Xue Chuchu carefully read through their conversation and couldn’t help but feel that their roles seed a bit reversed? Normally, it should be Jiang Ning using this tone to placate Tongtong.
Xue Chuchu, being quite perceptive, asked: "What did you do to upset Jiang Ning?"
This question was asked so beautifully, it left Tongtong at a loss. She thought to herself, ’I can’t possibly tell you I called you a slly woman in front of him, can I?’
...
At one o’clock in the afternoon, it’s possibly the warst ti of the day in winter.
Jiang Ning and Tongtong made up, and he explained about the ice skating plans, preparing to pick up Bai Yuxia, to which Xue Yuantong agreed, reminding him to ride safely.
Next door, Zhang Ruyun had just finished lunch a short while ago and was playing badminton with Mr. Qian to help digest his food.
Seeing Jiang Ning pushing out his electric bike, Zhang Ruyun found a mont to ask, "Where are you going?"
Jiang Ning: "Just running so errands."
Mr. Qian: "Tsk tsk, you’re quite busy this winter break, busier than Ruyun even."
Jiang Ning hadn’t even bothered to respond to Mr. Qian when the old fellow, while playing badminton after a al and shouting at the sa ti, ended up with a stomachache, clutching his side and groaning.
Jiang Ning laughed, "At your age, you shouldn’t overdo it."
Saying this, he mounted his electric bike and, like a sharp sword, disappeared into the cold wind and out of sight of the bungalow.
Mr. Qian sat by the door for a while to recover before saying, "That boy Jiang Ning doesn’t have any respect for the elderly at all."
Zhang Ruyun agreed, "Indeed, he really doesn’t."
What he sees is Jiang Ning’s lack of respect for Mr. Qian and his bullying of Dongdong, being sowhat of a local tyrant at the river dam.
His righteous father went to stop him, but ended up being pressured by Jiang Ning into a bet, though thankfully his father didn’t hold a grudge like Jiang Ning.
Thinking of this, Zhang Ruyun went inside to pour a bowl of hot water and offered it to Mr. Qian, saying, "Take your ti recovering."
Mr. Qian took a sip and praised, "It’s still you, Ruyun, who knows how to be steady and reliable. You’ll surely live a stable life in the future."
Zhang Ruyun accepted the complint with composure, as Mr. Qian had been sowhat of a benefactor to him.
His choice of the civil engineering major had been under Mr. Qian’s guidance when he was just a high school student without connections, and having guidance from such an experienced teacher during a confusing ti in life was indeed a great kindness.
It’s now 2015, and Zhang Ruyun is currently a sophomore. In 2013 when he filled out his college entrance exams, it’s no exaggeration to say that the real estate boom was at its peak, making civil engineering a golden career choice.
From 2008 until now, the real estate industry has created the most wealthy individuals compared to any other industry in the past decade or so, and he feels imnsely grateful for choosing civil engineering.
Of course, no one at this mont could predict that this ga of musical chairs would soon collapse...
"Yes, you have to be practical; my girlfriend loves my maturity the most," Zhang Ruyun thought of his simple and non-materialistic girlfriend with great satisfaction.
Mr. Qian advised, "Even if you don’t have a partner now, after you graduate and start earning a high salary, you definitely won’t worry about introductions; your door will be plagued by matchmakers."
Hearing this, Zhang Ruyun couldn’t help but feel elated.
He glanced over at Jiang Ning’s house for a quick comparison. In terms of looks, okay, maybe Jiang Ning was slightly more handso, but his own steadiness and reliability made him much more mother-in-law friendly!
Otherwise, you see, Jiang Ning doesn’t have a girlfriend!
Although the neighbor’s Xue Chuchu got along well with him, they didn’t have any relationship!
Unlike him, who had a girlfriend, with whom he could hold hands.
Thinking this, Zhang Ruyun felt he had won quite a bit.
He felt having a girlfriend was a great advantage, otherwise, why would so foreign countries impose a singles tax?
The sense of superiority within Zhang Ruyun was just imnse!
Xue Yuantong didn’t want to listen to them chattering about Jiang Ning. She took her phone and returned to Jiang Ning’s bedroom.
She took out her phone, prepared to tell Jiang Ning that people were talking bad about him, only to find soone had started a group call in their class chat group.
She checked the records and understood the context. It turned out that Pang Jiao had taken a taxi to her relatives’ house, and the taxi driver, after so small talk, had started flirting with her.
