This irritability continued until the next day when Jiang Yiyu was about to leave. He stood pitifully at the door holding his bag, looking at Song Shengsheng who was asking Xiao Chen to help make sure she took vitamins and skin care products on time.

After explaining to Xiao Chen, Song Shengsheng finally turned his gaze to Jiang Yiyu who was looking forward to it. Jiang Yiyu tried hard to force a smile.

Song Shengsheng walked up and touched his head: "Okay, let's go."

Jiang Yiyu was stunned: "Just...just like that?"

"What else? You've walked here so many times, and you're still not used to it?"

Xiao Chen suppressed his laughter and said tactfully, "Sister-in-law, can I use the bathroom?"

Song Shengsheng turned around and nodded, then kindly pointed her in the direction of the bathroom.

"Good girl, give me a kiss!" Jiang Yiyu put one arm around her waist and leaned over to kiss her forehead: "Give me a kiss, it will take a long time for me to come back."

Song Shengsheng was amused by his aggrieved look, and she kissed him on the lips: "I'll wait for you to come back."

"Okay, call me if you have anything."

"Know."

Jiang Yiyu hugged her tightly, resting his chin on her shoulder. "I'm worried that in a few days, when Jiang Yuan returns from South City, he'll cause trouble after hearing Zhao Rong's exaggerated words."

"Don't worry, my brother is here."

Jiang Yiyu hummed a sound. He held Song Shengsheng's shoulders and stood up straight. "Why don't you just go back to your parents' house and have the driver follow you when you go out. It will be safer that way. I'll talk to Wen Jing later and ask her to send the bodyguards over. As long as you're not alone, I'll always feel more at ease."

"Not really. Jiang Yicheng's incident was purely his own doing. I've already slapped Zhao Rong, and her making a scene won't change what happened. It doesn't matter. Besides, I don't think Jiang Yuan is stupid enough to come to me and the Song family after hearing a few words from Zhao Rong. At this critical juncture, he should know very well what it means to have one less enemy, but one more way out."

"That's what I said, but I'm still worried."

"As long as they don't touch my thesis and my future, nothing else matters."

"What if it moves?"

Song Shengsheng said calmly: "Kill him."

…

After Jiang Yiyu left, Song Shengsheng continued to live a busy life every day, writing and revising papers, overturning and reshaping them over and over again.

The more she dug into the characters, historical background, social values ​​and significance of her research, the more she felt that her writing was superficial and trashy, and could not at all express the arguments she had conceived in her mind.

I have been doing self-dialectics and deductions over and over again, and have almost torn apart the literature. When I have nothing to do, I search on CNKI, but in the end, when I send a well-written manuscript to the professor, it will still be rejected with circles and drawings on it.

It's impossible to write a paper without going crazy, and it's impossible to be mentally normal when doing academic work. These two sentences perfectly explain Song Shengsheng's state.

Even when Song Ming met her every time he returned home, he didn't dare to say a word and would even walk around her.

But even in such an atmosphere, Jiang Yuan still brought Zhao Rong and Jiang Yicheng to the Song family on Saturday.

When they arrived, the Song family was having dinner. Wang Jing and Song Qing were immediately displeased when they heard the housekeeper say Jiang Yuan was here.

Song Ming glanced at Song Shengsheng secretly and saw that she was eating and drinking very calmly, which was completely the calm before the storm.

When the Jiang Yuan family came in, Song Shengsheng had just finished the last bite of rice. She put down her chopsticks, drank a glass of water, picked up the napkin and wiped the corner of her mouth. She took out a bottle of breath freshener spray from somewhere, opened her mouth and sprayed it twice, then smiled at the nervous Song Ming, stood up and walked towards the living room.

Song Ming didn't dare to sit and eat anymore, and hurried to follow her.

Song Shengsheng walked into the living room, sat down next to Wang Jing, and greeted the Jiang Yuan family politely.

Jiang Yuan looked at her and smiled kindly, "I haven't seen you for a while. I heard you've been quite busy lately."

Song Shengsheng smiled and said, "Thank you, Uncle Jiang, for your concern. But the elders are always busy all day long, and they never complain about being busy. How can a junior like me dare to complain about being tired?"

Jiang Yuan understood what she meant, and his expression froze for a moment. "Shengsheng is really sensible." He looked at Jiang Yicheng, who was sitting next to the smiling Zhao Rong. "Yicheng, you have to learn more from your sister-in-law in the future."

Jiang Yicheng hummed.

Zhao Rong tugged at his arm and feigned warmth, striking a chord with Wang Jing. "Mother-in-law, how did you raise your children to be so outstanding? We should hang out more often. It would be great if you could share some of your parenting tips with me."

Song Shengsheng glanced at her and felt a little impatient.

Wang Jing said, "I don't have much experience. It all depends on whether the child is willing to make progress. If he's willing to learn and work hard, that's more effective than anything we say as parents. If he's not motivated himself, well ...

Wang Jing picked up the cup and took a sip of tea. "That's the child's own choice. Just like in a class, if there's a top student, there's bound to be a bottom student. You might say the top student is a good kid, but that's probably too absolute. And the bottom student isn't necessarily a bad kid. Maybe his talent and interest aren't in studying. In times like this, teachers and parents need to work together to teach students in accordance with their aptitude, so that they can improve and avoid becoming bored with learning."

Wang Jing's words were neither biased nor harsh, at least that's what Song Shengsheng thought.

But then she heard Zhao Rong, who didn't know what Wang Jing said, stir up her inferiority complex. She raised her voice and said with a smile, "Our Yicheng has always been a top student, and he's been awarded the "Three Good Students" award every year. Since he was young, I have been training him the best, in piano, equestrianism, violin, Chinese painting..."

Before she could finish her words, she heard Jiang Yuan cough lightly in displeasure, and Zhao Rong quickly shut her mouth.

Song Shengsheng leaned against the back of the sofa, looked at the family, and almost rolled his eyes.

Song Qing asked, "Old Jiang, have you eaten yet?"

Jiang Yuan: "We came here after eating. The main reason we came here today is to ask Yicheng to apologize to Song Ming and Shengsheng." He glared at Jiang Yicheng with a cold brow: "Why don't you stand up and apologize to your sister-in-law and your brother Song Ming!"

Jiang Yicheng visibly flinched and subconsciously hid behind Zhao Rong. Zhao Rong patted his hands and urged him softly, "Hurry up and listen to your father."

Wang Jing didn't know what was going on. She asked, "Old Jiang, what did Yicheng do? You need to make him apologize."

Jiang Yuan snorted coldly: "He stayed out all night hanging out with a bunch of bad youths, smoking, drinking, and getting into fights! If Song Ming hadn't seen him, who knows how long he would have been in trouble!"

He yelled at Jiang Yicheng again: "Hurry up and stand up! Are you waiting for me to come over and pull you over?"