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He doesn't need friends either.

So when Cheng Weiyue said this, he just felt it was ridiculous: "Friend? Give me the money, and I'll be your friend."

Cheng Weiyue was brought up pampered, her father Cheng Cun only had his daughter at the age of 40, and it is not an exaggeration to say that she is doted on in every possible way, so she always has a little pocket money.

The little girl touched her bulging purse: "No, I'm going to my grandparents' house today and give them the money."

The smile on Jiang Jinran's lips widened.

Very well, she has money, and she doesn't plan to give it to herself yet.

Jiang Jinran planned to knock her out, take her money, and leave Nan En, the woman who made him irritated.

With such a little girl like bean sprouts, he should be able to subdue her without much effort, right?

Jiang Jinran thought so, and was already planning to make a move.

But Cheng Weiyue suddenly took out a lollipop from her pocket and gave it to him.

"I can't give you the money. Grandpa has a toothache. I have to save this money for grandpa's dentures, but I can give you my candy." Cheng Weiyue handed the candy to Jiang Jinran: "Give it to you, It's my favorite strawberry flavor."

Jiang Jinran was stunned for a long time.

And Cheng Weiyue didn't mind, and said to herself: "Did you do something wrong and your mother locked you up at home? I'll bring you something to eat every day from now on. What do you like to eat? How about Haoliyou Pie? "

Jiang Jinran obviously felt that Cheng Weiyue was very noisy, but he didn't know what happened that day, under Cheng Weiyue's lovely gaze, he actually took the candy.

It was just such a candy that completely changed her trajectory.

It's no fun to kill people, Cheng Weiyue is so stupid that she didn't realize her malice, so she actually gave her candy, which is quite interesting.

So he just accepted Nan En's arrangement.

Almost every day, Cheng Weiyue would pick up the keys he threw down from the second floor and give him something.

Sometimes it’s half a bag of potato chips, sometimes it’s half an apple, sometimes it’s a handful of cheap candy in assorted colors wrapped in glass wrappers.

Cheng Weiyue can bring him fresh gadgets every day.

Jiang Jinran likes to watch her bouncing around on the second floor. There are different hairpins on her twin ponytails every day, which is really cute.

If you take her head clip away, she will cry, right?

In the past, Jiang Jinran would have been excited by such an idea.

The panic and sadness of others will only make him feel excited.

But at this moment, he actually felt bad.

For the sake of snacks, he should not make her uncomfortable.

Jiang Jinran was immersed in the memories of the past, until Cheng Weiyue shook his chopsticks in front of his eyes: "What are you thinking?"

Jiang Jinran regained his senses, raised his eyebrows and said, "I'm not thinking about anything."

"Jiang Jinran, is your soup getting cold?" Cheng Weiyue asked, "Aren't you still drinking?"

Jiang Jinran lazily said: "Forget it, I'm too lazy to drink, Cheng Weiyue, is there anything else you like to eat?"

Cheng Weiyue hurriedly said: "You don't want Aunt Nan En to do it, do you? It's too much trouble, no need."

"What's the trouble?" Jiang Jinran said in a natural tone: "Just let her do it."

Cheng Weiyue looked at him disapprovingly: "As a child, you can't always burden your parents."

Jiang Jinran has learned the rules of living in society and knows how to disguise his true self.

So he said: "It's okay, my mother was going to cook, and all the things I brought you are leftovers."

Cheng Weiyue was still as stupid as she was when she was a child, she really didn't doubt it at all, she felt a little relieved: "That's good, otherwise it will be too much trouble for Auntie."

What's the trouble?That's all she has to offer.

Jiang Jinran didn't say this, he took the thermos away and said goodbye to Cheng Weiyue.

After watching her finish eating, his mood improved a lot.

Nan En has been waiting in the car at the door, and when she saw Jiang Jinran bending over, she didn't speak.

The partition in the back seat of the car was punched up.

Nan En looked at the child coming out of his stomach, feeling strange.

She tremblingly said: "Ran Ran, Mom wants to ask you a question."

Jiang Jinran remained silent, motioning for her to ask.

Nan En took a deep breath: "Did you return to China because Weiyue and Zhou Jingwei were together?"

Jiang Jinran sneered and acquiesced.

Nan En's face was pale, and his figure was crumbling: "You have lived a good life, Ran Ran, you have everything that many people dare not expect in their lives, and the power in your hands is no worse than that of the Zhou family. Why?"

"What why?" Jiang Jinran looked at Nan En impatiently, with a half smile: "Mom, don't ask what you shouldn't ask."

"You still blame me" Nan En said here, covering his face and crying: "Monster, you monster"

Jiang Jinran didn't respond.

It seems that the person who is crying at this moment is not his close relative.
After the morning class ended, Cheng Weiyue was left alone.

"Mr. Stephen, what can I do?" Cheng Weiyue looked at her mentor and asked in confusion.

"Weiyue, there is a guest from your country who wants to see you." Stephen's tone was very excited, his red beard curled up: "You will be very happy to see her."

The "she" in Stephen's words made Cheng Weiyue confused.

But she had no reason to refuse, so she could only follow Stephen.

In the school conference room, Cheng Weiyue saw Chu Manxiao for the first time.

This is a very dignified and kind face, with an elegant posture and ceremonial clothes, it is easy to make people feel kind.

Sitting on the leather seat, she saw Cheng Weiyue coming in, she got up slowly, her smile deepened little by little: "Hello, Cheng Weiyue, I'm Chu Manxiao."

In Cheng Weiyue's mind, Zhong Qing's cold tombstone flashed across.

Zhong Qing's death weighed heavily on her heart, and the woman in front of her was a thief who stole Zhong Qing's life and honor.

The one who should leave his name in the textbook has always been Zhong Qing.

Cheng Weiyue didn't know what kind of expression he should use to face her, the surge of blood was inevitable, and her face was cold.

The romantic and enthusiastic Stephen interpreted the silence between the two as a reservedness unique to Chinese people.

"It must be that I am here, which has affected you. I am leaving now, and you can talk slowly."

After Stephen finished speaking cheerfully, he lowered his voice and whispered in Cheng Weiyue's ear, "Director Chu Manxiao appreciates you very much, Weiyue, please come on."

Cheng Weiyue's expression remained calm.

And before Stephen left, he didn't forget to pat Cheng Weiyue on the shoulder as a sign of encouragement.

Chu Manxiao looked at Cheng Weiyue's stiff posture and thought she was nervous, so she smiled slightly and said, "Is this the first time you see a real person, and you feel a little uncomfortable?"