Seeing that Jiang Xin was not dressed as usual, the father and son glanced at each other, and always felt that something was wrong, but ...... Can't tell.

Song Qi's assistant accompanied him and was already waiting by the car outside the villa. Seeing someone come out, he hurriedly stepped forward and opened the car door.

Dad Jiang got into the back seat first, Jiang Xin went up and took a casual look, and instead of sitting next to Dad Jiang, he sat in the back row.

When the whole family went out to play, Jiang Lin was very happy, jumped in the car, and was about to sit next to his sister without thinking about it.

A pair of black pencil pants wrapped in long legs, outlining a thin straight and beautiful line, Jiang Xin's long legs stretched out, and he raised his chin: "Go and sit next to your father." ”

Hearing what his sister said, Jiang Lin did not object, and sat obediently in the front row. Anyway, sitting is not sitting.

It was Father Jiang, who looked at Jiang Xin thoughtfully.

The car drove smoothly out of the high-end villa area and headed for the airport.

Jiang's house is quite far from the airport, and it takes more than an hour to drive at the earliest.

Looking up at the front of her, her father pulled out the simple workbench that came with the car and was reading the work email with his notebook.

The younger brother was playing a mobile game, and the voiceover was on, and Ling Cheng's anxious voice was heard from time to time.

"Lin, do you have any scopes?"

"Bullets, 5.56 bullets are there?!"

“……”

Sure that no one would focus on her, Jiang Xin turned on his phone and went on WeChat.

The thin white long finger opened the dialog box with only one word on the top note, and typed a few words to send it out.

After sending it, Jiang Xinleng took a look, and roughly calculated, it was now more than seven o'clock in Fancheng, and it was still early in the morning in Vienna......

I forgot even the basic common sense of jet lag, and sent WeChat messages to people to ask what they were doing.

Thinking silently, an unnatural look appeared on Jiang Xin's face.

As if to disguise herself, the girl quickly retreated from the conversation page, raised her hand holding the phone and rubbed the tip of her nose.

It's just that there is still some time to spend in a boring car. Aside from mobile phones, there are not many activities to kill time.

Jiang Xin is still on WeChat, but this time, he is checking the unread messages that he didn't read before.

At the bottom of the news, there is a selfie sent by Li, and how she was tortured by his brother and the devil to improve herself after she went back.

Jiang Xin read it carefully, and replied with a few words of comfort and encouragement.

On top of it, there are a few messages from Xie Ran, which were sent yesterday morning.

Article 1.

Xie Ran: Sister Xin, the results are out, I, the ninth in my grade! 3rd place in class!! Ahhh

Seeing this, Jiang Xin bent the corners of his mouth, and was about to reply to something. Moving his gaze down, the second message went straight into his eyes.

Xie Ran: There are some things I don't seem to have told Sister Xin yet, I have asked the head teacher for the guaranteed quota and asked him to give it to others.

In the ninth class, Jiang Xin and Han Yi successively refused to accept the guaranteed quota, and this quota naturally fell to Xie Ran.

The head teacher who got the class report card firsthand must have asked Xie Ran in advance to inform him of the good news.

However, Xie Ran actually didn't ask for this Beihua escort opportunity?!!

In this way, wouldn't this good thing fall steadily on Li Qi's head.

At this second, the subtle sound of the car, the sound of Jiang's father tapping on the keyboard, and Jiang Lin's game music suddenly became blurred.

In the comfortable back seat, the girl pinched her mobile phone, staring at the screen, her perfect face, little by little, became more and more ugly.