Chapter 257 Finally, she had a formal title; her fiancé was also her husband.
"What?"
Upon hearing Lou Ying's words, Jiang Jibai's gaze suddenly turned cold.
Ask him?
"Beg me, and I'll make way for you," Lou Ying repeated.
Having just been subjected to Song Mingji's sarcastic remarks, he then ran into Jiang Jibai here.
I had nowhere to vent my anger.
"..."
Jiang Jibai and Lou Ying had many conflicts, and when facing Pei Jinwu, he was outwardly friendly but inwardly hostile, and his smile was forced.
The fog is gone now.
The two confronted each other and stopped pretending.
"Mr. Lou, are you sure?" Jiang Jibai pushed open the car door, walked up to Lou Ying, gripped the handlebars of her motorcycle with one hand, and a cold light gleamed in his deep eyes.
"certainly."
Lou Ying wouldn't allow herself to be bullied by Jiang Jibai time and time again.
You jerk.
pretty boy.
"Okay." Jiang Jibai smirked, turned slightly, and took out his phone from his pocket. "In that case, I have no choice but to complain."
To file a complaint?
Lou Ying narrowed her eyes, staring at him with a puzzled look.
"I'm going to deliver some food to Wuwu now..." Jiang Jibai slowly flipped through his phone book, his voice clear and crisp: "I have to tell her I can't make it."
Sending food?
Wu Xiaomei, that little foodie, values money and food very much.
If there's a delay, shouldn't we hold her responsible?
"Jiang Jibai, you're still breastfeeding, aren't you?" Lou Ying's lips curled into a smile, her eyes revealing disdain. "You even dared to tattle!"
"Just tell me if you're going to let me pass or not!"
Jiang Jibai raised his phone, hovering over the dial pad; it was Pei Jinwu calling.
"you……"
Lou Ying also wanted to have some backbone, but she couldn't beat Wu Xiaomei.
Never mind.
We can't afford to mess with them.
I'll find an opportunity to deal with Jiang Jibai properly another day.
"You've got guts." Lou Ying immediately propped up the motorcycle and started the throttle.
Before leaving, he gave Jiang Jibai the middle finger with a defiant look, and casually added, "Actor Jiang doesn't look too well. You should see a traditional Chinese medicine doctor to help you recover. It looks like a kidney problem."
"..."
Watching the building disappear into the distance, Jiang Jibai's face turned ashen with anger.
Did you contact Wuwu at night?
Are you blind?!
——
Inside the car on the other side.
Song Mingji sat in the driver's seat, turning his head to look at Wen Jianjian, who was sitting obediently with her hands on her knees.
"I heard you also received an invitation from the Imperial University's admissions team," Song Mingji said, trying to start a conversation. "What major did you choose?"
"law."
Wen Jianjian immediately sat up straight, a respectful smile on her face.
In her eyes, her cousin's three older brothers were her elders.
Her mother had disciplined her.
They said their cousin treated them very well, and they should be especially polite to her family.
"Don't be so nervous." Song Mingji smiled and said softly, "Just think of me as... a friend."
He wouldn't dare say something like "brother" so casually.
If it comes true, then it's all over.
"..."
Wen Jianjian chuckled twice, but dared not utter any nonsense.
The two chatted casually.
After finally arriving at her doorstep, Wen Jianjian thanked them and quickly ran off with her bag.
Only when I got home did I dare to breathe deeply.
"Jianjian, what's wrong?" Pei Shu came out of the room and asked in confusion, "Weren't you and your cousin going to celebrate Mr. Shang's birthday?"
"I think the car downstairs belongs to Mr. Song. Did he bring you back?"
"Mmm." Wen Jianjian nodded obediently, picked up the water and gulped it down. "Sitting with Brother Song San and Brother Song is too agonizing."
"What's wrong?" Pei Shu asked, puzzled.
“He looks…” Wen Jianjian took a sip of water, trying to calm herself down, and blurted out, “He looks a lot like my homeroom teacher.”
