Jiang Ling bought him many reference books, covering all kinds of subjects and all walks of life.
I hope he can understand a little more. He doesn’t need to understand everything, just knowing it is enough.
Jiang Ling was even more surprised. "You've seen all of this? Have you recognized all the characters?"
"I've roughly recognized it, but I'm not very proficient in it yet, so I'll look at other books first so that I can recognize it faster," he said.
Jiang Ling nodded, then suddenly looked up, "Then... so you memorized it after reading it once?"
He shook his head. "I just have an impression. I can't memorize it all."
"I was able to memorize it just now because..." He looked at her with gentle eyes, "You are an actor, so you memorized it deliberately."
He wanted to understand Jiang Ling of this world faster and more.
Jiang Ling smiled, hooked his chin and kissed him, "Encouragement, you are really great."
Zhou Jing'an raised the corner of his mouth, "Go on."
"I signed with the company when I was 18. I was an orphan, so I passed the college entrance exam but couldn't afford to go to college. I signed a five-year contract, which will expire in a few months."
She said slowly, "I haven't studied seriously, my acting skills are not outstanding, and my appearance is average in the entertainment industry. I'm not very popular and don't make much money. I've saved about 80,000 in the past four years."
Jiang Ling didn't say that the orphanage was facing reconstruction a few years ago and she donated 50,000 yuan. She had saved up 80,000 yuan by living frugally over the years.
"This house is rented. Living here isn't a long-term solution, so we have to move." She laughed. "Our family is not short of money now. That house was given to me by a fool, and the money is enough to last us a long time."
If she were alone, a villa and five million would be enough for her for a lifetime.
But now there are two more people. Not to mention that she wants to continue to support her precious husband, Zhou Xian’s school expenses also require money. The five million will definitely not be spent in the short term, but she still has to find a way to make money later.
She comforted him: "So, don't think about saving money. I want to spend money on you. You've lived such a luxurious life before, so of course I have to continue to raise you like a princess."
Zhou Jing'an's eyebrows twitched slightly, and he felt a little itchy in his heart.
He said softly: "Wouldn't that mean I'm being supported by you? How can that be possible?"
Jiang Ling laughed out loud, holding his face and pinching it, "A husband's face, a wife's dignity, you are doing this to save face for me."
Why does it look like she's keeping a gigolo?
Zhou Jing'an blushed, feeling something was wrong. He murmured softly, "Ling'er is teasing me. This is not right."
"Okay, there's nothing wrong. Just study hard now. You don't need to worry about making money for now." Jiang Ling stood up and said, "I'll go cook. You can read."
Zhou Jingan held her back and frowned, "Cooking? How can you be so tired?"
Jiang Ling tilted her head, "There are no servants here, and you have to do everything yourself. Although my cooking is average, it's barely edible, don't worry."
Zhou Jing'an frowned as he watched her enter the small kitchen.
Obviously there were some, although they were not called servants, but he saw that there were nannies and the like among the professions.
He secretly made up his mind that he should quickly learn more about this place and find a job to make money so as not to let Jiang Ling be so tired.
Zhou Jing'an read seriously for three hours. Jiang Ling brought two bowls of noodles with gravy to the table and called him to eat.
She video-called the dean, trying to get Zhou Jing'an to talk to Zhou Xian in the camera.
He felt it was magical, novel and a little hesitant.
Zhou Xian had a great time in the orphanage. There were many children there and he was able to make many friends.
Jiang Ling raised the corners of her mouth and asked him where he wanted to stay. She would pick him up the next day to give him a surprise.
Zhou Xian nodded repeatedly in surprise, not afraid at all of not sleeping with his parents.
After hanging up the video call, Jiang Ling asked Zhou Jing'an how the noodles went.
"It's delicious," he said.
Jiang Ling smiled, curled her lips and said that he would coax her.
After packing, Jiang Ling was about to take him out to buy furniture, but he stopped her and looked at her arm hesitantly.
When she went out in the morning, the temperature was still a little low, so she put on a thin jacket over her short-sleeved shirt. Now it was hot, so she only wore a short-sleeved shirt and jeans.
She couldn't help but want to laugh, deliberately teasing him, "What's wrong? Don't you want to go?"
Zhou Jingan frowned, lowered his eyes and held her in his arms, whispering: "I don't want others to see you..."
He is so selfish. Jiang Ling is so beautiful and so many people like her, but he doesn't want others to even look at her.
Jiang Ling touched his head and said with a smile, "Are you so stingy? It's just my arms. I have a little skirt." She took his hand and gestured on her thigh, "It's only here."
Zhou Jingan opened his eyes wide, surprised and jealous, "No, throw it away."
She shook her head, refusing to agree. "The little skirt is so pretty, paired with a small suspender, it's really cool to wear in the summer. I don't want to throw it away."
Zhou Jing'an pursed his lips tightly, frowned, and dared not speak, so he could only look at her with grievance.
Jiang Ling couldn't help laughing. "That's summer time. Don't think too much about it. I'll put on a coat, okay?"
She took a thin shirt, Zhou Jingan smiled and nodded, holding her hand tightly, and the two went out.
Normally Jiang Ling would try to save money whenever possible, riding a bicycle or taking the subway being common, but since Zhou Jingan had just arrived, she still took a taxi.
The two went to the furniture store to choose.
Not only to take care of Zhou Jing'an, but she herself had gotten used to the step-out bed over the years. The two of them spent a long time choosing and finally selected one with a lotus pattern carving. The wood was not as expensive as the one in Zhou's house, but it was still acceptable.
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