wanton coaxing

Chapter 40 The Jiang Family
While she was struggling with how to explain at the door, someone suddenly patted her on the back.

Chen Jingyao turned around, and Cheng Che's eyes lit up.

Zhou Chuling glanced down at the paper in her hand, and smiled with her lips curled up: "It's quite a coincidence."

"Yes, it's quite a coincidence." Chen Jingyao subconsciously hid the review in her hand behind her back.

Zhou Chuling waved the review on his hand, it was his and Jiang Yue's, and Jiang Yue returned to Jiang's house after class.

"Come on, let's go in."

But Chen Jingyao ran into a difficult situation at this moment.

If she was the only one, it would be fine to be criticized by the dean, but if he was there... She suddenly had the urge to drag You Wenchen, the culprit, out of the hospital bed and give him a beating.

Zhou Chuling knocked on the closed office door, but he walked in without hearing anyone answering from inside.

There is no one in the office, only the air conditioner that is still running.

It's great, the old bald head of the dean is not here, so I can stop listening to the long-winded meal.

Zhou Chuling put the review on the dean's desk and planned to leave, but when she turned around, she found that the girl was still standing at the door.

"You won't pay?" Zhou Chuling leaned against the desk, looking lazily at Chen Jingyao who was standing at the door.

Chen Jingyao gritted her teeth: "Help."

She walked in, put the written side upside down on the table, and pulled Zhou Chuling to leave: "Let's go."

But the paper was not thick. Zhou Chuling glanced at it and found that the ink stains only stayed on the top few lines.

He raised his hand around Chen Jingyao's head to pick up her copy of the self-criticism, and then smiled lightly: "Ha, do you still want to be reprimanded by that old bald man?"

Chen Jingyao let go and tugged at his hand, a dark red slowly appeared on her wheat-colored face: "I, I don't know how to write a review, so just scold me if you scold me."

She can't write even if you scold her, so let's do whatever I love.

Zhou Chuling casually glanced at her review, rubbed it twice and threw it directly into the trash can.

"What are you doing!?" Chen Jingyao's eyes widened, but she only got it out after a whole afternoon!

Zhou Chuling raised his eyebrows and said teasingly, "Yo? Are you going to be a murderer?"

As if being splashed with cold water, Chen Jingyao shut her mouth soberly in an instant.

she's not, she's not...

The golden sunlight hit Zhou Chuling's handsome face through the office window, and the silver earrings on his left ear shone darkly in the afterglow.

Seeing her terrified expression, Zhou Chuling didn't intend to tease her anymore, hooked the mouse line on the desktop, clicked on the computer a few times, and then the printer on the desktop started to work.

Chen Jingyao was even more frightened, and hurriedly glanced at the door and asked, "What are you doing again? Wait for the teacher to come back later."

Zhou Chuling picked up the paper spit out by the printer and waved it in the air: "Print the review."

Chen Jingyao was surprised for a moment, and then realized: "You don't want me to hand it over, do you?"

"Of course not." Chen Jingyao breathed a sigh of relief, but in the next second, Zhou Chuling said, "I will pay this, and you will pay me."

"That won't work, the teacher will definitely see the printed one!" Chen Jingyao flatly rejected him.

"The handwriting I used, anyway, that old bald man can't read it carefully." Zhou Chuling said while changing the name of her original review paper to hers.

"But in case..."

"It's not in case, it's not like I haven't done this before, and the old bald man didn't notice it either." Zhou Chuling interrupted her.

Seeing that she still didn't leave, he put his hand into the inner pocket of the leather jacket, took out a pack of cigarettes, and said in a frivolous and inarticulate tone, "If you don't leave, I'll choke you with cigarettes."

Chen Jingyao saw that he was holding the lighter, biting the butt of the cigarette and approaching the flames to light it, so she hurriedly turned and left.

She walked out with her head down for a while, still thinking in her mind, this man is really unreasonable.

Although it's annoying, but thinking about it, she couldn't help but want to laugh, and her heart was sore...

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Jiang Yue went to Jiang's house on a mountain bike after class.

Jiang Songlin would come to Jiang's house this afternoon because Jiang Songlin helped him deal with things. Another reason was that he thought that he hadn't come back to see Grandma Jiang for a long time.

No matter what Jiang Songlin did, Grandma Jiang really loved him, even though his mother divorced Mrs. Jiang because of her own son...

Jiang Yue didn't have the key to Jiang's house for a long time. He stood in front of the gate of the familiar yet unfamiliar villa, and silently rang the doorbell.

It was Mrs. Rong who came to open the door. After seeing Jiang Yue, she said with a smile on her face, "Master, you are back!"

Jiang Yue smiled and nodded: "Where's grandma?"

Aunt Rong smiled so that her face was full of creases, and she welcomed him in as she spoke: "Here, the old lady heard that Master said that you are coming back today, and she has been looking forward to it all afternoon."

Jiang Yue walked into the living room, but before seeing Grandma Jiang, he saw Zheng Xuyan coming out of the kitchen first.

"Xiaoyue is back."

Zheng Xuyan was wearing an apron, with a smile on her well-maintained face, and her long brown hair was a little messy behind her head.She acted like a good wife and mother.

Jiang Yue's eyes flashed past her coldly, the disgust in his eyes was self-evident.

"My dear grandson~"

A vigorous voice came from the corridor, and Grandma Jiang drove towards Jiang Yue in the wheelchair.

Grandma Jiang is seventy-three years old this year. She has silver hair and is a kind-looking old lady. Her figure is a bit bloated because she has been in a wheelchair all year round.

Grandma Jiang accidentally fell down the stairs at home when she was 60 years old, and her legs and feet have been inconvenient ever since.

Jiang Yue bent down and hugged her gently: "Is grandma okay?"

"Okay, the only bad thing is that I can't see you often." Grandma Jiang's tone was a bit coquettish and complaining.

Jiang Yue smiled: "The third year of high school is quite stressful."

Others don't know, but she, a grandmother, knows that her grandson just found a reason to prevaricate himself.

But thinking of the reason behind it, Grandma Jiang didn't even think about getting into trouble with him.

Zheng Xuyan stood not far away, quietly watching the grandparents and grandson reminiscing about the old days, her eyes were cold, but she could only maintain a stiff smile on her face.

She knew very well that the old lady loved her grandson too much, and because of this, although she married into the Jiang family, but because she did not give birth to a boy for the Jiang family, she could not be liked by the old lady no matter what.

Jiang Yue pushed Grandma Jiang into the room, but no one spoke to Zheng Xuyan.

An hour later, Jiang Songlin came back from get off work, and Zheng Xuyan thoughtfully stepped forward to undress him and carry his bag.

"Is Jiang Yue back?" Jiang Songlin asked.

Zheng Xuyan's expression darkened and then returned to normal: "Come on, the two of you are talking about yourself in Mom's room."

Jiang Songlin glanced at Zheng Xuyan who was still wearing an apron, and there was a burst of love in his eyes. He patted her hand and said, "You have worked hard."

This scene of the two happened to be bumped into by Jiang Yue who came out of Grandma Jiang's room.

(End of this chapter)