Who Can Fall In Love After Being Reborn?

Chapter 397 Feng Nanshu is a bad idiot

The 18th arrived in a blink of an eye. Zhou Zhenhao took the careful plan he made with his own hands and led the team to Shencheng.

Suixin Tuan has never suffered any big losses along the way, but he was tricked by someone in Shencheng. This has always been a hurdle in his heart, and the purpose of his trip is to smooth this hurdle. .

Let’s raise a toast together, be heroic and think about flying. Men who have ambitions should do this. One day, they will soar into the clouds and return with wings spread.

The night he arrived in Shenzhen, the team had a dinner. Zhou Zhenhao, who was a little tipsy, put his hands on the window and blew the wind outside. There was a burst of power in his heart that was ready to come out, echoing the bustling night.

At the same time, Jiang Qin has returned to Jeju from Linchuan, planning to temporarily put aside the burden of being an idol and go home to be a dog son.

While driving by Chengnan High School, he found that the school had been delisted, and there was only an obvious white patch left on the blackened wall pillars, as if it was a color that had escaped time.

　　It seems that after sending away the last graduating class, Chengnan High School really moved to a new campus as rumored a few years ago. It has a larger and brighter teaching building. I heard that every class is equipped with a multimedia classroom.

It was just that kind of Chengnan, but it was no longer the Chengnan they remembered.

Jiang Qin smacked his lips, turned around and went to the back street, and then drove all the way back to Hongrong's home.

Feng Nanshu has been waiting for him all this time. When Jiang Qin came back, his eyes flashed with joy, and he has been following him since he entered the house.

From the entrance to the nanny's room, from the nanny's room to the living room, and from the living room to the dining table, we didn't talk much, we just followed each other.

 A pair of slippers made a clattering sound on the ground, like the protagonist in a game followed by an inseparable elf.

“Little rich woman, please wait for a moment, can you let me go to the toilet first?”

"oh."

"No peeking. We are both innocent and have nothing to show off to, so I won't lock the door."

After nodding obediently, Feng Nanshu watched Jiang Qin enter the toilet, and then slightly narrowed his beautiful eyes.

 “Feng Nanshu, you are a bad idiot.”

She said silently, then reached out to twist the bathroom door handle, but it took a long time before she realized that Jiang Qin had lied to him again.

After a while, Jiang Qin came out of the bathroom, looked at the little rich woman with a sneer, then washed his hands and put a pink fingerprint on her fair face.

You are a twenty-year-old girl, why are you still so curious? And he was so stupid that he actually believed him when he said he wouldn't lock the door. What if there were villains inside?

Jiang Qin wiped his hands and sat on the sofa and breathed a long sigh of relief. He felt that although the sofas in VIP rooms and big hotels were extremely soft, it was still comfortable to sit on his own shabby sofa.

 “What have you been doing at home recently?”

“I sleep, watch you in meetings, sometimes go to the library, and also go to Uncle Gong’s house to get the desk lamp I used before.” Feng Nanshu answered obediently.

Jiang Qin was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at her: "Where is Uncle Gong's house?"

“Building 101, Garden Villa Area, Guanlan Avenue.”

 “Did you really give it to him?”

Feng Nanshu’s eyelashes trembled twice, and she said with a hint of stubbornness: “I don’t want it anyway.”

Jiang Qin held his breath: "I suddenly understood why you were able to lend me the money so happily."

"Why?"

 “Because you don’t treat money as money at all, it’s too wasteful.”

Feng Nanshu frightened her face and said, "I'm not a prodigal!"

Jiang Qin reached out and pulled his backpack over: "I went to Shanghai to meet your aunt, and I also got photos of you when you were a child."

 “From when I was a child?”

 “Well, it’s very mini. I plan to use it to hold my mother.”

Jiang Qin opened the zipper and handed the photo album Qin Jingqiu gave him to the little rich woman.

Feng Nanshu probably didn't remember that she had a photo album for a long time, so she held it in her hand and looked at it carefully for a long time, then suddenly pursed her lips, then knelt down from the sofa, and jumped into Jiang Qin's arms. Nothing was said.

Feeling the sudden negative emotions from the other party, Jiang Qin's hands that he had just raised stiffened for a moment, and then naturally lowered them, caressing the little rich woman's back.

There was a metal buckle. This was his first impression. Then he touched the remote control that was thrown on the sofa and turned on the TV.

Paid closed-circuit televisions are very powerful and can be watched by almost all satellite channels. Three of them are currently broadcasting advertisements for group buying websites. From this, it can be seen that they have spent almost over 100 million on advertising channels alone.

 This is from the beginning of the year to the end of the year, and the number continues to increase. It is really not good.

But it’s hard to say whether these advertising conversion rates are directly proportional to investment.

These days, those who insist on watching TV will not be so quick to accept online group buying. Those who can do group buying will not watch TV and only play computer games. Jiang Qin thinks it is too difficult to expand in this way.

As far as the current situation is concerned, the most sound local promotion team is group promotion, followed by Suixin Tuan. Several other websites do not take local promotion seriously. They only think that advertising is the king, and almost half of the money is spent on it. It's all in vain.

