"Jing Yue! I said, "Why is this so painful?" Fenglin Academy is so good, and Ming Xuan is so good, why do you have to be angry with him, go to that kind of garbage school, waste your time in vain! Alas, your stubborn temper is really like your father, I think back then, I ......"

Jing Jun had been chattering around behind Jing Yue for almost half an hour, and the latter hadn't even raised his head.

She was looking at Matuda High School's school history, honors, and faculty roster.

She's not the kind of frivolous and arrogant, useless guy who can just talk.

Since he has set up a gambling match with Tang Mingxuan, he will definitely go all out to fight until he defeats him!

After watching it for a while, Jing Yue picked up her mobile phone again, dialed a number, and quickly connected.

"I want the information of the city's first-line teaching teachers, yes, both public and private, as soon as possible!" Jing Yue finished speaking in a few words and continued to plunge into the "battle".

Jing Jun was dumbfounded when he heard this, and hurriedly turned to her side, "Who are you calling here?" ”

"Your secretary, Ma Jing." Jing Yue replied quickly, still not raising her eyelids.

"Huh? Wait a minute! Wait a minute! Jing Jun turned to her other side, "You are angry with your fiancé, why do you even use my secretary?" ”

"Tang Mingxuan, he is not my fiancé yet! Don't talk nonsense, okay! Jing Yue finally looked up, but glared at her father, "Also, I want money!" ”

"Asking for money? How much? This is easy to do, Jing Jun asked busily.

"Ten million, no, fifteen million! Classrooms need to be renovated and playgrounds need to be repaired! ”

Jing Yue said chicly, but her father couldn't close his mouth in shock, "Baby, you, are you really playing?" ”

"Of course!"

"Are you determined to win Mingxuan and don't want to get engaged to him?"

"That's right!"

"You, you want to take my money and use my people to bring down my future son-in-law? This, this is also too cruel! Jing Jun grinned, and he was about to cry.

What future son-in-law? That sounds so uncomfortable!

"Okay! I don't want you to pay! I've been raising up more than that, right? Jing Yue's apricot eyes widened, and Bai Shengsheng's palms spread out, "Take it, give it back to me!" ”

"No, no, no! That's not what Daddy meant! Jing Jun held her little hand, pleading and flattering with a face, "If it is to give you a dowry, ten times, a hundred times, no problem!" However, you have to be a tomboy for the rest of your life, and then you can't marry for the rest of your life, how can you have the face to see your mother and your brother after your father dies? ”

Jing Jun said as he squeezed his eyes hard.

It's a pity that his acting skills are so poor that he can't squeeze out a single tear for a long time, only in exchange for a contemptuous look from Jing Yue.

At this moment, not far downstairs, a series of crisp car horns were heard.

"Who is it?" Jing Jun's brows furrowed immediately.

He loves to be lively, but also loves quiet, except for old friends to visit, otherwise at home, is the vehicle in and out of the horn.

Jing Jun walked to the window and looked down, and there was immediately a touch of doubt between his eyebrows.

"Hey, who's that?" He tilted his head and muttered to himself.

Jing Yue was finally aroused, put down the information, and walked to the window, looking down at Jing Jun's line of sight.

She saw two cars, one large and one small, driving in front of the villa, driving along the road for another while, and stopping in front of another villa dozens of meters away from her house.

"Hey, is there anyone living in that house?" Jing Yue also muttered to herself in surprise.

In this elegant, secluded suburb, there are two independent villas not far apart, and after returning to China, Jingjun bought one of them, and "next door" has been unoccupied.

Could it be that a new neighbor is going to move in?