"Hey, look, the mute is here." A group of young men in green shirts sat around the desk in twos and threes, pointing at Jiang Cheng, who had entered the private school, without the slightest fear.

Jiang Cheng raised his head, glanced at the people who were laughing at him, silently turned his head and pulled the scholar, walked to his place and sat down, and took out the books he needed for class from his baggage.

"This fool is still a serious imitation of Mr. ......"

Just when everyone was smiling, Mr. Liu walked over and glanced at the private school, and the students below immediately stopped talking.

He sat in front of the private school and stroked his beard: "Have you completed the homework I assigned a few days ago?" ”

The students nodded one after another, and when his eyes swept over Jiang Cheng, who was shaking his head, Mr. Liu sighed.

He looked at him patiently: "Jiang Cheng, do you have something you don't understand?" ”

"Sir, I'm ...... I ......" Jiang Cheng pointed to his schoolwork and bowed his head silently, his eyes gloomy.

After class, Mr. left him to say something, and on the way back, Jiang Cheng was sullen.

"Miss, it's time for the young master to go to private school at this time." Jing'er stood beside Jiang Yingliang, saw the sun gradually setting outside, and spoke.

Jiang Yinglian, who was lying on the desk looking at the account book, nodded lightly, her green fingers swept across the simple pages, elegant and calm, after reading the last page, she closed the account book, as for one side, and then got up and walked towards the door.

She turned to look at Jing'er behind her, and ordered, "You go and prepare some fruits, when Jiangcheng comes back, maybe you want to eat it." It's just that as soon as she finished explaining, she ran into Jiang Cheng, who had returned to school.

She hurriedly greeted him, gently held his hand, and couldn't help rubbing the top of his soft hair, and asked with concern, "Is it okay to study today?" ”

I saw that he nodded first, and then shook his head, his expression was lonely, and his mouth was tightly pursed.

Anyone can see that he is unhappy.

"What, sir, scolded you?"

"No, I didn't." Jiang Cheng replied lightly: "Sister, don't worry. ”

"You say." Seeing this, Jing'er knew Jiang Cheng's stuffy temperament, so she pulled Jiang Cheng's scholar past him, and Jiang Yingli was also looking at him at this time.

The scholar looked at Jiang Yingli with some embarrassment, and as soon as he was about to say something, Jiang Cheng pulled him and walked towards the courtyard without looking back.

Jiang Yingli looked at his back from a distance and had an idea in his heart.

This child doesn't like to have contact with the outside world since he was a child, and his personality is even more withdrawn, but he is very well-behaved and sensible.

"Jing'er, help me hand over a post."

Before dinner, Jiang Ying led someone to deliver the meal to Jiang Cheng's room, and then asked her to drive her to her husband's residence.

The doorman had seen Jiang Yingliang, and after going in to report it, he invited her in.

"Disturbing rashly at this time, there is really a matter that needs to be answered by Mr."

As soon as the words fell, Jing'er behind him put the gift of the visit on the table, Mr. Liu put down the book in his hand, looked at the four treasures of the study in front of him, and knew most of her intentions in his heart.

"Jiang Cheng is a good child, but he is not as open as others in his studies, and it is inevitable that he will sometimes cause some jokes." Mr. Liu said tactfully in a way that he thought Jiang Yingli could accept.

Jiang Yingli nodded, it turned out that Jiang Cheng was snubbed by others in his private school, so he would be like this.

"Sir, do you know who the younger brother was ...... by" The original words came to his lips and swallowed back.

With Jiang Cheng's temperament, if he knew that he was standing up for him, he might blame himself a lot in his heart, and under this kind of emotion, he was afraid that he couldn't help it again, and solved the problem violently like before.

Jiang Yingli looked at Mr. Liu respectfully: "Mr. Lao Fu spends more time for his younger brother, he is a little dull, he is not as good as others, and he needs to work harder." ”

Seeing that she was so hearted, Mr. Liu also sighed: "This is nature, he is my student." ”

Although Jiang Cheng was a little unable to keep up with his class and was ridiculed by other gentlemen, every time he got out of school, he would take the initiative to stay and ask himself for advice, and he would help this kind child with this effort.

"Thank you, sir." After Jiang Yingli thanked him, he left Mr. Liu's house.

It's just that before I returned to the house, I ran into someone.

Ding Shi lazily leaned against the side door of the Jiang Mansion, no matter how the family drove them away, it was useless, and they were beaten to the ground, screaming.

Jing'er, who was following the carriage, saw Ding Shi from afar, leaned against the carriage window, and said to the people inside: "Miss, Ding Gongzi seems to have come to our house." ”

Jiang Yingli had a headache when she heard Ding Shi's name.

This gentleman is really ghostly, she has left through the side door, and she still can't avoid him.

"Leave him alone, let's go."

Jing'er nodded, and just as she was about to ask the coachman to speed up, Ding Shi caught a glimpse of the group, and with a light leap, he landed in front of the carriage.

"Jiang Yingliang, your brother was bullied in a private school, didn't he go to seek justice?"

Jiang Yingli hesitated for a long time before slowly lifting the curtain of the carriage: "What do you have to do with it?" ”

Ding Shi wrapped his sleeves and played with the folding fan in his hand: "Jiang Cheng naturally has nothing to do with me, but what ...... you?"

Halfway through this, he didn't say it again, Jiang Yingli said helplessly: "Talk about people." Say whatever you want! ”

Ding Shi smiled and walked in front of her: "If he stays in that private school again, he will definitely be even more unhappy." ”

Jiang Yingli looked at him straightly: "I have entrusted me with my husband, how do you know that he is not happy?" Besides, how do you know? Don't you have anything serious to do? ”

Ding Shi leaned on the carriage and looked at the starry sky: "With all due respect, Jiang Cheng is introverted and timid, and those gentlemen are all full of food and support, and they always like to find a soft persimmon to bully when they have nothing to do." ”

Jiang Yingli was extremely unhappy when he heard his words, his slender hand clutched the handkerchief tightly, and his eyes became sharp: "Who do you say is a soft persimmon?" ”

Ding Shicai ignored her and continued to talk to himself: "If you want me to say, you will let him go to my private school, and with me covering him, naturally there will be less bullying." ”

Jiang Yingli lowered the curtain of the carriage: "I haven't said anything about this matter." ”

Ding Shi saw that she did not waver at all, so he added fuel and vinegar: "You don't want him to continue to be bullied like this, right?" You also know that it is not suitable for him, and continuing like this will only make Jiang Cheng more injured. ”

Jiang Yingli ignored his words and said lightly to the coachman: "Drive." ”

Ding Shi pulled the reins, the coachman was in a dilemma, Jiang Yingli poked his head out, a little depressed.

"He is naturally convenient for others, and I asked him to go to that private school, but I wanted to be closer to him and take good care of him. Besides, my family's private school is obviously more suitable for him! Jiang Yingli said lonely.

Ding Shi knew her intentions, but now, Jiang Cheng had been wronged, so he wanted him to go to his private school. And

"If Jiang Cheng comes, he will no longer be bullied, you can go and take a look, and you will know." Ding Shi swore solemnly, his eyebrows and eyes were full of calm confidence. He did this just to make Jiang Yingli feel relieved, so that he could have more time with her.

Jiang Yingli returned to the carriage, but there was an inexplicable note in his hand, with an address written on it, thinking that it was the location of the private school, and his emotions gradually calmed down: "Let me think about it in advance." ”

"I'll wait for your answer." He knew that Jiang Yingli would always be willing to think a little more about Jiang Cheng's encounter, and he would be willing to try, so he was very sure.