Seeing that Father Jiang did not express his position, Mother Jiang said, "Besides, with our daughter's shrewdness, how could she not be on guard against Sun Weidong? Apart from that one million, she has no other assets in her hand?"
"I don't believe it!"
"Let me tell you, my daughter probably bought this house herself!"
"Look at this house. The furniture and appliances are all new, and even the decoration is new. What kind of friend can you lend a nice new house to others if you don't live in it yourself?"
Father Jiang said timidly, "How could you plot against your daughter like this?"
"Is this called a calculation? I'm helping her to be on guard, so that I can save the money for that outsider, Zhao Dong!"
Mother Jiang stood up and looked out the window, "I looked around when I came here just now. There is a middle school and a primary school nearby!"
As she said that, Mother Jiang pointed to the light sign not far away, "Look, there's a hospital there!"
"With such a good location, this house is definitely not cheap!"
Father Jiang ran out of ideas, "Then what do you want?"
"Tell me, what if this house is used as a wedding room for Xiao Chuang in the future?"
Father Jiang looked embarrassed, "This is my daughter's house..."
"What's wrong with my daughter's house? The two of us have worked so hard to raise her up, isn't it just to help her get ahead and help her brother?"
Father Jiang still felt something was wrong, but he couldn't say anything to Mother Jiang, "But..."
Jiang's mother sneered, "It's nothing but, even if Zhao Dong really wants to be with his daughter, we women can't afford the wedding house. We can't afford a house, but you still want to marry my daughter? Dream on!"
Father Jiang was completely convinced, "Then what do you want to do?"
Mother Jiang shook her phone and said, "I have his phone number here. Let's go talk to him tomorrow! If my daughter really wants to be with him, I won't object, but the betrothal gift must be given!"
...
Carrying the midnight snack in his hand, Zhao Dong tiptoed upstairs.
Despite Jiangbei District's underdeveloped economy, the nightlife is still rich and colorful, but it's just not as high-end as the city center.
Unlike the city center, where there are always football matches, various celebrity concerts, cross talk shows, or nightclubs and discos.
The nightlife here is more down-to-earth, for example, there is a night market street not far away on the corner.
BBQ, seafood, night beer, various stir-fries.
The stall is set up on the roadside, and the business can last until two or three in the middle of the night.
He didn't dare to order anything too greasy, fearing that Sophie wouldn't be used to it.
A portion of glutinous rice balls to nourish the stomach, and then a portion of three-fresh rice noodles. Judging from Sophie's appetite, this is probably enough.
Open the door.
The living room was dim, with only the study arranged for Sophie lit up, and a faint light leaked from under the door.
Zhao Dong stepped forward and knocked on the door. When there was no response, he shouted again, "Xiao Fei, are you in there?"
No one answered.
"Then I go in?"
He gently pushed the door open and saw Sophie leaning on the table.
The single clothes on my body have fallen to the ground, and the notebook in front of me is still in working condition.
It can be seen that her work is not finished yet, and the planning project on the computer is only half done.
Perhaps it was because of the unsatisfactory work, his face was full of fatigue, and his two beautiful eyebrows were clustered together.
Zhao Dong felt a little distressed, but couldn't bear to wake her up, so he picked up the unlined clothes and put them on her again.
Then, his eyes fell on her cheeks, and the fragile skin was covered with a faint layer of fluorescence.
Even with a tired face and no makeup, she is still so beautiful that people are obsessed with her.
Sophie was startled and suddenly woke up.
Seeing Zhao Dong, she was stunned for a moment, then frowned, "Ah! Why did you get in?"
"I see you are asleep, I don't know if I should wake you."
"It's okay, there's still a little bit left to finish."
"Let's do it tomorrow, it's almost twelve o'clock."
"good!"
She stretched out her waist, revealing her curves.