the moon is not as good as you

Ye Jilin, He Chenxi.

Tsk, the name fits well enough.

Jiang Zhiyi glanced at them from a distance, her face was calm, but her heart was already howling - she came out in such a hurry, she forgot to take her phone!If you can take a picture of these two people walking side by side and post it on the forum, it will be a hit.

"Hey, what are you looking at?"

Suddenly, Jiang Zhiqing's voice appeared like a ghost.

She was startled, and seeing him waiting on the side of the road with a suitcase, she couldn't help being surprised, "Going back to the base?"

Jiang Zhiqing was wearing a loose plaid shirt, deliberately unbuttoning the two buttons on the neckline, silently playing cool.

He inherited his father's phoenix eyes, and the look in his eyes was full of aura, "Why don't you continue to listen to their nonsense? I still have a training match tonight."

"Give me the phone." Seeing that he was holding the phone in his hand, and the screen was on the taxi-hailing app, Jiang Zhiyi grabbed it directly, took a photo of the person across the road, and lowered his hair to send it to his WeChat.

"Hey, what are you doing sickly?"

"Okay, stop yelling." Jiang Zhiyi returned the phone to him, "You can't play for the training match. Those who don't know think you are some kind of talented player."

"What do you know! I'm too young to play, okay?" Jiang Zhiqing stamped her feet angrily.

Jiang Zhiyi didn't bother to listen, so she turned around and left.

Jiang Zhiqing was speechless, and stared at her back with hatred, "Sick girl."

Withdrawing his gaze, he accidentally met a boy walking across the road.The four eyes met, the boy was cold and indifferent, his long and narrow eyes were cold and arrogant, his broken hair fluttered in front of his forehead, blocking his sight intentionally or unintentionally, at the age of fifteen or sixteen, he was as delicate but unpredictable as tuberose.

He didn't walk fast, he was used to lifting his chin, and when he passed by, he took another look at Jiang Zhiqing, with a somewhat veiled examination, and then walked over.

Feeling an inexplicable hostility, but when the online car-hailing car arrived, Jiang Zhiqing turned her head and took a look before leaving.

Jiang Zhiyi returned to the private room, and immediately sent the photo to her friend Zhang Jing, and couldn't wait to share the gossip:
[It's a real hammer!Classmate Ye is dating a sweet girl from Class [-]! 】

Zhang Jing quickly sent three exclamation marks over.

【! ! ! 】

[Damn it!Sure enough, Bingshan likes the little sun! 】

"Zhiyi, eat some fruit."

At this time, Li Weiwei gently pushed the fruit plate in front of Jiang Zhiyi.

"Thank you godmother." Among so many families, apart from grandparents, Jiang Zhiyi's favorite is Li Weiwei, gentle and virtuous, much better than her neurotic mother.

"I heard that this year's Conservatory of Music invited you to give a speech for its centennial celebration?" Li Weiwei asked suddenly.

Jiang Ningyu said "hmm", "I haven't decided whether to go or not."

"Why don't you go?" Jiang Zhiyi, who listened to their conversation, questioned without thinking.

"Flying is too tiring." Jiang Ningyu leaned back on the chair and said lazily, "If you have this time, why don't you have a table of mahjong with your godmother."

Li Weiwei said with a smile, "Your mother is indeed seeking defeat in Japanese hemp. However, I recently met a Japanese hemp master in beauty work. I will bring her with me in the next round and see if I can pull your mother down from the altar."

Jiang Ningyu deliberately made a dismissive expression, "Crap, a master wants to mess with a master like me."

"Mom!" Jiang Zhiyi frowned, "I want to visit the Conservatory of Music! You promised!"

"Let's talk about it after you graduate from high school."

"You are wasting my talent! I don't understand why you object to me learning music!"

"Too much limelight is not a good thing. I have nothing against you learning music, but I don't want you to get too much attention."

Jiang Zhiyi felt aggrieved, and complained loudly, "You just have no ambitions! It's exactly the same as what grandma said!"

Hearing this, Jiang Ningyu's face darkened.

A voice cut in just in time——

"Who taught you to talk to your mother so loudly?"

Lin Xuyue and Liao Zeqing were standing by the window chatting, when they suddenly heard a quarrel, Lin Xuyue frowned and looked at her daughter, "Do you think she has a good temper and is easy to bully?"

"No, no."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Jiang Zhiyi withered.

Although he always secretly slanders his father, his consistent peaceful attitude always makes people feel awed, and Jiang Zhiyi is very afraid of him.

"Apologize to your mother." Lin Xuyue said again.

Jiang Zhiyi also realized that she had gone too far, she lowered her head and said, "Mom, I'm sorry."

Only then did Lin Xuyue ease her tone, and said to her, "If you want to go, Dad supports you, so this matter is decided."

Hearing this, Jiang Zhiyi was surprised and pleasantly surprised, but subconsciously glanced at Jiang Ningyu.

But she picked up the chopsticks and ate the food as if nothing had happened, with no expression on her face.

Lin Xuyue also glanced at her, with confidence in her heart, and her tone became more confident, "Okay, you children can't stay still, go play wherever you want, my mother and I will talk about it in a while." Go home first."

As soon as the words fell, the three children in the private room disappeared in a flash.

The remaining four adults were silent for a while.

Li Weiwei stared at him speechlessly, "Mianmian followed suit."

"You're welcome." He smiled slightly.

Li Weiwei rolled her big eyes, "I said, Xining is sticky since he was a child, why is he still so sticky when he grows up?"

"He still wants to follow Mianmian to enter the National Security University, he likes me as his daughter." Jiang Ningyu said with a smile.

Li Weiwei rolled her eyes again, "Mianmian is four years older than him."

"That's true." Jiang Ningyu murmured, "If it were me and my brother who was four years younger than me chased me, then..."

"That's no use." Lin Xuyue interrupted her coolly, and glared at her after she looked over, "I still want to keep a pretty boy, dreaming."

"Okay, stop flirting." Li Weiwei covered her ears and stood up, "Let's go, go home and wash your ears."

"I want to go back to the company." Liao Zeqing said helplessly to her, "There are still some documents to be processed."

Li Weiwei couldn't help but glared at Lin Xuyue again, "Why do you make him work overtime every day?"

"He is in charge."

"You are Boss, why are you not responsible?"

Facing her questioning, Lin Xuyue shook her head like a dragon, and leaned on Jiang Ningyu's shoulder aggrievedly, "She scolded me."

Jiang Ningyu turned her shoulders and said flatly, "It's obviously an accusation."

He understood that she was angry about Jiang Zhiyi, but it was hard to say anything in front of the child just now.

So, as soon as she got home, Lin Xuyue rushed to the study and unplugged her second son's computer keyboard.

When Jiang Ningyu came out of the shower, she saw Lin Xuyue kneeling on the keyboard, pressing her hands neatly, and said, "Honey, I was wrong."

"What's wrong?"

Jiang Ningyu suppressed her surprise, and flicked her hair, revealing a transparent gauze cardigan.

The years have hardly left their marks on her.Still black hair fluttering, graceful figure, but more mature charm.

The man swallowed, and stared straight at her, "Wrong... The mistake is letting Zhiyi go to the United States?"