Their homeroom teacher is very strict, but also very responsible.
They were especially strict with advanced students like Wen Jianjian.
I ran into him again when we were in the first year of high school and were assigned to different classes.
The homeroom teacher was Wen Jianjian's nightmare throughout her three years of high school.
“No.” Wen Jianjian patted her face and said seriously, “I need to stay away from Brother Song from now on, otherwise I’ll get stressed.”
"..."
Pei Shu peered down and saw that Song Mingji's car hadn't left yet.
He sighed:
"Hey, your cousin's family are all good people."
"Jianjian, you need to respect them from now on, understand?"
"I know, I know." Wen Jianjian nodded and answered very seriously, "I promise to treat them as elders, with both respect and love."
Song Mingji: "..."
——
Inside the sports car.
Pei Jinwu sat in Shang Shiyan's lap, her cheeks flushed as she rubbed against the man's chest, her breath carrying a faint scent of wine.
How could Shang Xun, that pig-brain, serve Wuwu an extra-sweet cocktail?
It contains baijiu (Chinese liquor) and has a relatively high alcohol content.
"Fog..."
Shang Shiyan gently cradled Pei Jinwu's head, his handsome face furrowed, and asked softly, "Would you like some water?"
"..."
Pei Jinwu slowly opened her eyes, her pupils slightly red, and shook her head uncomfortably.
"It's okay, just go back and rest for a while." Shang Shiyan stroked her face, pulling her closer to him, his gaze burning: "Wuwu, did you make the bracelet yourself?"
He recognized this small piece of sandalwood; it was the beloved possession of that old bald monk, the president of the Medical Association.
I heard that it was "stolen" by Wuwu a few days ago.
When made into bracelets, they are exceptionally exquisite.
"Hmm." Pei Jinwu closed her eyes, feeling Shang Shiyan's rhythmic heartbeat, and said unclearly, "Wearing the bracelet, you are mine in life and in death. From now on, be more self-aware."
"good."
Shang Shiyan smiled, his sparkling amber eyes shimmering with intoxicating tenderness, and he affectionately touched her nose with his fingertip: "After all, I'm penniless now, and I'll have to make a living under Miss Pei's care in the future, so I'll definitely serve you very conscientiously."
Serving?
The way he said it made it sound a bit suggestive.
"That would be best."
Pei Jinwu gave a soft hum, buried her face in his chest, and smiled slightly. "Ugh, don't talk."
"Go to sleep." Shang Shiyan didn't disturb her anymore, his gaze falling on the bracelet.
W&Y.
Looking at the exquisite "letters" carved on the sandalwood, the man felt as if his heart was enveloped in warm water, a warmth that was beyond words.
She finally has a formal status, even though it's not officially recognized, her fiancé is still her husband.
In the near future—
He will definitely marry her legitimately.
Shang Shiyan smiled, took out his phone, and sent a message to Old Madam Shang:
"grandmother"
Because he couldn't catch up with Wuwu, he was blocked by the old lady, and the message couldn't be sent.
"..."
Shang Shiyan shook his head helplessly, added the friend request, and wrote in the note: "As expected, I've won over the granddaughter-in-law you've been waiting for."
Approved in one second.
The old lady said, "Really? I thought you'd given your entire fortune and still wouldn't be able to win over that girl."
Shang Shiyan: "Yes, not girlfriend, fiancée."
The old lady said, "Fiancée? Don't be too happy yet."
Shang Shiyan: "?"
The old lady said, "School starts soon, and I've already inquired. There are tons of handsome young men and muscular guys in the computer science department... I even have photos, do you want to see them?"
Shang Shiyan's face immediately darkened: "No need, I have confidence in myself."
A few seconds later.
Shang Shiyan connected to the old lady's photo album and enlarged the photos of the "young people" one by one.
Look carefully, really carefully, really carefully!!!
——
good evening.
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