In front of everyone in the college, he called her Student Xia.
In private, he calls her Qianqian.
But just now, he suddenly called her Miss Xia.
There is a hint of sullenness in this tone.
Xia Qianqian didn't know why. Seeing Wang Yueyue lowering her head sadly, she hurriedly reached out to hold her hand, patted it and comforted her: "I will ask Mr. Zhu for leave for you. If your mother's mood stabilizes, you can come at any time.
Go to school."
Wang Yueyue looked at her and said gratefully: "Qianqian, thank you."
Xia Qianqian nodded to her, turned around and got into the carriage.
The carriage drove slowly, and Wang Yueyue stood at the gate of the Xia family, watching the carriage go away.
Mrs. Wang Li ran forward in small steps, grabbed her sleeves, and whispered: "How?"
Wang Yueyue looked disappointed and shook her head: "Mr. Mo asked me to go to the college to find Mr. Zhu."
"He didn't take a good look at you?" Wang Li asked unwillingly.
This morning, she specially picked a pink gauze dress for her daughter, carefully combed her black hair into a bun, and specially inserted two dazzling pink beaded flowers.
"Mr. Mo is a cold-hearted person. The last few words he said to me were all based on his face. How could he look at me again?"
"You are stupid!"
Mrs. Wang Li felt a little resentful that iron could not make steel, "If you want a good face and a good figure, why do you need to rely on Xia Qianqian."
"Mom, what are you..."
Wang Yueyue understood her mother's intention in a daze, and said angrily: "Mom, don't have such wishful thinking, I can't imagine such a person."
Her face sank, she stamped her feet, turned around and went back into the house.
Mrs. Wang Li was very upset. When she saw Li Yunniang looking over, she hurriedly stepped forward with a smile on her face and said, "That kid Yue'er also wants to go to school. It's all my fault that my poor health is dragging her down."
While clearing away the dishes and chopsticks on the table in the courtyard, Li Yunniang tried to persuade her: "I was not in good health in the past, and I was often a drag on my children. Aunt Li, don't be discouraged. Only by taking good care of your health can you live a good life with your children."<
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Good days?
When Mrs. Wang Li thought of the good times she longed for, she couldn't help but smile and said: "That's a good relationship."
While we were talking, she also came over to help clean up.
On the road from Fu'an Village to Jiangcheng, a carriage with green tents passed by at high speed.
Ji Zimo sat upright on the soft floor, looking at a book in his hand with such seriousness that one couldn't help but wonder, as if the two of them had returned to the days when they first met.
But if you look carefully, he has been holding the book for a long time, but he has never turned a page.
Xia Qianqian looked at his appearance and couldn't help but laugh in her heart.
She leaned over, sat on the small stool at his feet, put her hands on his knees, stuffed her head into the book, raised her head, and said with a smile: "Shicai, why are you losing your temper for no reason?" p>
He was too lazy to look at her and said coldly: "I transferred a little maid from Mo Mansion to help. You must go to class today."
"No need!"
When Xia Qianqian heard this, she was a little anxious, "My shop is small to begin with. The business was booming yesterday, but the profit was not much. I don't have the extra money to hire someone."
"If you don't count, count me!"
"How can that be done?" She retorted: "That's my shop. I want to be self-reliant. I can rely on you for everything."
He suddenly lowered his head, the tip of his nose touched hers, and asked angrily: "Say, if you don't rely on me, who do you want to rely on?"
This person's temper comes quickly, and his inexplicable jealousy comes even faster.
The man's rich breath sprayed on her face, and she remembered yesterday's blushing and heart-beating kiss again, and suddenly panicked, "Okay, whatever you say will be whatever."
She pursed her lips and bit her lower lip gently. This inadvertent movement was really heart-wrenching.
Ji Zimo's Adam's apple rolled up and down.
When it comes to women, he thinks he has always been stoic and has strong self-control, but since he kissed her for the first time, he kissed her the second time, and the third time...
Every time he kissed her more, he became more and more addicted to her scent, as if he was addicted. He couldn't help but move forward, wanting to take her cherry mouth and give it a good massage.
Such an out-of-the-ordinary thought made his mind wander, and as soon as he made a move, his brain suddenly hit Xia Qianqian's forehead.
"Ah!"
Xia Qianqian shrank back in pain, covered her forehead with her hands, and glared at him, "What are you doing?"
Her pursed lips, coquettish looks, and glares were not intimidating at all, but looked very childish.
"You are too close to me!" He looked at her with a righteous face, "What if I do something to you and you are unwilling to take responsibility?"
This person is speaking more and more without any scruples.
Xia Qianqian narrowed her eyes and deliberately moved her face forward, "What to do? What do you want to do?"
Her proud look really makes people angry.
Ji Zimo raised her hand, which scared her so much that she quickly stepped back, covered her forehead with both hands, and warned: "It hurts. If you play too much, I will become stupid."
"I see you are not stupid from the beginning to the end!" He teased: "Didn't you see Wang Yueyue's intention just now?"
Xia Qianqian pouted, "Even if she has that intention, as long as you don't, what do I have to worry about."
Ji Zimo was quite helpless: "You are very relieved about me."
Xia Qianqian pursed her lips, raised her eyes, and stared at the person in front of her for a long time before saying: "Since we are willing to try to get married, we naturally have to trust each other."
There is a pun in her words.
She gave him a high level of trust.
Metaphorically, he must also trust her.
This girl has to overpower him in everything.
She looked like she didn't care about him, as if she was warning him again and again.
In her heart, he is not unique or irreplaceable.
This realization made Ji Zimo panic.
But looking back at her, her almond-shaped eyes were filled with the spring breeze of March, and she looked full of energy.
What a heartless girl.
He turned his head and didn't want to pay attention to her. He picked up the book and continued reading, but he was so upset that he couldn't read anything.
Half an hour later, the Qingzheng carriage stopped at the gate of Zhuxian Academy.
At the door of the small shop on one side, two people stood with their hands hanging.
One of them is a little girl, about thirteen years old, wearing a red skirt and pigtails, standing neatly.
On the other side of the door, there is an old nanny standing.
He looks to be about fifty years old, with combed gray hair and dark blue coarse cloth with a partial lapel. The material seems to be rough, but it is very neatly taken care of. At first glance, he is a clean and capable person.
As soon as Xia Qianqian got off the carriage, the two of them saw her and walked over quickly, blessing her, "Girl, we are servants who are here to help the small shop."
Xia Qianqian glanced at the little girl, then her eyes fell on the nanny, and she blinked at the cuttlefish, "What? I'm afraid that one person is not enough, so you asked the nanny to help me?"
Isn't this an attempt to help her? Is it clearly an attempt to sideline her?
