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

When they saw the stacks of brand new old people's heads in the black bag.

The expressions on each face are so rich.

Shock.

stunned.

Just standing there in a daze.

Some even suspected that the money was fake.

of course.

The most interesting one is Ms. Zhou Xiao.

After a brief moment of surprise, she actually came in front of Du Xinrui.

He complained to himself and said that he didn't want to be like this.

Said he had no money.

The money in the family is all used to prepare for the wedding and so on.

Let Du Xinrui forgive her for Tang Li's sake and give her some support.

Tell the truth.

This shameless spirit.

It really opened Miss Jiang's eyes.

If Tang Tu hadn't scolded her so quickly, she wouldn't have been able to help but send her the most sincere blessings.

……

Wait until all the procedures are completed.

It was already past four in the afternoon.

Come out of the hospital.

Looking at the sun hanging in the distance.

A cold wind blew.

Miss Jiang shrank her neck.

Then he turned around and kindly comforted the somewhat gloomy Du:

"Don't be sad, Teacher Du."

"You've done everything you should have done."

"The rest is up to God's will."

...

"Ok, I know."

"Jiang Ning, I will find a way to pay you back today..."

Miss Jiang knew that Du Xinrui cared about the money.

After all, according to the contract.

The money left from the house sale was only about 200,000 yuan.

Miss Jiang spent five hundred thousand at once.

The price difference is not a small amount.

but…

Miss Jiang is so generous not to be a creditor...

"It's okay, Teacher Du."

“There’s no rush for this money.”

"Let's talk about it after you graduate."

then.

Then we talked about other things.

Just before boarding the bus.

Miss Jiang seemed to have thought of something.

He frowned and asked:

"Teacher Du."

"Once the transfer is successful, are you going to the hospital to accompany him often?"

Seeing Du Xinrui nodded.

Miss Jiang smacked her lips and pointed at the blonde girl behind her who was trying to communicate with her cousin.

"What should she do?"

Du Xinrui seemed to know what Miss Jiang was thinking.

Silence for a moment.

"I'll ask Tang Tu to take her to the studio. We just happen to have a holiday project that requires the use of musical instruments."

That's it.

Since Du Xinrui has made arrangements, that's fine.

Then...

sudden.

Miss Jiang thought of something.

Raised eyebrows.

"Teacher Du, I want to ask you something."

"what?"

"How's Betty English?"

"???"

.........

people say.

The best way to learn spoken English is to have face-to-face conversations with foreigners.

Just right.

Miss Jiang had heard Wang Jianguo say more than once that Meng Qing's spoken English was terrible.

It almost came to the point where I dared not speak.

and so.

When Meng Qing was unable to go abroad.

Just capture a blond foreigner alive and send him to the villa.

Help them practice speaking.

It can also be regarded as an alternative waste utilization.

of course.

Blonde Betty is not averse to being a spoken English teacher.

Even a little eager to try.

What a stupid foreign girl who doesn't know her place.

Miss Jiang laughed secretly.

It depends on how you feel when you face the repetitive “how are you” every day.

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When Miss Jiang returned to the school gate, it was already past five in the evening.

After giving my cousin a few words about things in the store, I prepared to get off the car.

As a result, the door just opened.

Then I saw Hu Gugu and an unfamiliar senior schoolmate walking towards me from across the street.

Yo.

Something is happening.

Miss Jiang raised her eyebrows.

I said goodbye to my eldest cousin.

Then he pinched his feet and went around behind Hu Gugu and the others.

Prick up your ears and start gossiping.

"…What to eat?"

"…Xiao Dong's sausage fried rice…?"

"Where's the spicy hot pot?"

“It smells too good…”

"Should we give it to Mingwei and the others..."

As I was listening, I suddenly realized that there was no sound.

Miss Jiang looked up and found that the two people in front had stopped.

Turning around, two pairs of eyes were looking at me.

This made Miss Jiang a little embarrassed.

"that…"

"Would you like to have dinner together?"

"My treat!"

...

five minutes later.

Xiao Min fried in the restaurant.

Many students passing by were surprised to find out.

In that fried rice restaurant filled with oil smoke.

At this moment, a pretty and lovely girl was sitting there, looking out of place.

Take a closer look.

It turned out to be the famous Jiang Yaojing from No. 1 Middle School.

"Hero, you also eat at street stalls?"

"nonsense."

Miss Jiang rolled her eyes.

He took the tissue next to him and wiped the oil stain in front of him.

“Why can’t I eat street food?”

Hear this.

The senior student next to her named Tao Rong smiled.

"The main reason is that they all think that a beautiful girl like you shouldn't sit here..."