The Red Chamber: Hang Qin Keqing at the start

Chapter 159 [159] Pretending to be a boyfriend?Xue Baochai's wonderful request!

In fact, Xue Baochai didn't know that Jia Qiang was the chairman of Hangzhou Private No. [-] Middle School, nor did she know that Jia Qiang's family was rich.

Xue Baochai simply likes Jia Qiang, just like many adolescent girls when they first fall in love.

Jia Qiang was stunned for a few seconds, then smiled and said, "Okay, then I will help you with this!"

Xue Baochai nodded and smiled slightly: "Okay, thank you, I will send you the time and place of the Investment Promotion Conference, and we will meet at the entrance of the venue."

Unexpectedly, Lin Daiyu saw the scene where they were talking.

Lin Daiyu's heart was sour, as if she had knocked over the jar of vinegar, causing her to be out of her mind all afternoon.

After school, Lin Daiyu and Jia Qiang walked to the bus stop together.

After hesitating for a few minutes, Lin Daiyu plucked up her courage and asked Jia Qiang:

"What is Xue Baochai looking for at noon today?"

Jia Qiang didn't want to hide it, because he knew that lovers must be honest with each other in order to maintain trust.

If you cover up and lie a lot, it will definitely lead to mutual suspicion and break up the relationship.

Therefore, Jia Qiang said truthfully: "It's like this, Xue Baochai wants me to pretend to be her boyfriend, and go to a business promotion conference with her this Saturday."

Lin Daiyu coquettishly said with displeasure: "She asked you to pretend to be her boyfriend, so you agreed?"

Jia Qiang chuckled lightly and said, "Yes, don't think too much, it's just pretending, it's not real."

Lin Daiyu's face softened a little, and she said coquettishly, "Then I will go with you!"

Knowing that she was afraid of being snatched away by Xue Baochai, Jia Qiang pampered her nose with her fingers and joked with a smile:
"Okay, you can be my personal secretary."

"It's disgusting! Who wants to be close to you?"

Lin Daiyu blushed and reproached, but with a happy smile on the corners of her eyes and brows, she said softly:
"Come to my house this Saturday morning, and I'll give you something to eat."

Jia Qiang asked with a smile, "Is it delicious?"

Lin Daiyu also realized it, raised her small pink fist and hit Jia Qiang's chest, and said coquettishly and annoyed:
"Big villain, I mean, where are you going?"

Jia Qiang laughed jokingly and said, "It's because you're not innocent, you made up some images yourself, right?"

The two laughed and quarreled for a while, and then went back to the classroom.

Time flies, time flies.

In a blink of an eye, it was Saturday.

Jia Qiang went to Lin Daiyu's house as scheduled in the morning.

In order to create opportunities for her and Jia Qiang to be alone, Lin Daiyu's parents went out early in the morning to buy ingredients, leaving Lin Daiyu alone at home.

Lin Daiyu was embarrassed to serve Jia Qiang noodles, but stewed a bowl of oxtail soup for Jia Qiang, and also fried a plate of beef rice noodles.

Jia Qiang picked up the oxtail soup and said with an embarrassed smile, "Is this soup too nourishing? I'm worried that I'll get a nosebleed after drinking it."

Lin Daiyu's pretty face was slightly red, and she smiled shyly with lowered eyebrows:
"Don't you guys all like to watch that kind of movie? I want to make up for you."

"Uh"

Jia Qiang wanted to explain a few words at first, but felt that the explanation was just a cover-up, and it might become more and more black, so she had to drink up the oxtail soup in silence.

After eating, Jia Qiang and Lin Daiyu took a taxi to the venue of the Investment Promotion Conference.

Xue Baochai was standing at the entrance of the venue, holding a pink oil-paper umbrella in his hand.

She was wearing a pink cheongsam with high slits on the side of the skirt, revealing her long legs that were as white as jade.

Different from Lin Daiyu's Danfeng eyes, Xue Baochai has a pair of round and big almond eyes.

Coupled with the cheongsam she was wearing and the oil-paper umbrella in her hand, she looked like a classical beauty who came out of an ink painting.

Unlike Xue Baochai, Lin Daiyu wore a fuchsia tight-fitting T-shirt today, a pair of low-rise denim shorts, and a pair of white sneakers.

The whole body exudes a youthful and energetic sports atmosphere.

When Lin Daiyu saw Xue Baochai, her red phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, shining with jealousy and hostility.

A trace of surprise and displeasure also flashed across Xue Baochai's watery almond eyes.

"Jia Qiang, you're here! Lin Daiyu, why are you here too?" Xue Baochai greeted her with her lips parted.

"What? You only want Jia Qiang to come, don't you welcome me?" Lin Daiyu asked coldly.

Xue Baochai's face froze, then she pursed her lips and smiled slightly:
"Daiyu, what you said is outrageous. You are also my classmate. How could I not welcome you?"

Lin Daiyu managed to squeeze out a smile, and replied half-truthfully:

"I was just joking with you, why do you take it seriously?"

Jia Qiang found that the atmosphere was not right, coughed twice, and smoothed things over:

"The meeting is about to start, let's hurry in!"

The tense atmosphere eased a little, Xue Baochai and Lin Daiyu each had their own concerns, and accompanied Jia Qiang to the venue, one on the left and the other on the right.

The two class flowers competed secretly, and they both walked very close to Jia Qiang, so that the arms and fragrant shoulders of the two class flowers touched Jia Qiang from time to time.

Feeling the soft touch and the girl's body fragrance, Jia Qiang felt refreshed and happy while her heart fluttered.

Especially when Xue Baochai was walking around, the big white legs at the slit on the side of the cheongsam would flicker, as if a feather was constantly tickling Jia Qiang's heart.

And Lin Daiyu is not inferior, because she is wearing denim shorts, when she twists her hips and swings her hips, her buttocks are rounder and more upright than Xue Baochai.

Her plump and round buttocks are like a seductive fishhook, and when she swayed slightly, her hip waves rippled breathtakingly, hooking Jia Qiang's heart tightly.

Amidst the beating heartbeat of a deer, Jia Qiang walked into the venue slowly accompanied by two class flowers.

There are rows of single sofas in the venue, and a podium more than one meter high stands opposite these sofas.

There is a table in the middle of the podium, and a microphone is placed on the table.

Jia Qiang and the two class flowers took the corner seats in the last row and sat down side by side.

Some people came into the venue one after another. Most of these people were middle-aged people, and there were also a few young people, probably from the rich second generation.

When these rich second generations saw Lin Daiyu and Xue Baochai beside Jia Qiang, their eyes showed envy and jealousy.

Although there is no shortage of beauties around these rich and young, those vulgar fans cannot be compared with Lin Daiyu and Xue Baochai.

The looks of these two class flowers are as high as 95 points or more, comparable to popular first-line female stars.

Therefore, these rich second generations coveted the two class flowers, hungrily, and felt like being scratched by a cat's paw, with an unbearable itchiness.

But he didn't know what Jia Qiang was behind, so he didn't dare to provoke Jia Qiang for the time being.

Among the guests, a foreign man with yellow hair and blue eyes caught Jia Qiang's attention.

Next to this person, there was a blonde beauty who seemed to be the foreigner's secretary.

(End of this chapter)