The real daughter returns, and she got out of Tsinghua University

Chapter 26

"Who is this……?"

Ji Xincheng hurriedly greeted Ji Mo to come over.

"Her name is Mo Mo. She was misunderstood by the hospital when she was born, and she just came back to us half a year ago."

Lu Jun stretched out his right hand, "Miss Mo Mo, nice to meet you, my name is Lu Jun."

"Hello, Mr. Lu." After speaking, he walked to the other side of the table and sat down.

Song Bijun rolled her eyes, the adults have not yet sat down, she is as calm and composed as the uncle, it is shameless.

At the end of the season, she didn't have the habit of talking when eating, and she ate very little, only a few bites of each food, and she put down her chopsticks when she was about [-]% full.

The concert is at eight o'clock, and the venue is in the Grand Theater next door, and it takes only three to five minutes to walk there.

She secretly looked at Lu Jun, wondering if she saw this Lu Jun in a financial magazine.

If it was him, he could indeed be called a young talent, but why didn't Ji Bingbing pursue Lu Jun, but hang himself on Lu Ziyin's crooked neck tree?
As if aware of Ji Mo Mo's scrutiny, Lu Jun put down the teacup in his hand and asked with a smile, "Miss Mo Mo is still studying?"

Song Bijun's complexion changed. In public, she was most afraid of being asked about the school she went to at the end of the season. It was simply a big stain on their family.

"I'm studying in a junior college." The end of the season said flatly.

"What major are you studying?"

"finance."

At this time, Song Bijun's face was so gloomy that she could drip water, and she said in a shrill voice, "Mo, go and see if there are any dishes left."

At the end of the season, he sat still, picked up the bell on the table, and soon the waiter came in.

"The lady asked if the food was ready."

"It's all ready, please use it slowly."

Song Bijun was so angry that his chest hurt.

It's really something that can't be put on the table, and the reason to dismiss her is to protect her, so as not to embarrass herself in front of outsiders, but she is good enough to tell others that she is studying in a rubbish junior college.

"Mr. Lu, come, eat some fruit, Bingbing, my mother will criticize you, why didn't you take good care of your little uncle?"

Ji Bingbing quickly forked a piece of fruit and handed it over.

Damn it, she didn't have a chance to mention the internship to Lu Jun all night.

He has a law firm in the capital, and he has recruited first-class lawyers in the country. If he can get an internship there, not only will her face be bright, but even Ji's business in Ningcheng will increase.

Her grand plan is due to the extra variable of "the end of the season".

The dead girl is very good at pretending. She used to sit and eat, and she had no table manners, but today she seems to be a different person.

She must know Lu Jun's identity and wanted to get his attention on purpose.

Ah!She succeeded, and Lu Jun didn't say a word to her all night, he was concerned about where she was studying.

This is even better, Lu Jun is such an amazingly talented person, he will definitely not like a scumbag who fails every year and cheats in exams.

Afraid that Lu Jun would talk to the end of the season again, Song Bijun kept looking for topics, and finally when the time came to seven o'clock, Ji Bingbing was going to the Grand Theater to prepare for the performance.

"It's a pity. I'll go to Miss Ji's concert next time when I have time."

Song Bijun opened his mouth wide in shock, "Lu, Mr. Lu, are you not going?"

"I'm so sorry, I'm so useless!"

He said goodbye to Ji Xincheng politely, and when he walked up to Ji Momo, he suddenly stamped his feet, "Miss Mo Mo, I met Mrs. Ji in a foreign country, and she was full of love when she talked about you. If you have a chance, please come to my house as a guest, I will Live in Ningcheng for a while."

At the end of the season, he nodded, which was considered to be an acceptance of his invitation.

"Ah? Mr. Lu, are you leaving now? Let Bingbing perform a piece of cello for you, okay? It won't take you too long."

(End of this chapter)