Senior sister, I really don’t have any improper thoughts about you!

The phone has just been turned on.

Several messages popped up immediately.

Pick out the key points.

The first thing Miss Jiang opened was the message from her eldest cousin.

[Ningning, my mom has taken care of your aunt’s matter for you]

[This week, when you go back, just follow the interview instructions.]

This is a good start.

My cousin is really awesome.

Oh no.

It’s all thanks to my aunt.

She was a little worried that her mother would give her a political lesson when she went back home on Friday night.

No worries now.

I guess he'll say a few words at most when he gets back, and then give in.

That should be about it.

As for my aunt.

Hey.

Just find some time to chat with your aunt.

Speaking of my aunt.

Miss Jiang thought of the long-legged girl who lived in her aunt's neighborhood.

It’s been a long time since we last met. I miss you so much.

Then the second part of the information is from Wang Jianguo.

There are many consecutive messages at the beginning, all of which are reports on some situations in the factory and store.

Miss Jiang took a look.

Nothing big, just some trivial matters.

For example, the year-on-year and month-on-month sales of the store.

Or whether the factory's shipments are rising or falling.

There is only one thing that has nothing to do with data.

[Boss, today a guy from the marketing department asked me about you and wanted your contact information. He said that he has a cousin who is also studying advanced mathematics and wants to learn from you.]

[Boss, I think his intention to seek Buddhist scriptures is fake, but he really wants to marry someone, so I didn’t give him my contact information]

[Boss, what do you think? Am I smart? In consideration of my contribution, can you give me a small raise next month?]

This request is rude.

Boss Jiang simply chose to ignore it.

Then the following information is Secretary Wang’s arrangements for Saturday.

When Miss Jiang saw the message saying that they would arrange a hotel dinner at noon.

I immediately thought of what I had promised on Saturday.

He smacked his lips twice.

I still composed a message and sent it.

[I won’t go for lunch on Saturday]

[Just you and Link can entertain us. When the time comes, just write me a bill for the exact cost.]

After replying, I clicked on the next message.

Take a closer look.

Oh, Leo.

[Jiang Ning! My dad praised you at home tonight, saying that you are really amazing and asked me to take you as my goal, study hard, and work hard!]

Little Leo’s dad praised me?

The second-in-command of Jiangzhou City praised me?

It's noisy!

Miss Jiang frowned, always feeling that being remembered by people in high positions was not something to be happy about.

I thought about it.

He replied politely.

【Thank you, you should do your best too】

Formulaic standard reply, click send and then glance at the next message.

As for the news about Hu Gugu and others afterwards.

Miss Jiang just replied casually and prepared to go to bed.

But when she lay down, she felt uncomfortable all over.

Then I thought of Ye Niang’s routine.

Miss Jiang picked up her phone again and typed a message to that damn guy.

[Tao Tao, from Ningzhou, was born on July 1983, 7 and died on October 28, 2001 at the age of 10]

[Cause of death: Unable to raise a dog]

[Death method: Stabbed to death by Jiang Ning]

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Shang Jie's house arrest was lifted.

same.

Luo Chengming also returned from another villa of the Luo family.

only.

This time I came back just to have a meal.

Because from today until graduation from high school.

The famous generals of Luocheng will live in the school.

This was not Luo Guosheng's request, nor was it Shang Jie's idea.

in contrast.

It was Luo Chengming’s own request.

It is said that this is to dispel those unnecessary rumors.

At the same time, I can study hard and try to get into a decent university.

to be frank.

When Shang Jie heard this for the first time.

She was stunned.

Then I suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of guilt.

Maybe.

Was this child just momentarily impulsive towards the opposite sex?

That's what it says.

But whenever I think of some of the things that happened at that time.

Shang Jie still felt a little uncomfortable.

perhaps.

Living on campus is really the best response to the turmoil at the moment.

noon.

The villa at Houghton Hall.

It's rare for the whole family to gather at one table.

Luo Guosheng sat in the main seat.

Shang Jie sat on the diagonal side, with her two children sitting on her left and right.

Luo Mingyue, 9, and Luo Zhengyang, 8.

As for the name of Luocheng.

He sat opposite Shang Jie and the others.

Drinking the bowl of soup in front of him quietly.

Take one bite.

"Mmm! This soup tastes really fresh and delicious."

"This is the chicken soup that Aunt Yang made all morning. If you like it, drink more."

Although Shang Jie had an inexplicable psychological aversion to Luo Chengming.

But on the surface, she still did everything a mother should do.

"Thank you, little mom."

Luo Chengming responded with a smile, then turned his gaze to Luo Guosheng.

"Dad, I think I missed a lot of courses before."

"I want to use my free time on Saturday and Sunday to go out and take some cram schools."

These words made everyone at the table stunned.

Even Luo Mingyue and Luo Zhengyang, two children who were concentrating on eating.

They all looked up in surprise.

Staring blankly at his 'brother'.

"you sure?"

Luo Guosheng frowned and looked at his son.

Trying to get some useful information from his expression.

But the strange thing is.

Even though his son's expression was a bit pretentious.

But for the first time, he didn't avoid my sight.

interesting.

Luo Guosheng put the chopsticks in his hand.

A moment of silence.

"Forget about the cram school."

"If you really need it, let Uncle Chen find you some tutors to give you extra lessons at home."

.........

The meal ended with such a simple conversation.

in the afternoon.

Shang Jie was sitting alone on the sofa, looking at some information.