Ning Yuan sighed a little and gently patted his shoulder: "Alright, cousin, let's go."
Chen Chen's car was actually parked not far away; he was waiting nearby.
Rong Zhaonan turned around and nodded lightly to Ou Minglang and the others: "Thank you for taking care of Ning Yuan."
Yan Yangyang nodded vigorously: "Don't worry about the head instructor's business trip, we will definitely take good care of Ningning!"
Rong Zhaonan smiled at Ou Minglang, then turned and got into Chen Chen's jeep parked not far away, and drove off.
Ou Minglang frowned and looked at Ning Yuan: "Xiao Ning, what's wrong with you..."
He glanced at Yan Yangyang and Jin Bianjiang to the side but didn't say anything.
Jin Bianjiang, however, very tactfully pushed up his glasses and said to Yan Yangyang, "I just remembered that there are still some parts of your contract that I need to confirm with you separately."
Yan Yangyang, being straightforward, nodded: "Okay, there's a small pavilion up ahead, let's sit there and take a look."
After saying hello to Ning Yuan, he took Jin Bianjiang and went over first.
Jin Bianjiang watched Yan Yangyang see the military jeep disappear into the distance, and he smiled: "You really like soldiers?"
Although the head instructor said he had already retired from the military, Yan Yangyang always praised him highly.
Yan Yangyang chuckled, a little embarrassed: "I just gave a love letter to the guy next to the head instructor, but he didn't seem to recognize me."
Jin Bianjiang paused, his hand holding the documents pausing. He turned to look at her and slowly asked, "You like him?"
Yan Yangyang thought for a moment: "Brother Chen Chen is very skilled and tall and spirited. No one dislikes a man like him. It's a pity that he receives too many love letters and doesn't recognize me."
In the end, Yan Yangyang sounded somewhat helpless.
Jin Bianjiang curled his lips slightly: "That's a pity. Besides, judging from his appearance, he's someone close to the head instructor, so it's unlikely he'll stay at our school often."
Yan Yangyang sat down with an air of authority, crossed her arms, and sighed, "Yes, it seems my love life won't be easy to achieve. I need to find a few more targets."
She has practiced dance for many years, has no shortage of food and drink, is tall, and has a figure that clearly belongs to a dance student. Even when making such rough movements, she still has a kind of free and easy feeling.
Jin Bianjiang looked at her and smiled slightly: "What kind of target do you like? Does it have to be a soldier? Perhaps I can help you?"
Yan Yangyang nodded seriously: "I want to join the army, but my family won't allow it, so I can only find someone who is a soldier."
Jin Bianjiang considered the possibility of joining the army, and then thought about his 800-degree myopia and his 'advanced age' of 25, which basically meant there was no hope.
He then smiled and said, "You're being so hasty about something that's a lifelong commitment. Why do you have to find someone who's in the military? You can join the military yourself. Isn't it ridiculous to entrust your life to someone else?"
Yan Yangyang has a strong personality, but at this moment he sighed: "I myself came from a performing arts troupe, but my family is preventing me from going."
Jin Bianjiang hesitated for a moment, then said, "What if I could help you?"
Yan Yangyang's eyes immediately lit up, and she reached out and grabbed Jin Bianjiang's hand: "Senior brother has a way. I'll do whatever you want!"
Jin Bianjiang raised an eyebrow, his clear eyes crinkling into a smile. When he smiled with his eyes narrowed, he looked a bit like a fox-like scholar from a book of strange tales: "Really? I'll agree to anything. I absolutely won't regret it."
Yan Yangyang immediately held up her little finger: "Pinky promise, a hundred years and no turning back!"
Jin Bianjiang looked at her childish behavior, but his eyes were full of seriousness. He stretched out his finger and made a pinky promise with her: "No change for a hundred years."
Yan Yangyang smiled happily. Senior brother is such a good person!
Jin Bianjiang was also smiling happily!
But the next moment, Jin Bianjiang suddenly turned his hand around and clasped all her fingers in his, pressing their interlocked fingers onto the table, and asked with a smile—
"If you want to back out, junior sister, I'll come and collect the reward myself. You know I'm a law student, and I value fairness the most."
Jin Bianjiang's eyebrows curved, and his gentle smile made Yan Yangyang feel a chill down her spine. She didn't even notice how ambiguous the way his hand was being held was.
But the next moment she straightened her back and patted her chest: "A promise is a promise!"
Jin Bianjiang's smile returned to its usual gentle tone: "Okay, let's take a look at the details that need to be added to your contract with Ning Yuan and the others."
Comrade Yan Yangyang never expected that the future bigwig in the legal field was actually a bad person, so he readily agreed to the unequal agreement.
...
That fox was deceiving the big monkey, while Ou Minglang, alone with Ning Yuan, had his eyebrows furrowed so deeply they could trap a fly.
"Xiao Ning, didn't you break up with Rong Zhaonan? How did you get involved with him again? He's not a good person!"
Ning Yuan coughed lightly: "Actually, he didn't have any bad intentions..."
Most people in this era were still quite simple and honest; Rong only wanted to find her to be his wife.
“Xiao Ning, you can’t step into the same river twice or into the same pit twice. Even if he doesn’t have bad intentions, his home is a pit of fire.” Ou Minglang was really anxious.
Ning Yuan felt a warmth in her heart, knowing that he was worried about her. She patted his arm and said, "Don't worry, I didn't marry into his family. He's the one who moved into my family. His name is still on my household registration."
Of course she knew that being with Rong Zhaonan was dangerous; she had almost lost her life before. However, she herself also had her share of troubles.
What else can we do but make do? Besides, Chairman Mao said that all reactionaries are paper tigers! They will all be overthrown!
Ning Yuan looked at Ou Minglang seriously: "I have decided to be with him. Minglang, you are my friend. We have a history of starting a business together. I don't ask you to like him, but don't slander him unless you have evidence to prove that he has wronged me."
No one stipulates that your friends must like your partner.
Ou Minglang looked at her, his feelings were a bit complicated, though he couldn't quite put his finger on why.
All I know is that when my friend mentioned that man, she changed her tone.
Things are different now than they were in the county.
Ou Minglang rubbed his face helplessly: "Fine, I respect my friend's decision. I've already bought the train ticket to Guangzhou. I was originally coming to your dorm to find you, but I just happened to run into your roommate and senior downstairs."
It was somewhat of a coincidence that when he asked the dormitory supervisor to call someone downstairs, he ran into Ning Yuan's roommate, who was coming downstairs to see her senior.
After walking for a while, they saw her and Rong Zhaonan emerge from the grove.
Almost all universities have small woods, and Fudan University is no exception.
Just by looking at the longing in their eyes when they popped out, anyone could tell what the young couple had been up to inside.
He felt a little down, but quickly attributed this feeling to—well, he was afraid his friend had been scammed.
"Thanks, but are you really coming to Guangzhou with me?" Ning Yuan asked, somewhat puzzled.
I reached an agreement with Ou Minglang last time, asking him not to tell Ning Bingyu that I might be the Ning family's lost youngest daughter from back then, and at the same time, I mentioned that I was going to Guangzhou.
Ou Minglang readily agreed to go with her as a condition for concealing her identity.
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