Half a minute later, the door opened.
Seeing the scarf around his neck, Xie Dingyuan gradually drew his eyebrows together: "Da Xia, what's wrong with you?"
"Cough..." Zhong Ziang clenched his fist and coughed lightly, and buried his chin in the scarf, "The temperature of the air conditioner is too low, and I feel a little cold."
The man glanced at the beads of sweat oozing from his forehead, expressionless: "I'll call Lao Tang."
Zhong Ziang's face changed drastically: "Don't, don't... It's just a cold, there's no need for Dr. Tang to run around, I'll just cover my sweat."
"Turn on the air conditioner to sweat?"
Well!
"It's so cool, so cool..."
Xie Dingyuan's eyes turned cold, as if warm jade was covered with frost, and he was menacing: "Do you still remember what I said on the first day you came to Linhuai?"
The young man was startled for a moment, but then he didn't know what to think, and his face turned pale.
"Zhong Ziang, never lie to me, have you done it?" The voice was calm, but the turbulence under the dark waves made people tremble.
"uncle… "
"Didn't you always want to go back to the imperial capital? I'll call Zhong Yunyi tomorrow and ask him to send someone to pick you up there." After speaking, he turned and left.
"No—I'm not going back!" The young man pulled off the scarf, "I said, I said it all, can't I?"
Xie Dingyuan turned around slowly, "Yes."
"..." The old uncle is too stupid, huh!
ten minutes later.
"So, you were beaten by a girl in the same grade."
Zhong Ziang jumped: "It's not beating, it's willing to bet and admit defeat!"
"That was still beaten."
"… "wipe!
"It's rare for someone to let you down." Xie Dingyuan nodded with a look of relief, "It's good."
"Are you still my uncle?" His eyes were resentful.
"Unless you are not Xie Yunzao's own."
"..." I can't fight, I can't fight.
Zhong Ziang said pitifully, "I'm hungry."
"If you say you don't want to eat, you don't have any food left. Mama Liu is probably asleep by now."
"..." Zhong Ziangsheng has nothing to love.
Is there a "young master" worse than him in the world
…
The next day, in physics class, Yu Wenzhou handed out the test papers for comment.
Single-subject quizzes like this usually don't publish grades and rankings.
Wan Xiutong: "...It's such a pity, if everyone knows that you got full marks in the exam again, your eyes will probably pop out!" It was the same as the first time she saw Jiang Fuyue got full marks in the math quiz.
"It doesn't matter." She didn't get full marks in the exam to make everyone's eyes pop.
Wan Xiutong fell in love with her indifferent and icy expression, and her eyes immediately became red.
It was another day when I was so obsessed with my deskmate~
When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Yu Wenzhou passed by Jiang Fuyue, "Come here."
Jiang Fuyue: "?"
After entering the office, several eyes shot at her.
Some of them Jiang Fuyue didn't know at all.
It's not that the teachers are too busy, but that she has been in and out of the office too frequently during this time.
Seeing Jiang Fuyue following Yu Wenzhou, Xu Jing's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly had a bad premonition.
really-
"You take these test papers back and do them."
"?" These days, do teachers like to stuff students with test papers? Still stuffed one pile at a time.