"Why? Don't you always think that Teacher Zhou has ulterior motives towards me?"
"You were so anxious when I didn't show it to you, but now that I've shown it to you, you don't want to watch it anymore. I really don't understand what you're thinking."
Zhao Xuehui was speechless, suddenly unable to understand the younger brother in front of her.
“It’s very simple,” Jiang Sheng readily admitted, “I really don’t like Teacher Zhou. After all, who would like someone who wants to take my sister away?”
"But then again, if I actually read this letter, wouldn't that mean I don't trust my sister?"
“Since Second Sister believes that Teacher Zhou is a good person, it means that Second Sister has her own judgment and understanding. If I really try to find out, I will not only distrust Second Sister, but I will also feel that Second Sister cannot even see what a person is like.”
Although Jiang Sheng did believe that his second sister was too straightforward and had poor judgment of people.
But you can't entirely blame Second Sister, because Zhou Changgui is such a good actor. If he hadn't experienced his previous life and knew what kind of person Zhou Changgui was, he probably would have been fooled by Zhou Changgui now.
“I didn’t expect you to be so understanding, Xiaosheng.” Zhao Xuehui was taken aback for a moment, then put down her chopsticks and picked up the letter. “I know that the reason you were so insistent on reading this letter was mainly because you were worried that I would be deceived.”
"I'm not quite used to you saying this all of a sudden."
After saying this, Zhao Xuehui took the initiative to open the envelope in her hand, unfold the letter inside, and place it on the table.
"Actually, it's nothing. Even if you hadn't brought it up today, I was planning to open this letter and let you see the poem inside."
Zhao Xuehui pushed the letter in front of Jiang Sheng, smiled at him, and made no attempt to hide her admiration for Zhou Changgui.
"I must say, Teacher Zhou is really good at writing. Although she is only an English teacher, the poem she wrote is really great. Take a look."
Looking at the paper in front of him, Jiang Sheng could not hide the surprise and astonishment on his face.
"My second sister let me see it on her own initiative?"
He admitted that his words were mainly a strategic retreat, but he didn't expect his second sister to be so proactive and actually show him the letter.
"What's wrong with showing this to you?"
Zhao Xuehui smiled, her eyes filled with the joy of finding a kindred spirit: "Didn't you say you've been quite interested in poetry lately? Teacher Zhou's writing is really quite good. If you take a look, it might inspire you, and you can learn from it."
Since Zhao Xuehui had already said so much, Jiang Sheng stopped refusing and hesitated, and directly took the paper in his hand and read it from beginning to end.
Although I had already guessed that the poem in front of me must have been stolen by Zhou Changgui from his student.
But after actually seeing what was written there, Jiang Sheng was very angry, but he was more curious about who had written the poem.
Not only is the word choice and sentence structure excellent, but the metaphors are also very vivid and lifelike.
However, perhaps due to his young age, some of the parallel structures were not used quite appropriately. But these flaws do not detract from the overall excellence of the poem, which is indeed very realistic and satirical.
No wonder my second sister's face was full of admiration and excitement.
My second sister has an admiration for the strong, and she is also straightforward and generous.
If this were a past life, it might have been around this time that the second sister developed feelings for Zhou Changgui that were somewhat different from her usual feelings.
If it were him, he would definitely be curious about the person who wrote this poem.
Curiosity is naturally one of the most crucial factors in generating attraction between men.
"How is it? It's pretty good, isn't it?"
Zhao Xuehui acted as if she were a student hoping for praise, as if the poem in her hand was not written by someone else, but by herself.
"It's really well written."
Suppressing his anger towards Zhou Changgui, Jiang Sheng wore a calm and composed smile. Like Zhao Xuehui, he even said with a hint of admiration, "Second Sister, I finally understand why you admire Teacher Zhou so much. It's because Teacher Zhou is indeed very talented."
"Right!"
Hearing Jiang Sheng's approval of Zhou Ludu, Zhao Xuehui was as happy as if she herself had been praised.
"I told you, Teacher Zhou is indeed a good person. As for what you told me before, I've always kept it in mind."
Don't worry!
Zhao Xuehui patted Jiang Sheng on the shoulder and solemnly promised him, "I admire him, and although I do have some feelings for Teacher Zhou, I won't easily agree to his request unless I thoroughly test him!"
Jiang Sheng breathed a sigh of relief: "It's good that you think that way, Second Sister. But as you just said, admiration is one thing, but if you don't get my complete approval, I don't want my sister to be taken away by someone else!"
Although these words were somewhat domineering and unreasonable, they were indeed the only way Jiang Sheng could think of to make his second sister a little more rational.
Zhao Xuehui was slightly taken aback, then looked at her younger brother's serious expression.
She suddenly stepped forward, bringing her body very close to Jiang Sheng.
"What's wrong? Do you suddenly find your second sister incredibly charming? Are you jealous because you see her getting close to other boys?"
Looking at Zhao Xuehui's mischievous smile and smelling the faint, sweet fragrance on her nose...
Jiang Sheng knew that his second sister was deliberately teasing him again.
Despite the fact that the two were standing very close together, and the second sister's words were quite suggestive.
However, Jiang Sheng understood very well that if he continued to say what his second sister said, he would definitely face a beating.
"No, no, no," Jiang Sheng suppressed those chaotic thoughts and resisted looking at the voluptuous figure in front of him. He quickly raised his hands in surrender: "Second Sister is my goddess. I dare not blaspheme my goddess. Don't tease me, Second Sister."
"You brat."
Zhao Xuehui could only purse her lips, feeling rather bored: "Can't you just cooperate with your second sister? This isn't as fun as it was when we were kids."
Jiang Sheng's lips twitched slightly.
Well, going along with it won't work, and surrendering won't work either. He's no longer the little kid he used to be. If he were to take advantage of his second sister, he'd be dead meat.
"Alright, alright, I'm not kidding you anymore."
Zhao Xuehui decided to call it a day. The siblings finished their meal, and it was almost eight o'clock, but their eldest sister, Zhao Nianmeng, still hadn't returned.
"Huh?" Zhao Xuehui asked in confusion, "Didn't Second Sister say this morning that the factory matter should be almost settled today? Why hasn't she come back yet?"
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