Almighty is a real daughter, her vest has been torn down again

Chapter 316 Only she can see it

Mu Chen didn't insist on coming in, which made Jiang Yining breathe a sigh of relief.

After waiting for 2 minutes, the numbness and soreness in her feet subsided slightly, and she patiently climbed up.

She didn't open the door for him immediately. Instead, she opened the quilt and stuffed the painting book inside. After making sure that no corner of it was exposed, she went over to open the door.

Outside the door, Mu Chen was holding a cup of steaming milk.

He first looked the little girl up and down to make sure there was no obvious trauma, and then handed the cup over.

Jiang Yining took it, but before she could say thank you, the man in front of her suddenly squatted down and reached out to touch her ankle.

"Ugh! So numb!"

The numbness hit unexpectedly again. Jiang Yining trembled and almost poured the entire glass of milk onto Mu Chen.

She quickly endured the pain and took a step back.

"I'm not hurt! It's just numbness in my feet! Really!"

Mu Chen half-crouched on the ground, looking up at the little girl, her face flushed, holding a cup. She was obviously confused and didn't know how to place it, but she insisted on concealing the truth.

Like a little kitten showing its teeth and claws, it's so cute.

His Adam's apple rolled for a while, and then he spoke slowly:
"I heard you fall."

"You heard wrong! Illusion!"

Jiang Yining firmly refused to admit that he had fallen!

He didn't see it with his own eyes through the door, so that's what he guessed!

The guesses are all wrong!

The little girl likes to save face, so if she continues to tease her, she will probably have to spend a lot of time coaxing her.

He couldn't help but smile.

"Okay, Ning Ning didn't fall down. My brother heard me wrong. Does my brother want to apologize to you?"

His sudden concession made Jiang Yining feel a little embarrassed.

"There's no need to apologize, it was me who made the noise first...um...thank you for the milk!"

Mu Chen stood up and reached out to rub her hair.

"Silly boy, it's already eleven o'clock. Go to bed early. The cups will be washed tomorrow."

Jiang Yining nodded obediently, "Oh."

She returned to the room with the milk, locked the door, stood still for two seconds, and then suddenly squatted down on the spot.

Holding the warm cup tightly in her hands, she was so embarrassed that she couldn't help herself.

Whether he fell down and was discovered by him, or whether he drew his portrait unknowingly...

How could she do such a thing!
He took out the drawing book from the quilt, opened the page, pinched the edge of the sketch with his fingers, hesitated for a long time, and finally failed to tear it off.

...It was a very good painting, but it was a pity that it was torn apart like this.

Moreover, it seems cruel to tear up other people's portraits.

Forget it, keep it.

Jiang Yining closed the painting book, held it in his arms, and rolled onto the bed.

Anyway, she is the only one who can see it, so it doesn’t matter whether it’s torn or not, right?

Ok……

……

The next day, the mathematics competition was carried out in an orderly manner.

There were still many people in the examination center. Before Jiang Yining entered the examination room, he was stopped by reporters standing guard at the door and asked several questions.

Small questions like whether you are confident or nervous.

Jiang Yining answered them one by one. Just when she was about to move forward, the reporter scratched his hair and asked an extra question.

"Little classmate, did you also participate in yesterday's physics competition? I seem to have seen you before?"

It's not that the reporter has a superior memory and can remember hundreds of people, but that this little classmate is so outstanding that it's hard to forget.

However, in this kind of national competition, although each person can participate in at most two subjects, generally there are specializations in the arts, and two subjects and two honors also come with two risks.

What's more, those who can reach the semi-finals are all capable people. People who have reached the semi-finals in physics and mathematics...geniuses?
So he wasn't sure that he remembered correctly.

however--

"Yes." After receiving the definite answer, the reporter was a little surprised and subconsciously said, "Little classmate, you are so smart!"

"So is he."

Jiang Yining gestured behind the reporter.

The reporter looked over and saw a familiar figure again. He had interviewed this person yesterday!
At that time, he lamented that today’s top academics must be so good-looking.

Over there, Jiang Yining had already entered the examination center, and the reporter did not bother him. He pulled the cameraman to stop the young man.

"Little classmate, are you going to participate in the math competition today?"

The person who was stopped was none other than Meng Jingcheng.

The young man responded coolly.

"Ah."

"Do you know the little female classmate just now?"

Meng Jingcheng glanced in the direction of the walking figure and nodded slowly.

"Well, my classmate."

The reporter was surprised, "Wow, you two participated in a dual-subject competition together and were promoted together in both subjects?"

The probability of this is very small!
"Ah."

After asking a few more questions, the reporter let him go.

When Meng Jingcheng walked away, he asked the cameraman, "Did those two children get close-ups just now?"

The cameraman gave a thumbs up.

necessary.

Although the program is for education and learning, those who make news must also create content that caters to the taste of the general public based on the subject matter.

Save some traffic and get more bonuses!
At nine o'clock, the math competition started on time.

Compared with the tranquility in the examination room, the Ming family seemed very noisy.

For no other reason, the old lady's headache broke out again.

After taking painkillers, the masseur massaged her for another half an hour. Not only did the pain not go away, but it became more and more painful.

"Bring that little bitch here! Let her press it for me!" the old lady roared irritably.

The masseuse whispered:

"Old lady, please calm down. Your situation requires absolute stillness. It is not appropriate to get emotional."

The louder you yell, the more painful it will become, without any help in relieving it.

Mrs. Ming slapped the masseuse's hand away hard and yelled at her again:

"Trash, get out of here! It's of no use at all! Let Akang bring that bitch here!"

The masseur protected the painful hand and exited the treatment room in embarrassment.

Outside, Ye Tang was sitting half-reclined and half-lying on a lady's chair, with a fashion magazine on his knees. Sometimes he would pick up the steaming English Earl Gray tea on the small coffee table next to him, and sometimes he would flip through a page of the magazine. Freehand.

He heard movement from the door.

She raised her head, "Is the massage over?"

The masseuse shook his head, "The old lady has a headache. She said she wanted to find...the second lady."

After giving massage to the old lady of the Ming family for nearly a week, she had heard more or less about the affairs of this family.

I also know that the little bitch the old lady calls is actually the adopted daughter of this family.

Rich families have many chores.

Ye Tang sneered when he heard this.

"I understand. You should take a rest first. I asked the kitchen to prepare some breakfast for you. Eat some first. I may need your help next. Thank you for making this trip so early in the morning."

With that said, he called a servant and ordered the servant to lead the masseur to the restaurant.

The masseur gave her a strange look, said nothing, and followed the servant away.

This family is all eccentric, so it would be best for her to stay out of it.

Ye Tang stood up, straightened the wrinkles of his clothes slowly, and then walked slowly towards the treatment room.

(End of this chapter)