Chapter 517: Fei Jin Zhao (19)
In the room, Jiang Meng lowered his head and touched the precious materials on his body, his eyes were dark and uncertain.
她今早在卧室试穿的时候就发现了这些衣服全部偏小一码,她清楚知道衣服并不是给她准备的,只是那个抢走她原本人生的女孩挂在这不要的东西,只是一件衣服,都够上了她整整一年的生活费。
想起昨晚那只白如玉的手,姜梦阴暗的念头滋生,促使她将这些衣服穿在了身上。
她走下名贵的大理石楼梯,对着目露惊讶的亲生父母露出腼腆羞涩的笑容,跟他们说:“我看见橱柜里有放着,是叔叔阿姨为我准备的吗? It's the first time I've worn such a good material, it's so comfortable. ”
At this moment, Jiang Meng successfully saw in their eyes that emotions grew into a storm, guilt, pity, and pain, which would become her help.
Now that she's back, everyone's identities can return to their respective places.
The family's nanny car was taken to school by Jiang Nuannuan alone, and Jiang's mother drove Jiang Meng to school.
Ying Hao has been in a slump for the past two days because of Jiang Nuannuan's falling in love, and he was late for several days on the way to class, he came out of the dormitory building with a bag of milk in his hand and walked in the direction of the teaching building, and the warm sunlight made him squint slightly.
A familiar black sedan stopped in the parking lot not far in front of him, and he recognized the license plate number as Jiang Nuannuan's mother's at a glance.
Jiang Meng just bent down from the car and took out her schoolbag, turned around and was covered by a bag of milk, she shrank back in horror, and a strange male voice said to her, "Here you go." ”
Ying Hao opened his eyes, and held his hand like this, which was regarded as wanting to ask for peace.
Jiang Meng tilted his head, his eyes fell on Ying Hao's heroic face, his heart jumped, and he raised his hand to pick it up, "Thank you, thank you." ”
Her voice is different from Wu Nong's soft language that Jiang Nuannuan has cultivated since childhood, it is thin, Ying Hao turned around when he heard that it was wrong, and saw an unfamiliar face, the milk bag in his hand suddenly shrank back, and brushed with Jiang Meng's raised fingers, grabbing it empty.
"Who are you? How to get off Jiang Nuannuan's car. ”
应浩皱眉,刚刚那点像是被驯服野狗的乖顺感瞬间消失。
Jiang Meng froze in place.
"I..."
姜母连忙绕过车挡到女儿面前,神色不愉的说:“这是我们家暂住的客人,我今天来送她上学。 ”
Ying Hao didn't give Jiang Meng a look again, just nodded at Jiang's mother, and slowed down his tone: "Nuan Nuan can't live in school, she didn't come with you today?" ”
Jiang's mother: "She lost her temper and came first." ”
Ying Hao lowered his eyes and looked at the hand that Jiang Mu and the girl were holding tightly, and thought, "Then I'll go first." ”
"Wait." Jiang's mother took a few steps forward and introduced to him: "Xiaohao, her name is Jiang Meng, and she is also just about to transfer to a class with you and Nuan Nuan, I still have some formalities to do, please take her to the class, your teacher already knows." ”
As soon as he heard that her name was Jiang Meng, Ying Hao's eyes fell on her again, this girl was wearing a brand-name dress that obviously did not match her temperament, not to mention that she was one size smaller, and her cramped and restless facial features were also similar to the one next to her...
What a coincidence.
Ying Hao put the milk bag into his pocket, "There is only one month left for the college entrance examination, you put this girl here?" ”
Counting on this month? What is the use of the crash class that should be put into the first middle school in their group?
Jiang's mother is a little embarrassed to say, her biological daughter is recognized, but she didn't even get admitted to the junior high school, she went to a third-rate school, and if she officially returns to the family in the future, her image is really not good.
政治明确规定,她也没办法直接将女儿弄进来给个正式高中的名额上学,只能花点钱来借读对外宣称转学就是了,并且姜梦大部分的大学都没办法考,以后也只能花钱镀金了,回来说个高中校友,还能说自己是这所学校出去的。
Jiang Nuannuan can be cultivated so well by her, not to mention her biological daughter who has the same bloodline as her.
Jiang's mother is still quite confident in Jiang Meng's future growth, she thinks that she can teach her well, and she will not be bad in the future.
“是,她家里出了点变故转学到这的。 ”姜母说:“你照看一下她,也跟暖暖说一声,让她在学校多多照顾一下。 ”
应浩转身,“她照不照顾我管不着,她还跟我闹脾气呢。 ”
Mother Jiang locked the car and walked to him, "What is she messing with you again?" ”
Ying Hao's lips moved, hooked Jiang's mother's shoulder and whispered: "Auntie, the school is now serious about early love, she is so beautiful and there are a bunch of love letters on the table every day, I help her clean up every time, it is very troublesome, you tell her yourself, let her not think about early love at a young age." ”
Of course, Jiang's mother knew that Jiang Nuannuan was beautiful, and when the facial features were just unfolded, they received unanimous praise from the friends around them, and for a long time, they were proud of giving birth to a beautiful little princess, and for more than ten years after that, they have been responding to her needs, and they seem to be coaxed as a treasure.
She glanced back at Jiang Meng, who was silently following behind, and her heart was not good.
"Got it."
The three of them separated in front of the teaching building, and Ying Hao turned around and motioned for Jiang Meng to follow.
两人前后进了已经开始上课的教室,他随手一指姜梦,“老师,新来的转校生。 ”
姜梦抬眼,看着下面各色各样,普遍白净富贵的面孔,和她从前呆的职校里那些混社会的男生截然不同。
She bowed her back, a strong sense of inferiority surged in her heart, and she subconsciously looked for Ying Hao, who was the first to know and led her into the classroom.
他只是履行完自己的职责,走入过道,路过姜暖暖身边时停留,从口袋里拿出来了之前拿给她过的牛奶。
"Drunk."
The milk bag was thrown on the table, Jiang Nuannuan raised her eyes to look at him, "What are you doing?" ”
Ying Hao glanced away, "It's for you." ”
The two have known each other for many years, and they know that he is admitting his mistake and showing goodwill, and it is not a big deal, there is no need to make the relationship so stiff, Jiang Nuannuan quickly put things away.
Jiang Meng saw the interaction between the two clearly, knowing that she was recognized by the wrong person, and when her teeth were clenched, the teacher asked her to introduce herself, and she tried hard to puff up her chest, "Hello everyone, my surname is Jiang, and my name is Jiang Meng." ”
Between classes, Jiang Meng sat alone on a desk, someone brought her new books over, she looked cramped left and right, the new classmates were very curious about her, but no one talked to her further.
Xu Jie's eyes rolled between her and Jiang Nuannuan, and the two of them sat next to her and whispered: "This is really a coincidence, didn't you just tell me in WeChat that there was a guest with the same surname at home, wouldn't it be her?" ”