After a while, Jiang Qin noticed that Feng Nanshu was quietly moving in his arms, and then he brought her warm breath to his neck. It seemed that he wanted to secretly plant a strawberry.

Jiang Qin calmly raised his hand and instantly blocked the little rich woman's attack.

"Isn't it enough to grow at school? Are you going to grow strawberries at home?" "I'll just plant one." Feng Nanshu looked at him longingly.

Jiang Qin stopped her unkindness with his eyes: "Little rich woman, if you don't **** this well, you'll get blood clots, and I'll die."

While he was talking, a ding-dong-ding-dong sound suddenly came from the old clock opposite. Jiang Qin immediately carried the little rich woman down, took out a photo from the album and placed it on the table.

A long time later, Yuan Youqin returned home. As soon as he put on his shoes, he saw the photo on the table.

She was a little confused at first, but soon realized who was in the photo, and immediately said "Oops" and picked up the photo as if she had found a treasure.

Jiang Qin couldn't help but say: "Mom, I'm back!"

"Um."

Jiang Qin was stunned for a moment, then frowned and continued: "Mom, I just came back from Linchuan. I didn't eat on the way, so I'm a little hungry now."

Yuan Youqin took the photo and looked at it carefully for a long time, then subconsciously turned around and was a little surprised when he saw Jiang Qin: "Hey, son, why are you back?"

Jiang Qin: “…”

 “When did you come back? Are you hungry?”

　　　…”

Yuan Youqin frowned instantly, wondering why this brat didn't even say a word after finally going home, so he got a little angry: "Don't eat until you're hungry!"

Jiang Qin: “??????”

Boss Jiang and everyone are dumbfounded. I have spoken. Besides, where is my maternal love? I've only been back for a few days in half a year, where is my mother's love?

Yuan Youqin's attention returned to the photo at this time, and the serious face just now changed to a smile: "Nan Shu was so cute when he was a child, and he was missing a tooth. He was only seven or eight years old, but this photo is Where did it come from?”

“I went to Shanghai to inspect the market. The photo was given to me by Feng Nanshu’s aunt and asked me to bring it back to show you what she looked like when she was a child.”

Yuan Youqin smiled brightly, picked up the photo and looked at it several more times: "Is there anything else?"

Jiang Qin waved his hand: "No, no more."

Yuan Youqin was still a little unfinished, so she turned around and entered the kitchen to start cooking.

Jiang Qin stuffed the photo album into his school bag, thinking that I am so brave this time. Just with this photo album, I must give my status in the family a serious boost!

After a while, the meal was ready. Although Yuan Youqin kept saying she disliked Jiang Qin, she still took the trouble to cook four dishes and one soup, which was a blessing for her son.

  She could tell that the brat must not have had an easy time during this period. Not only did he lose weight, but he also got tanned.

 “Did you go to Aunt Nanshu’s house to bring gifts?”

 “I brought it, it’s my first time, why would I be embarrassed if I didn’t bring a gift?”

 “Meet Nan Shu’s uncle? How was it?”

"It's not bad. We drank until midnight and had a lively chat."

Yuan Youqin felt relieved a little, then reached out and rubbed Feng Nanshu's hair, thinking that this was settled, right? It should be considered settled, right?

The little rich woman also raised her head and looked at Jiang Ma, showing a pleasant smile, and couldn't help but shake her wrist.

　　After returning from Linchuan, she couldn't wait to put on the Jiang family's heirloom. She would wear it every day and she was so happy.

The more she behaves like this, the more Yuan Youqin likes her. In Jiang Qin's words, she is really being manipulated.

but…

 In the final analysis, uncles and aunts are not parents, even though the mother is a stepmother.

However, this worry was quickly put aside by Yuan Youqin, because the two were only sophomores, so it was too early to consider this matter, and they might have to take the postgraduate entrance examination.

Thinking of this, Yuan Youqin couldn't help but raise his head: "By the way, Jiang Qin, how is your study going? Can you take the postgraduate entrance examination?"

"Take the exam? I don't want to lose face. I won't agree to it even if the principal doesn't give me a guarantee for postgraduate study." Jiang Qin looked arrogant.

Yuan Youqin sneered: "Just go ahead and play. I've watched you rustle all day long. I don't know how you got that trophy."

“Mom, don’t always question me, okay? I am the first learning star of Lin University! I am someone else’s child!”

Jiang Qin showed an arrogant expression. As soon as he put down his chopsticks, he was about to go to the sofa to nest. However, Yuan Youqin yelled at him and had to come back and wash the dishes.

Yuan Youqin had already packed her things and was going to work. She told Jiang Qin to bring back the quilt that had been drying on the balcony and tidy up the nanny's room.

By the time I finished all these tasks, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon. The quilt that had been soaked by the sun was fluffy and soft, making it extremely comfortable to lie on. Turning on the air conditioner made it feel like a dream.

Then the little rich woman also came over, flicked off her slippers, climbed onto his bed, and said with a cold face that she wanted to play here for a while.

Jiang Qin pursed his lips, thinking that this was no longer just like a dream, this was simply a dream.

 (End of this chapter)