Pang Jiao comnted, "He’s almost forty and still making advances towards a young girl like , so disgusting!"
Wang Yan Yan: "Sister, you mustn’t give in; keep all the evidence safe."
Duan Shigang: "?"
Liu Chuandao: "?"
Cui Yu: "Don’t dream the impossible!"
After being sarcastically teased by her classmates, Pang Jiao angrily responded, "I’m starting a group call now; listen for yourselves!"
A lot of people joined the group call at that mont, and Xue Yuantong slipped in silently, then turned off her mic to listen quietly.
From the loudspeaker ca the thick voice of the driver: "Young lady, do you have a boyfriend?"
Pang Jiao deliberately shouted cutely, "Nope, I’m still single."
The driver asked again, "Then do you have soone you like?"
Pang Jiao firmly replied, "No, I don’t plan on dating or getting married in the future."
After she finished this sentence, the driver fell silent.
Pang Jiao took the chance to speak in the group chat: "See, see, now revealing his disgusting intentions!"
Wang Yan Yan: "Oh dear, Jiaojiao, you have to protect yourself."
Pang Jiao: "Thanks for the concern, sister."
ng Gui denied: "Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
He believed it was staged.
Wang Yan Yan was just about to type when a deep admonishnt ca from the driver in the group call: "Young lady, even if you’re ugly, you should still date and get married!"
The following voice call beca very chaotic, sounding like the roars of a wild beast, making it impossible to hear what was being said, and Tongtong hung up the call quietly.
...
East of Huzhou Finance University.
Jiang Ning rode his cool titanium-gray electric bike into Yu Lake Bay District, a purely villa neighborhood that had been around for so years, its exterior architecture still well preserved and not like the later high-rises that began to peel within ten years.
The landscaping in the community was quite good, though unfortunately, it was winter, and the various flowers and plants had withered.
The inside of the community seed to be newly renovated, with the children’s play area looking brand new.
Jiang Ning maneuvered around the artificially iced lake in the center of the community, heading to the villa with the best location. Looking up, he saw Bai Yuxia waiting downstairs for him.
The lights on Jiang Ning’s electric bike flickered, like it was winking.
Bai Yuxia stepped forward, her eyes smiling: "You’re here quite early."
Jiang Ning replied, "You know my riding skills."
Bai Yuxia gave a knowing smile; she indeed knew, Jiang Ning even liked to show off his motorcycle skills.
"Shall we go now?" Jiang Ning asked.
Bai Yuxia, empty-handed as if without luggage, seed unprepared for the overnight stay. That wouldn’t do.
"How about going upstairs for a cup of tea?" Bai Yuxia, understanding etiquette, thought it wouldn’t do if soone ca all this way and couldn’t even get a cup of hot tea; at least sothing to warm up.
Just as she was about to lead Jiang Ning upstairs, around the corner of the building appeared an elegant middle-aged man, about 180 cm tall, wearing glasses, clearly an intellectual.
Bai Yuxia hesitated for a mont and called out, "Dad, you’re back?"
Bai Wenhan approached, giving Jiang Ning a once-over. Earlier in the year, when his daughter was out having hotpot in the evening, he had picked her up, and had t Jiang Ning once.
Back then, he thought the young man was good, not less handso than he was in his youth, smart, with a gentle deanor. Looking again now, he didn’t know why but the young man seed to have gained a bit of youthful sharpness.
"You’re Jiang Ning, right? Yuxia has ntioned you at ho," Bai Wenhan said politely, not showing any displeasure on his face, even though he felt a bit uneasy about this boy being so close to his daughter.
Jiang Ning replied, "Yes, I’m Bai Yuxia’s classmate. This ti I invited her to the river dam to play."
He also glanced at Bai Yuxia’s father, unlike ordinary middle-aged n with a potbelly, he was well-maintained, his brows and eyes retained much of his handsoness, his temperant and manner of speaking were very pleasant, the very epito of a charismatic middle-aged uncle.
Bai Wenhan invited, "Co upstairs and sit for a while."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Ning looked at his flashy titanium-gray electric bike, then at Bai Wenhan, suddenly asking, "Uncle, is it okay if I park my bike in front of your house?"
Bai Wenhan glanced at the flashy bike and, for so reason, felt a sudden twinge of teeth gnashing?
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