Chapter 129 Back to School
Sang Yue, like a bullied young wife, grabbed the corner of Lin Jin's clothes and cried, "Jin Jin, are you going to abandon me?"
Lin Jin put the fruits and vegetables in the kitchen, "Why would I abandon you?"
Sang Yue looked at her sadly: "Now that you have reunited with your parents, are you going to move out?"
Lin Jin nodded, "That's true, but I won't move out for the time being. And what if I move out? Does that mean we're no longer friends?"
"Of course, but I still feel bad."
Sang Yue felt like the sky was falling.
Who could understand how she felt? She had finally found a partner with whom she had a very good understanding, but now his partner was moving away. It was as painful as her partner quitting his job.
What’s more, the food that his partner cooks is delicious. Where can she find such a chef in the future?
When Sang Yue thought about not having any food to eat in the future, she cried even more sadly.
Lin Jin tore off a tissue and handed it to her, "Don't cry, I'm not leaving Anshi, if you want me, you can come to school to find me."
"What do you want to eat tonight? I'll make it for you. Just order whatever you want."
"Don't regret what you said." Sang Yue sobbed and listed more than ten dishes in one breath.
“Braised pork trotters, braised prawns...”
Each dish was a big one and took quite some time to finish. Lin Jin gritted her teeth and agreed, "Okay, I'll beat you up if you don't finish it."
Sang Yue replied confidently: "If I can't finish it, I'll keep it. I want to remember the person by looking at it."
Lin Jin: “…”
After a busy day, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening when I finished my meal and returned to school.
Lin Jin told her parents that she had arrived at school, and then called them on video before carrying her suitcase and walking up to the dormitory.
The roommates also came back. Lin Jin suddenly pushed the door open and everyone was stunned for a while.
By the time they reacted, the screams from 303 immediately penetrated the dormitory building.
"Oh my god, you're back!"
"No, when did you come back? I thought you wanted to take a few more days off."
"How is your family? Are you getting along well with them?"
The three of them surrounded Lin Jin and asked her a lot of questions, and Lin Jin patiently answered them one by one.
After listening to Lin Jin’s simple story of recognizing their relatives, the three of them all sighed that it was a blessing that their relatives were all there.
After hearing about the 10 million in pocket money, the three of them almost fainted.
Jiang Le held the phone in his hands, his eyes almost falling to the ground, "Oh my god, I have never seen so many zeros in my life. The rich are really rich. I will have connections in the future."
Minghui touched the black card again and again, took out her phone and took several photos in a row, "I also saw the legendary black card, I will keep these photos as heirlooms in the future."
Hua Yi was not calm either. Her monthly pocket money was only 500,000 yuan, but her best friend's monthly pocket money was more than hers in half a year.
She found a small handkerchief from somewhere and bit it in her mouth, imitating Sang Yue's way of saying with a pinched throat: "Rich woman, please allow me to be your follower. I don't want too much, just give me one million a month and I will be satisfied."
Hua didn't show any jealousy at all. Instead, she felt very happy because her friends were even richer than her.
At this moment, she wanted to tell everyone in her circle of friends that the prince and little princess of An City should all get out of the way. This was the shock coming from the wealthy families of Jing City.
"Okay, you guys, stop teasing me."
Lin Jin opened the box and placed five or six gift bags on the table. "These are the gifts I brought for you. See if you like them. If not, I have more here."
The three of them looked over and caught a glimpse of the thing inside which hissed.
Various big-name skin care products, luxury bags and necklaces, diamond-studded watches, and gemstone rings that are bigger than pigeon eggs.
Minghui held a ruby ring in disbelief: "You're going to let us pick them all?"
"Well, all for you."
Jiang Le reached out and covered Lin Jin's forehead with his hand, then touched his own forehead, "You don't have a fever, so many things must be very valuable, is this really okay?"
Lin Jin smiled awkwardly, "Actually, this was given to me by my mother. I don't need so many of them, so she told me to do with them as I pleased. I was afraid you would dislike them because I didn't pick them myself."
"How could that be? Anyone who dislikes it is a fool." Hua Yi excitedly held up a white crocodile leather bag, "It's a great honor for me to have found it. I've been waiting for it for a long time but I still can't get it. Thank you, auntie. I only want this bag."
Tomorrow she will brag about it in her circle of friends. Who says that only by relying on parents can one reach the top? She has also reached the top with the help of her friends.
No, don’t change it to tomorrow, she immediately posted on her Moments.
Hua Yi walked to the mirror and took several photos of her bag and posted them on WeChat Moments.
Seeing that Hua Yi accepted it well, Mingsui and Jiang Le no longer had any psychological burden and each picked out a gift from the bag.
"We have chosen it. Thank you, Auntie."
Each of them picked up a set of skin care products and didn't choose.
Lin Jin urged them to continue taking some, "There are still a lot, keep taking."
The three of them shook their heads at the same time. That was enough.
Lin Jin sighed, grabbed the gift bags, and stuffed two of them into their cabinets.
"I told you I'm giving it to you. Have you forgotten how much you helped me in the past? Are we still friends?"
She scolded the three of them, making them shrink their heads and remain silent.
After Lin Jin finished scolding and took a breath, Jiang Le said weakly: "What about Sang Yue? Don't you leave some for her?"
Lin Jin took a sip of water to moisten her throat and said, "I gave it to her this afternoon, and I scolded her as well."
Three people: ......
That’s good, at least they’re not fighting alone.
......
[Shock! The actress who jumped to her death last year did not commit suicide, but was tortured to death...]
At one o'clock in the morning, a marketing account released a message.
Night owl netizens were still awake and clicked on the post as soon as they saw it.
After quickly reading the cause and effect, someone immediately guessed who the deceased was.
[1st floor: Damn, this is so exciting, is this something we can watch? ]
[2nd floor: Is it xr? I felt her death was not simple last year. ]
[3rd floor: Interesting, the murderer is from a wealthy family. It seems that there are only a few families in Jing City that can be called big families, right? ]
[20th floor: It’s so scary. Ordinary people are totally insignificant in front of the powerful.]
【23rd floor: Don’t scare people at night. What about having your eyes gouged out? This is just nonsense from a marketing account.】
[34th floor: Horrifying, the police reported it as suicide, this method is too outrageous. ]
[45th floor: It's what they deserve. The evildoers will be punished.]
[79th floor: No, what are you talking about? Who died? Can you give me the name? I'm confused. Is there any kind person who can tell me what happened?]
The post was pushed to the top.
Many people questioned whether it was a fake, many people did not believe it, and even more people thought that it was done intentionally by a marketing account in order to provoke the people to question the authorities.
Several parties argued for hundreds of levels under the post, and it was soon discovered and blocked by the administrator.
This group of people turned to another battlefield, and were blocked as soon as they posted something.
Even the marketing account that posted the message at the beginning was warned not to post again. It was not until several accounts were bombed that a group of onlookers vaguely understood what was going on.
What they discussed seemed to be true.
......
In Jing City, Zhao's mother sat in front of the mourning hall and cried.
In just a few days, her plump body quickly lost several pounds. She stayed in the mourning hall day and night, and her whole body was shaky.
Zhao's mother still can't believe that her only son is dead and was murdered by someone.
There is still no clue about the murderer, not even a suspect.
She looked at the bearded father Zhao across from her and asked sternly, "Old Zhao, have you found Taoist Taifu? Has he agreed to help us?"
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