"She also wants to impress others in this regard. Only by getting admitted to Tsinghua University can she feel proud."
"That makes sense, Fatty. You also know the four-letter idiom."
Rolling his eyes at his companion, the fat man stepped on the butt of his cigarette after learning from the experience.
"Let's go study. If I fail another class this semester, I'll be a son of a bitch."
When she went home in the evening, the maid told her that Ji Xincheng had a date with Song Bijun and Ji Bingbing, and asked her what she wanted to eat for dinner.
"I'm not eating at home, so there's no need to prepare."
She wanted to go to the hospital to see Tang Guirong. Lu Jun said she had a fever.
"Come back and live with me. My room is big and the bed is big too."
The nurse had something to do at night, so she asked for leave and went home. Seeing that Tang Guirong was not used to this place, Ji Momo suggested.
"What? Mo Mo, I can't go to your house."
When she returned the child to the Ji family, she signed a contract stating that she would never look for Ji Momo again and that she would be treated as if she had never been raised.
When Ji Momo got sick this time, he insisted on bringing her here. Tang Guirong also wondered why no one from the Ji family came to trouble her.
"Mo Mo, please go back. I am used to being alone, and there are nurses here. They are willing to take care of me if I need anything."
"Let's go quickly. The weather outside is bad. I'm afraid it's going to rain soon."
Without further ado, he got her some clothes and Ji Momo helped her take the elevator downstairs.
"Mo Mo, is this your car?"
It is true that Tang Guirong is a rural woman, but she is not an ignorant person.
If she had no education at all, it would be impossible for her to buy a house in the town just so that Ji Momo could receive a better education.
Her heart skipped a beat, "Do they know you drove the car out?"
Ji Mo couldn't help but chuckle, "I did it openly, don't worry, they won't tell."
real or fake?
That...my daughter, when she left the hospital arrogantly, she stood at the window for a long time and looked at the car, driving a red car. The aunt who was cleaning next to her said that the price was about more than one million.
"Is this car worth eight hundred thousand?"
The four wheels are quite big, similar to the tractor owned by the village chief.
"Yes, get in the car quickly, it's going to rain."
Not long after the car drove out, there was a roar of thunder, and huge raindrops fell on the roof and glass of the car.
Afraid that she would be cold, I turned on the heater, and soon the car was warm and very comfortable.
Tang Guirong sighed in his heart, alas! No wonder the child didn't want to leave Ji's family, and he didn't want to recognize himself. Who would give up such a superior living environment and go to the valley to eat bran-thick vegetables?
The car slowly entered the basement. It was raining heavily outside. Tang Guirong was just about to find some clothes for her to wear when Ji Momo said, "Let's take the elevator."
In the past, she was unwilling to take the elevator to the basement because the elevator exit happened to be near the bedroom of Ji Xincheng and his wife.
Anyway, they are not at home, so they probably can't be touched.
For some things, Murphy's Law has already given the answer.
Someone who wasn't supposed to be at home happened to be standing at the elevator entrance.
Song Bijun was on the phone with someone when she heard the sound of the elevator door opening. She turned around and asked, "Bingbing, why did you come back?"
The people who came out were not Ji Bingbing, but Ji Momo and her rural adoptive mother.
Tang Guirong took a step back.
"What are you here for?"
"My mother is sick, stay with me tonight."
Ji Momo held Tang Guirong's hand tightly, and the warmth in his palm conveyed firm strength to her.
"At the end of the season, what do you think this place is?"