Chapter 87: Make him kiss you softer.
Whether he's a miracle doctor or not, I don't know.
Anyway, Jiang Yingxu thanked the doctor politely, and after leaving, he flicked Shi Miao's forehead with his finger.
I didn't use much force.
Shi Miao shrank her ears, somewhat unconvinced.
But then Jiang Yingxu sighed, and rubbed her head with his fingertips, his voice filled with helplessness and indulgence, "Meow meow, you really scared me."
"..."
Shi Miao leaned back, crashing backward into the lingering fear in the boy's eyes.
She made a gurgling sound in her throat, rubbed her fingers against Jiang Yingxu's with a bit of force, and obediently meowed.
Okay, okay.
Shi Miao will turn over a new leaf and behave like a good cat from now on, and will no longer scare you.
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Jiang Yingxu was indeed quite curious about what Zhu Ting wanted to say to him that could make Xiao Mao panic and drag him away using the excuse of sprained ankle.
Still under analysis.
Shi Miao, unable to contain herself any longer, frantically tapped the system: "System! Send a message to Zhu Ting for me!"
[Tell her not to tell Jiang Yingxu that I bought those clothes.]
The system diligently acts as the messenger for the kitten's messages.
Zhu Ting replied to the message very quickly.
[Zhu Ting: ?]
[Zhu Ting: Are you a fairy godmother or Santa Claus?]
Shi Miao, speaking in cat language: 【I am Lei Feng.】
[Zhu Ting: ...Nervous.]
[Zhu Ting: But your boyfriend is indeed very handsome. Yuan Yuan said he's always been chaste, so it's okay to have some fun. After all, chastity is a man's best dowry.]
The kitten's pupils widened in shock, and it quickly clarified: "He's not my boyfriend!"
[Zhu Ting: ?]
[Zhu Ting: If you're not dating him, why are you buying him so many clothes? Do you want to be his mother?]
The kitten's heart seems to be knitting a sweater again.
Confused and bewildered.
Using knowledge learned by cats, I've already read and am replying randomly.
[Shi Miao: A Party member with a strong sense of mission, dedicated to targeted poverty alleviation.]
The young lady was probably speechless, and after a while she sent her a clapping emoji in a perfunctory manner.
Finally, with extreme arrogance, he dropped a bomb.
[Zhu Ting: You're so stubborn, make him give you a kiss to soften your tone.]
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At noon, Yan Shuli and a middle-aged couple entered the house.
Time cannot defeat a beautiful woman, nor can it defeat a wealthy person.
As senior executives of the Yan Group, the couple frequently appeared in official financial news. They exuded composure and elegance, and at forty years old, they looked no more than their early thirties.
He first greeted Sheng Shuo and the others with a smile.
Then, with a gentle expression, he thanked the students from No. 1 Middle School for taking the time to come and celebrate Yan Zhaozhou's birthday.
The club manager personally pushed over a small cart displaying two layers of cakes.
The cake was exquisitely made, with the golden number 17 displayed on top.
Sheng Shuo led the way in singing "Happy Birthday" loudly.
Yan Zhaozhou actually felt it was a bit childish, and awkwardly pressed down on the birthday crown that had been placed on his head, but when he met his parents' expectant gazes, he compromised and didn't take it off.
It's rare for these busy people to attend his birthday.
He obediently blew out the candles during the chorus of "Happy Birthday."
The couple took turns cutting the cake and plating it.
Yan Zhaozhou beckoned everyone to come forward and take it, "The one on top is ice cream, and the one below is a regular cream cake. Pick whichever you want."
The crowd surged forward.
Zhu Ting pulled Zou Yuanyuan over with him and pretended to be obedient, calling out "Uncle Yan" and "Aunt Liang".
Yan Xingtai smiled gently.
Liang Shao picked out two larger cakes, one for each of them, and looked at Zou Yuanyuan with a smile.
"Is this Xiaozhou's classmate? The girl is so fair-skinned and pretty."
Zou Yuanyuan blushed slightly, accepted the cake with both hands, and whispered her thanks.
Yan Zhaozhou casually introduced the sachet to his parents, one hand in his pocket, his tone serious.
"This is my classmate from the competition class, Zou Yuanyuan. She gets better grades than me."
Liang Shao glanced at his son with some surprise.
