"Okay, do you need to prepare anything? Does my sister have any favorite dishes?"
Mr. Shen shook his head slightly and said, "My little girl is not picky about food, just follow the arrangements."
Shen Pingting raised her eyebrows slightly and raised the corners of her mouth slightly. Like her, she is not picky about food: "Okay."
It’s good not to be picky about food.
Shen Pingting was having a hard time in the northwest, and her body was severely exhausted. She was injured a little before she came back, and her body has not yet fully recovered.
So he didn't look very good.
But now, she and her old man are the only ones at home, and her parents are not at home.
So she had to keep an eye on dinner tonight.
After school.
The driver was already waiting at the school gate. Zhao Jing asked Zhao Xiaoya and the others to go back and tell Ji Mingxuan that he should go back to Su's house and tell Mr. Su that she would not be home for dinner tonight.
Then he got in the car and left under everyone's envious and curious eyes.
After getting in the car, Zhao Jingyi felt a little helpless and was really showing off.
Many people were curious about Zhao Jingyi's identity, and whether they were familiar with it or not, they all went to ask Zhao Xiaoya and others.
However, Zhao Xiaoya and the others were very strict with each other, so they just said a few perfunctory words and then went back together.
Hu Ling, who was hidden in the crowd, looked a little complicated and embarrassed: "She has such a good background?"
Meng Jiajia glanced at Hu Ling, then looked away lightly, and said with a hint of subtle meaning in her tone: "It's so low-key, the number one scholar is the number one scholar."
Hu Ling's face froze, she looked at Meng Jiajia and asked, "Jiajia, what do you mean?"
Meng Jiajia's tone was as usual, as if she didn't notice that Hu Ling looked bad, and said with a hint of emotion: "Sigh, didn't you realize that she is very low-key? If you look at other people, your family has a lot of money and you want everyone to know about it."
Hu Ling was so angry that she secretly gritted her teeth: "..." She suspected that she was connoting her.
She was like that when school first started. Although she has calmed down a bit now, who in the nearby classes doesn't know that she is the daughter of the factory director and is favored at home?
Meng Jiajia looked at the time on the watch on her wrist, hurriedly said a few words and ran away: "I won't tell you any more, I made an appointment and left."
Hu Ling is not a fool, and she is not unaware of Meng Jiajia's alienation from her these days.
The only person around her who could play with her was Meng Jiajia, otherwise she wouldn't have broken up with her.
Mr. Shen's home.
Grandma Xu and the others have already arrived and are sitting on the sofa chatting.
They live here a little further than Su's house.
This is also a family compound, but it should be newly built.
After arriving at Shen's house, the outside actually looks similar to the house in the family compound over there at Su's house.
Zhao Jing thanked the driver and then walked in.
The door was open. Grandma Xu just stood up and saw Zhao Jing arriving at the door. With a smile on her face, she waved to Zhao Jing: "Come quickly."
Zhao Jing walked in obediently and greeted each one: "Grandma Xu, Grandpa Shen, Grandpa Lin, Grandpa Jiang."
There were a few people she didn't know, and Zhao Jing nodded to them as a greeting.
One of the women looked a little serious and asked, "Is this the granddaughter you mentioned?"
Grandma Xu nodded and introduced them solemnly: "These are our immortal granddaughters. Please don't bully my granddaughters in the future, otherwise it will be difficult for me to talk to you."
The last sentence seems to be a joke, but it is actually a warning and a warning.
One man laughed and said, "Professor Xu's words are serious. My niece looks so well-behaved and sensible, how could we bully her?"