If you don't understand the meaning of his words, you will think that his voice is like a murmuring water, like a word, like a song, very good, and if you understand the meaning, then all that is left is endless embarrassment.

Kang Yurong was embarrassed.

She had never studied English, but her brothers had been sent to the Beijing aristocratic school since she was eight or nine years old to learn English and French, and she chased them whenever she had time during the holidays. Although her brothers taught sloppily, she studied seriously, so she also knew some words and a few simple sentences.

She doesn't understand anything else, but that sentence: My name is Kang Yurong, and I am a pig. She heard it clearly.

Kang Yurong looked at him in surprise, she knew that he disliked her for being uneducated, and looked down on her from the bottom of his heart. But look down on it again, look down on it again......

It turned out that she was just a pig in his heart, a pig, not even a person.

For several seconds, her mind could not be contained, only she felt that what came in from the window was no longer bright sunlight, but a cold wind, which pierced her whole person and trembled uncontrollably, tears rushed into her eyes, he in front of her blurred, she almost opened her mouth to say something, but she couldn't say anything.

Zhang Shengcheng was shocked by her appearance and was a little dumbfounded. Although she didn't want to see her, the two of them had been in contact for some time after all, and they still knew more or less what kind of person she was.

She has always lowered her eyebrows and was weak and incompetent, which shows that it is the first time that she has shed tears.

He frowned and cried, what do you mean? Do you understand? Impossible.

Although she attended a foreign school in the county seat for a year, foreign languages are not taught there, and she can understand English, isn't this nonsense?

The little maid who didn't know what was going on actually asked stupidly: "Young grandmother, why are you crying? Do you understand what the young master said? Are you too moved?"

Kang Yurong finally couldn't help it, pulled the corners of his mouth, and said coldly: "Of course I'm too moved, I'm said to be a pig, can I not be moved?"

"......" The little girl was dumbfounded, this situation is not good, and she slipped away quietly.

Zhang Sheng was stunned, he really understood, but he underestimated her. But what if he understood it? She was a stupid pig in his heart, saying this in English, and still saying this in Chinese.

Zhang Shengcheng threw away the book in his hand, looked at her with contempt, snorted coldly, tilted his head back, and lay back on the couch.

Kang Yurong's heart sank, his eyes closed, he held his forehead with both hands, biting his lip and sobbing silently.

It is precisely because he has learned both Chinese and Western culture, and she is only shallow, so she is always ashamed of herself in front of him. But she was powerless to change her father's decision on this marriage, so she wanted to find a way to make up for it elsewhere in order to shorten the distance between them.

Who knows, working hard to come and go, working hard for a long time, and finally the little self-esteem he has is gone. What else could she do? What else should she do?

Kang Yurong doesn't understand, Zhang Shengcheng has received Western education since he was a child, and he has been influenced by new ideas, what he wants is freedom of thought and marital autonomy, so he is quite repulsive to the old tradition of arranged marriage.

And she is precisely the product of "the words of the matchmaker of her parents", so even if she is now the embodiment of perfection, he can find ten thousand faults in her.

Therefore, all her efforts are meaningless to him.

Time flows slowly.

Spring goes to autumn, the sun and the moon pass, and these meaningless days have passed in the sunrise and sunset for three years.