No one knows a child better than their mother; with just a casual remark, she sensed something subtle.
—His grades are better than mine.
Without a trace of arrogance or anger, he bowed his head and admitted defeat.
Liang Shao's tone became increasingly gentle. After a brief chat, he watched Zhu Ting and Zou Yuanyuan leave before casually speaking up.
“Xiaoting came to see you twice from the capital. It must have been tiring for her to fly back and forth like that. Don’t always have a long face and not talk to her properly.”
Yan Zhaozhou was somewhat irritated.
"Me with a sour face? Zhu Ting wasn't much better off."
“We’ve always disliked each other, you all know that.”
Liang Shao stopped arranging the cake and said helplessly, "Xiao Ting is a girl, and she always takes the initiative to come to you. Can't you be a little more tolerant?"
"Also, the engagement was arranged by your grandfather himself. It's no use talking to us about any objections. Go and persuade your grandfather."
Yan Zhaozhou scoffed.
Zhu Ting loved to pretend to be obedient and sensible in front of his elders, showing two different faces in public and private, making him seem like some kind of grumpy villain.
He disliked her pretending to be well-behaved, while she disliked his act of being cool.
They genuinely disliked each other from the bottom of their hearts.
Unfortunately, pressured by their elders, the two could only exchange sharp glances and forced smiles, both helpless against the marriage arrangement.
Yan Zhaozhou didn't want to say more, but when he caught sight of Jiang Yingxu walking over with a cat, he immediately changed the subject.
"Jiang Yingxu, which kind of cake would you like?"
Yan Xingtai gestured as he drew his knife, then looked up at the tall, handsome young man and praised, "You're really good-looking, young man."
Liang Shao also felt a sense of enlightenment.
He chuckled and teased, "When I was studying at Ningcheng No. 1 High School more than 20 years ago, I didn't have any male classmates this handsome."
She met Yan Xingtai when she was in college in Ningcheng.
Although I have now settled in Beijing, I still feel a longing for my hometown.
Therefore, after his mother fell and Yan Zhaozhou took the initiative to request to move to Ningcheng to accompany his elderly mother, Liang Shao single-handedly facilitated the Yan Family Education Foundation's funding for several middle schools in Ningcheng.
Jiang Yingxu accepted the cake, his expression indifferent as usual, and thanked him in a low voice before leaving.
After Yan Shuli finished speaking with the manager, he walked back and happened to hear Liang Shao's sigh. He laughed and said, "Xiao Zhou really admires him."
The couple were well aware of their son's arrogant and cocky temperament, and asked him out of curiosity.
Yan Shuli said gently, "I've only heard Xiaozhou mention him on and off. He's a very smart and hardworking boy with excellent grades. He's won two national gold medals. It's just that his family is poor, his parents passed away early, and he's been working to support himself since junior high school."
Liang Shao silently repeated Jiang Yingxu's name, then suddenly remembered.
“I knew the name sounded familiar. Last time, the person in charge of the Ningcheng scholarship fund submitted a list, and it seemed like this boy was mentioned in particular.”
After all, how could a student receiving financial aid have such a stellar resume as two national gold medalists?
Liang Shao was busy with other things, but he overheard the person in charge's report. He didn't pay attention to it, but he remembered it.
Yan Xingtai looked into the distance.
Jiang Yingxu sat on a small sofa, eating cake with his head down, his bangs falling naturally and covering most of his eyebrows and eyes.
A long-haired kitten stepped on his thigh, tugged at his wrist, and peered at the cake plate.
The boy used a small fork to scoop out a little bit and brought it to the kitten's mouth.
The kitten licked it away with its tongue, its fluffy tail standing up and swaying happily.
The boy seemed to chuckle, unconcerned that the fork had been licked by the cat, and continued eating.
It was a very heartwarming scene.
Yan Xingtai: "Let's raise his quota again. Such a talented child shouldn't be held back by external conditions."
He withdrew his gaze, his eyes inadvertently sweeping over Yan Shuli and Yan Zhaozhou standing together, a barely perceptible pause on his face.
It was only then that he finally realized why Jiang Yingxu seemed somewhat familiar.
This child looks somewhat like Zhaozhou.
But he looks more like his older brother Yan Xingrong when he was young.
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