Jing's father nodded repeatedly: "You always stay at home, and I'm afraid you'll get sick from boredom."
After two months of familiarity, Jing Jiaren is no longer unfamiliar with U City and this new home.
The home is well equipped, with a house, a car and a yard. Jing Jiaren rolled out a small milk-yellow car, put on a safety helmet, and set off!
In a high-end Bentley car, the man's deep-eyed eyes narrowed slightly and his ruthless lips pursed, watching Jing Jiaren drive past the car.
It's been two months, my lady, have you adapted to the new map, are you mentally prepared?
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Most of the people in the class are young girls. Jing Jiaren looks about the same age as them, but in actual age, she should be the oldest.
The girls gathered in groups in twos and threes and chatted about various entertainment gossips during break time.
It is the popular stars who are at the forefront of the conversation.
Wen Xin Nuan is occasionally mentioned, but the reviews are very negative...
"That Nuan Nuan disappeared completely after marrying a husband. She doesn't plan to film anymore?"
"I'm waiting for her to be tragically abandoned and come back to the entertainment industry..."
"Many female stars go to be with the rich when they are popular. After a few years, their marriages break up, and they come back exhausted!"
"Ji Zi'ang is actually nothing special. If she can, she will marry Ximen Long Ting."
"Ximen Longting? Are you crazy... This kind of man is just a legend. Has anyone seen him in person?"
"News about him recently broke out, saying that he made his first public appearance at a business meeting. He is a very handsome guy."
"Is it true?" He expressed doubts.
"It's true, my cousin was also in the business association, and she fell in love at first sight... Reporters were not allowed to interview or take photos inside... My cousin relied on her super memory to draw a few sketches when she came back...
I couldn’t help myself after reading it, so I secretly made a few copies..."
Several girls watched curiously: "There is no picture and no truth. Where is the evidence?"
"I brought it, a first-level secret...don't let it out..."
The girl with long hair and shawl mysteriously took out the sketchbook and opened it. Several girls leaned over to take a look and said "Wow" in unison!
"A foreigner?"
"It is said that she is of mixed French descent."
"He looks very tall, how tall he is...so handsome, and completely matches the characteristics of all my dream lovers."
"You are so good at making connections? The man in my dreams is not as handsome as him..."
"It looks fake. How could a real person look like this?"
"The eyes are so profound...the eyelashes are so long, the lower eyelashes are actually longer than my upper eyelashes...we are both human, why are there such a big difference..."
The long-haired girl suddenly became anxious: "Don't grab it, don't damage the painting..."
The sketchbook "accidentally" fell in front of Jing Jiaren.
The long-haired girl turned to look at her: "Hey, do you want to see it too?"
Jing Jiaren calmly closed the sketchbook and handed it back to her: "No, thank you."
"You want to see it, we can share it..." the long-haired girl said warmly, "You have heard of him, right, Ximen Longting?"
Jing Jiaren flipped through the pages of the book. She had heard of him and the whole world was talking about him, so what?
"It's the famous chaebol II who monopolizes the economic lifeline in Europe and is extremely powerful in China, the eldest son of the Ximen family..."
Jing Jiaren closed the book and replied sharply: "That old man who is over 30 years old this year?"
After saying this, she was speechless. She was 26 years old, but she still remembered that she was 20!