Marriage as a Game

Chapter 53 Shang Jianghan will live in the house next door

There was an old player in the living room. Shen Chaoxi was flipping through the discs to find some old songs, so he squatted there to study how to use this thing.

The conversation between the Zhong siblings is still going on.

After a round of mutual insults, Jong Suk-hee said.

"Be prepared, Shang Jianghan will be living in the house next door."

Zhongli spurted out a mouthful of soda.

"why?"

There are two households on each floor here. For safety reasons, the Zhong family bought the entire floor and planned to have two aunties who would help live next door.

"You are asking this even though you already know the answer. Aunt Bai has been trying like crazy these past few days to introduce him to marriage partners. Jiang Han can't stand it anymore, so he has to use you as a shield again! If you live over there, he can move over there too. That way, Aunt Bai won't make a fuss!"

The disc was a bit old and sharp. Shen Chaoxi's finger cut a small cut on the edge. Although the cut was not deep, blood was oozing out. She took out a tissue and pressed it.

Zhongli tilted her head just in time to see her movements, and she said goodbye to Zhong Shuoxi.

"I won't talk to you anymore. My classmate's hand is injured. Let me see if it's serious! Hang up first, hang up first!"

A western restaurant in the north of the city.

Jong Suk Hee felt a little confused when the call was hung up.

He checked the time on his phone and looked around.

Ah!
I've been on at least ten blind dates, and this was the first time I was late!

There is a high possibility of being stood up!

Zhong Shuoxi whistled in a good mood.

The chair opposite was pulled away forcefully, and the sound of it creaking echoed all around.

If the entire floor was not booked, the return rate would probably be very high.

"Do you have a grudge against the stool?" Zhong Shuoxi saw who was coming and laughed slyly, then asked: "Why are you here? I'm on a blind date, with you? It's not that you are dressed so formally, it won't be..."

Shang Jianghan looked down at his attire. He was wearing a black haute couture suit, a white shirt, and a red and blue twill tie.

If it weren't for the color of the tie, he would have thought he was going to attend some solemn occasion!

Shang Jianghan sat down casually and lit a cigarette for himself. His dark eyes moved in the hazy smoke and he glanced around.

"Was stood up?" No emotion could be heard.

Looking at the man who grew up with him and smoked skillfully and lazily, Jong Suk-hee was speechless for a moment.

There were voices and the sound of high-heeled leather shoes hitting the ground coming from the corner of the stairs in front of him, and he looked over.

The visitors were two important representatives of the circle of noble ladies in Beijing.

"Mrs. Shang, Mrs. Zhong, please come this way!" The restaurant manager led the way in front of them with an earnest attitude.

Looking away, Jong Suk-hee sighed helplessly.

This is a blind date together!

Or he was escorted by his parents to come for a blind date!

"Let's go to the third floor and not disturb them." Liang Jing didn't expect to meet Bai Jinyu. She took her hand and walked towards the elevator. "You don't look very well recently. Are you suffering from insomnia again?"

"Well, I can't sleep well at night because of all the troubles at home!" Bai Jinyu said with dissatisfaction, "The old one is troublesome, and the young one is disobedient!" "You should go see a Chinese doctor. There is a traditional Chinese medicine doctor in the south of the city who is very accurate in taking pulses. You can relax. Look at me. My two ancestors would go against me one by one. I was also worried in the early years, but now I just let it go!
…My eldest uncle is back. He has never been married, but he suddenly said yesterday that he wanted to get married and hold a wedding. We thought he was just looking for a partner, but he took it seriously. Moreover, the other party is married for the second time and has a daughter…”

Liang Jing deliberately lowered her voice when speaking the following words.

Here, Shang Jianghan leaned over to knock out the ashes in the ashtray and asked casually, "Have they moved in?"

The question was asked without any context, and Jong Suk Hee took a few seconds to digest it before he understood.

"Yeah, we just talked on the phone, we're both very happy. We're both at an age where we don't have to worry about anything, so we should cherish the few years of freedom we have!"

Then, Jong Suk-hee thought about the video call again.

"Your suggestion is good, thank you, brother! You know my Xiaoli's personality, he has been proud since he was a child, otherwise he wouldn't have gone into the entertainment industry.

She has never had a close friend since she was little. I think Shen Chaoxi is pretty good. At least she is a simple girl. Tutoring Zhongli is secondary. It is worth it to make a good friend with her!"

Shang Jianghan curled his lips and smiled: "How do you know that they can become friends? Maybe they are just using each other."

One needs a tutor and the other needs a place to live.

The waiter brought over two glasses of lemonade.

Jong Suk-hee picked up a cup and used his other hand to fiddle with the light green fruit slice floating on top with a straw.

"That's impossible. Just now when we were talking on the phone, that girl saw that her deskmate's hand was injured, and she hung up the phone on her beloved brother! Her expression was quite nervous. No one in our family has ever been treated this way!"

There was a complaint in Jong Suk Hee's words, but his tone was doting. His eyes were still on the glass of lemonade, so he naturally didn't notice the frown on the face of his childhood friend.

The blind date that evening did not go as planned.

Bai Jinyu brought Shang Jianghan out for her own purpose, and Zhong Shuoxi's blind date called and said that the car was delayed on the road.

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On Monday, after the flag-raising ceremony in the morning, Principal Han announced the official start of the sports meeting.

In the morning, the first and second grade high school teams gave presentations, and outstanding teams were selected. The judges announced the competition items and rules for this year's sports meet.

Senior students do not need to participate in the morning activities, but there are no special classes arranged according to the timetable, so students can study on their own in the classroom.

The first two classes of Class 9 in the morning were taken by Bai Jinyuan to make up for her absence last week.

By the third class, most of the students went to the playground to watch the fun, and only a few were studying.

The physics teacher came to Shen Chaoxi to ask for help on a question about electric current.

"Student Shen, on the test papers handed out last week, your answer was the most standard among all students in the grade. It can be called perfect. Please tell the teacher your thinking process for answering the question."

On Saturday and Sunday, Shang Jianghan and Shang Qichao went to South City. There was a medical project that needed to be delivered. Although the project was not very important, Shang Qichao intended to train Shang Jianghan this year and let him take part in both large and small projects.

After returning from South City, Shang Jianghan asked for leave from the Lianzhong director, using the excuse that he was needed to assist in the No. 1 Middle School sports meet.

He deliberately avoided the early morning queue display and drove his Cullinan in through the back door of the school at ten o'clock.

After parking the car, Shang Jianghan did not return to the administrative building, but went straight to the teaching building.

Today, the weather is clear and the sunlight shines through the transparent glass windows in the corridor, casting a bright layer on the marble floor.

Shang Jianghan stopped in front of the door of Class 9. His eyes were attracted by the figure on the podium, and a familiar scene reappeared in his sight.

The girl stood on the podium, her back was tall, and her familiar black ponytail swayed back and forth behind her round head. She took off her school uniform jacket and was wearing a white turtleneck sweater with the hem only reaching her waist. As she raised her hand, the buckle on the waist of her black corseted jeans was faintly visible.

Shang Jianghan frowned slightly and looked away, his mind filled with that slender waist that could be held in one hand, and her warm and gentle voice that sounded like it had been moistened by water.

(End of this chapter)