Master Rong gave kisses day and night, but the little ancestor drew her sword

Chapter 20 You beast!

"Who told you that?"

"Don't worry about it, I'll just ask you if it's right! When are you going to take it home to see, your dad and I are already prepared." Rong's mother had a smile on her face.

"It's nothing, don't make wild guesses." Although Rong Zhixing said so, a petite figure flashed in Rong Zhixing's mind, quickly occupying all his rationality, making him unable to think .

"No?" After all, it's his own mother, and Rong's mother still understands Rong Zhixing. Judging from his prevarication, there is something wrong with it, "You don't have a crush on him, do you? Although you are older and have a bad temper , but at least you have inherited the beauty and excellent IQ of me and your father, so you can't even catch up with a girl?"

These words were like a knife stabbing into Rong Zhixing's heart, cutting his bloody heart open again.

"Mom, you..."

"Call me right! You don't have to be unconfident. In your situation, chasing girls is not complicated. As long as you are willing to put your heart into it, it's easy to catch."

Rong Zhixing seemed to be moved for a moment, but he quickly shook his head and denied himself, "Okay, she is still young now, let's not think about these things for a few years."

"But you are not young, you are thirty, when do you plan to get married, forty? Both your father and I have already died in the loess, you are waiting for us to die before taking your grandson to the grave to worship us ?"

"Mom, don't worry about it. I'll take care of my own affairs."

"It's up to you? You have no hope in this life on your own. How old is the other party? I'll give you advice." Rong's mother rubbed her hands together, showing the posture of a military adviser.

Seeing that Rong Zhixing did not speak, Rong's mother had a vague premonition in her heart, "How old is the other party? 25? Although the difference is a few years, it is still considered a golden age difference..."

Seeing that Rong Zhixing remained unmoved, the corners of Rong's mother's mouth twitched, "Isn't it, 23?"

"Second...it won't be as big as Xiaoxiao, right?"

Rong Zhixing's eyes finally changed.

After Rong's mother finished interpreting, she mercilessly picked up the pillow on the sofa and threw it out, "You are such a beast!"

"Didn't you just say you were in a hurry to get married?"

"Are you speaking human language? Do I know how young he is? Isn't it like asking me to watch Xiaoxiao find a 30-year-old man? Can I not be angry!"

At this time, Rong's mother was already in a panic, and the more she looked at him, the more she disliked her.

Rong Zhixing raised his eyelids, he was extremely lazy, and leaned against the wall in a somewhat unscrupulous manner, "How can you be an old man at 30? We are very responsible at this age, it's better than those in their early twenties The kid is strong, no matter if it is financial ability or ability, I am better."

"Yes, it's better than living ten years longer." Rong's mother rolled her eyes and went back to the house angrily.

Only Rong Zhixing was left alone, lost in thought.

A ten-year age difference...is it really unacceptable?
He turned around and was about to go back to the room, but he caught a glimpse of the empty trash can, and the fragments of the pottery cups in it were gone.

Is it thrown away?
The recent weather is a bit strange. One second, it was clear and scorching sun, and the next second, it was pouring rain in the afternoon.

Everything was swaying in the heavy rain, Jiang Xiao lay on the desk, looked at the raindrops rolling down the window in front of him, and sighed.

What she held in her hand was a assembled pottery cup with several cracks.

It is said that a broken mirror is reunited, but in reality, broken things will never return to their original state.

Now in Jiang Xiao's eyes, this ugly cup already has its own unique beauty.

She deliberately chose a bouquet of dried flowers and inserted them inside, which turned into a strange work of art.

As if thinking of something suddenly, Jiang Xiao took out his mobile phone and took a picture of this cup of flower arrangement, with a rainy scene in the background.

Then she only took a screenshot of the upper part with the dried flowers, clicked on Weibo, changed her profile picture, and then posted a Weibo with the same photo.

[On days without sun, the heart is also raining. 】

It didn't take long for a lot of comments to pop up below.

[Yu Weida finally remembered her password! 】

【Is this the rhythm of a new song coming out!The days without the sun was written to the queen last year, and the heart is raining is written to the queen!What is the next song, looking forward to it. 】

Jiang Xiao felt better after seeing the fans' comments. She hid her little thoughts that no one had noticed, and left all the pain to herself to lick.

Just after putting down the phone, Jiang Cijiu came over and knocked on the door, "Xiaoxiao, there's a message from Rong Zhixing. They want to see your next work before deciding whether to cooperate."

Even though we met, the impression left was not good, but it does not mean that the work is not good, so Rong Zhixing chose to wait and see first.

Jiang Xiao opened the door, and the two discussed the matter carefully.

"Are you ready for the next song? Xu Sailin, the diva I worked with last year, invited you to compose for this year's new album. What do you think?"

"Let's continue. I think Sister Celine is beautiful and kind. It's my honor to compose her music. As for Brother Zhixing, their company should have a dedicated team, right? I probably won't meet him. Bar?"

"Indeed, there is indeed a dedicated person responsible for choosing the theme song for the endorsement, but are you sure you can do it with such a heavy workload?"

Jiang Xiao swollen her cheeks in anger, hugged her small shoulders, and accused him in a soft voice, "A Ci, you underestimated me again! Forgot that I was able to write three demos in one night with a high fever last year?"

"Okay, okay, you are the best, then I will reply, then you can contact Xu Sailin yourself, as for Rong Zhixing, I will help you deal with it first."

There are not so many courses in the junior year, and Jiang Xiao's professional level no longer needs to be tested, so she seldom goes to school.

I went back to school today to find Chen Cheng and return him the tickets to the game.

When she appeared at the door of the student union, everyone around Chen Cheng started booing.

Jiang Xiao felt embarrassed and said bravely: "Senior Brother Chen, can you come out for a while, I have something to talk to you."

"Senior brother, hurry up and get out, my junior sister is waiting for you!" The people next to him pushed and pushed him, speaking frivolously, and he stared at him to be honest.

Jiang Xiao didn't expect to see Zhu Weiran in the crowd, her gaze subconsciously dodged, ignoring the faint smile on her mouth.

After finally waiting for Chen Cheng to come out, Jiang Xiao pulled him to the corner of the corridor, and then handed over the ticket in his hand.

Afterwards, Chen Cheng's gaze under the lens gradually dimmed, and the smile on the corner of his mouth froze, "What, what's wrong?"

"I've already got the ticket, you should give this ticket to someone else, otherwise it would be a waste of a quota."

"That's it." Chen Cheng pretended to smile casually, then put away the ticket, pretending to be natural on the surface, "Since you're here, let's have dinner together at noon?"

(End of this chapter)