Su Xiulan frowned slightly, looking at Meng Shuyun with a hint of helplessness in her eyes.

She really didn't know how to answer that question.

She knew in her heart that Su Xiangyang probably thought the same thing, but it was really hard to say it to Deng Jiaqi's face.

With a face full of affection, Meng Shuyun raised her hand and gently touched Deng Jiaqi's round face, her fingers tenderly wiping away the tears that kept welling up in her eyes.

Meng Shuyun's voice was gentle yet firm: "Silly child, liking someone has nothing to do with your weight. If you really want to find someone, tell your mother what kind you like. Is there any man in this world that your mother can't find?"

Deng Jiaqi's face, which was originally covered in tears, turned up slightly, and she smiled through her tears, clearly comforted by Meng Shuyun's words.

Her cheeks flushed, and with a hint of shyness, she whispered, "I like someone like Su Xiangyang."

As soon as she said it, her face turned even redder.

Su Xiulan and Meng Shuyun exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with helplessness and confusion.

I couldn't help but sigh, I really didn't see what charm Su Xiangyang had that could make Deng Jiaqi so infatuated.

The three walked along the street, where the houses were arranged in a pleasing, staggered pattern, and some old slogans remained on the walls.

Before long, they arrived at the Xie family's house. In the courtyard, Old Mrs. Xie was hunched over, adding firewood to the coal stove to boil water, and wisps of smoke rose up.

Hearing footsteps, Grandma Xie looked up and asked with a face full of curiosity, "What are you doing here?"

When her gaze fell on Su Xiulan, a hint of surprise and gratitude flashed in her eyes. She quickly stepped forward, took Su Xiulan's hand, and said, "Girl, if it weren't for you, this old woman would probably have died on the street. Thank you so much. Please come in and sit down."

Upon seeing this, Meng Shuyun stepped forward and explained her purpose.

No one expected that Su Xiulan would save Teacher Xie's mother by sheer coincidence. It seems that things might go more smoothly than expected.

With a sincere expression, Meng Shuyun said to Aunt Xie, "Aunt Xie, this is the situation. Please tell Teacher Xie that we will come to visit another day. We have three children preparing for the college entrance examination, and we are hoping that they can have a bright future."

Upon hearing this, Aunt Xie readily agreed and warmly urged him to stay, saying, "It's almost noon, have some lunch before you go back. You can talk to Lin'an about his studies after class."

Meng Shuyun politely declined, thinking to herself, "I've come twice already, and the person isn't here either. This is just too unfortunate."

But Aunt Xie insisted on inviting them to stay for dinner, since Su Xiulan had saved her and she hadn't properly thanked her yet.

In the end, Meng Shuyun politely declined Aunt Xie's offer and then personally escorted Deng Jiaqi to work.

As I arrived at the newspaper office, an rousing song was playing on a loudspeaker on a street-side utility pole.

With a concerned look, Meng Shuyun carefully instructed Deng Jiaqi: "Don't keep it to yourself if you've been wronged."

At this moment, Su Xiangyang came out of the newspaper office. He was carrying a camera, wearing a clean white shirt, and his hair was neatly combed.

During this time, he ate well and was no longer as thin as before. He looked much stronger and actually looked quite presentable.

When Su Xiangyang saw Deng Jiaqi, he hurriedly said, "Jiaqi, I was just looking for you! Where have you been? Haishi University has produced a math competition whiz, the top student in the province. We were too late, and another newspaper snatched the interview. Grab your notes and come with me quickly."

Deng Jiaqi's eyes were red and swollen from crying, and there were still tear stains on her chubby face. When she heard Su Xiangyang's words, she hurriedly ran inside to get her things.

Seeing this, Meng Shuyun raised her hand and slapped Su Xiangyang on the back. The action was swift and clean, and her face was full of warning: "If you do anything to offend Jiaqi, you'll regret it."

Su Xiulan also stepped forward and patted Su Xiangyang's shoulder, her tone cold and authoritative: "Jiaqi is such a good girl. If you dare to let her down, I will be the first to not let you off the hook."

Whatever your entanglement with Xiang Shanshan, you're a married man now, so break it off immediately.

"You're fickle and opportunistic, just like your father. Jiaqi is such a good girl, and you don't know how to cherish her. You'll regret it later."

After warning Su Xiangyang, Su Xiulan and Meng Shuyun turned and left to busy themselves with their hair accessory business.

Deng Jiaqi stood at the entrance of the newspaper office, clutching her bag tightly with both hands, sniffling.

The sunlight shone on her, and her heart was filled with warmth. Her mother and second sister were so good to her.

As I thought about it, my eyes welled up with tears again. Although I had left my hometown, I had such a group of family members here who truly loved and cared for me.

She thought with a mixture of greed and anticipation that she wished Su Xiangyang would like her too.

With that thought in mind, Deng Jiaqi secretly encouraged herself and decided to try harder to lose weight.

But she couldn't help thinking that if Su Xiangyang still didn't like her, she should just go back to Hong Kong.

The moment that thought crossed her mind, she felt incredibly uncomfortable, and a snot bubble popped out of her nose.

This embarrassing scene was witnessed by Su Xiangyang.

Deng Jiaqi felt her face burning, so embarrassed she wanted to disappear into the ground. She thought to herself, "Waaah, this is so embarrassing!"

Seeing this scene, Su Xiangyang felt disgusted. In his opinion, Deng Jiaqi was not only sloppy, but standing next to her made him feel like he was lowering his own class.

However, he also knew how he got to this position, as he would be earning 55 yuan a month, which was more than his father's salary.

Thinking about it this way, he felt that being nicer to Deng Jiaqi might not be a bad idea.

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