Seeing that Liang Sihui was still hesitant to speak, and feeling that the three of them standing at the school gate for a long time was a bit awkward, Jiang Suisui broke the silence: "Sihui, do you have anything else to say? If not, we will go back first. Or do you want to come to our school to play for a while? I happen to have no classes this afternoon, so I will take you around our school."

Liang Sihui smiled faintly and said, "I may be more familiar with this school than you are. My father used to be a professor here, and I have been playing here as if it were my own backyard since I was a child."

"Oh, so...that's good, very good." Jiang Suishun forgot that Professor Liang was a professor at Capital University. It was too late for him to show off his skills in front of an expert. People didn't need that.

At this time, Song Weizheng directly took her hand and made a gesture to leave: "Since we don't have to go around the school, it seems that there is nothing to do. Let's go back first."

Liang Sihui was immediately anxious, and she quickly said, "I have something to do!"

Jiang Suisui: “…”

Liang Sihui continued, "Brother Song, my dad has been talking about you these days and wants to invite you to our house for dinner. Is it convenient for you this weekend?"

Song Wei Zheng turned around and looked at Jiang Sui Sui. Jiang Sui Sui blinked and said, "Why are you looking at me? I don't care."

Liang Sihui seemed to have just remembered that there was a Jiang Sui Sui at this moment, and said suddenly: "Sui Sui, you come too."

Jiang Suisui raised her eyebrows and glanced at Song Weizheng, saying, "Then... OK."

Professor Liang has been very kind to Song Weizhen, so it would be awkward to always refuse him.

Song Weizheng also nodded and said, "Okay, we will visit you this Saturday, thank you for your help."

Liang Sihui said happily, "No trouble, my dad and I will be very happy that Brother Song can come! I will cook on Saturday, you must try it."

"Then... I won't bother you anymore." Liang Sihui also felt that she had been lingering at the door for too long, so she could only say goodbye and leave reluctantly.

After watching her back gradually disappear, Jiang Suisui glanced at Song Weizheng and said, "Brother Song, you are very charming."

Song Wei Zheng curled his lips and smiled: "I am not very charming, but I have a very sour smell."

"Hmph!" Jiang Suunshun gritted her teeth in anger. "You call this not attractive? My heart is entirely devoted to you."

Song Weizheng said sternly: "If you don't want to, then we won't go. We'll find a chance to visit you alone later."

"That's not necessary. We still have to give Professor Liang face." Although Jiang Suishun was a little sour, she didn't really take it to heart. She even joked, "Anyway, we're going together. I'm staring at you with my fiery eyes. You don't dare to make any small moves."

Song Wei Zheng put his fist to his lips and smiled softly.

·

Jiang Suisui returned to the dormitory, collapsed on the bed, and sighed, "I'm so tired."

Zhao Qianyun looked at her strangely and said, "What have you been busy with these days? You always disappear suddenly. Is your partner so dependent on you?"

Jiang Suisui waved her hands and said, "Oh, no... there are so many messy things anyway."

Seeing that she was lying still, Zhao Qianyun simply sat down beside her bed and said mysteriously and excitedly, "You have so many worries. Do you want to find a chance to relax?"

Jiang Suinsui lay motionless on the bed, only moving his eyes to look at her and asked, "How do you relax?"

Zhao Qianyun chuckled and said, "You don't know yet, do you? Several other departments in our department are going to hold social dances! Let's go and have fun together then!"

"Social dance?" Jiang Suishun finally reacted a little, and felt that it sounded quite fresh. "What is it mainly for?"

Zhao Qianyun: "Just meet new friends, chat and dance."

Jiang Suishun stroked his forehead and smiled, "This... isn't really suitable for me. Why would I, who already has a date, go to a social dance?"

Zhao Qianyun: "What are you thinking? Socializing doesn't necessarily mean you're looking for a date. Just treat it as having fun, relaxing, and expanding your social circle. Do you understand?"

After saying that, she clapped her hands again to attract the attention of the other people in the dormitory: "Let's go to the dormitory together then!"

Wang Xiaotian was a little shy: "I, I can't dance, I can't do anything if I go, it's so awkward..."

Zhao Qianyun disagreed: "Who said you have to know how to dance? Not all the people who attend the social have learned to dance. Besides, dancing is just like that, just swaying along with the music, it's fun!"

Jiang Suisui chuckled: "That's true."

"That's a deal then!" Zhao Qianyun said happily, "Let's all go to the social dance together!"

"Wait a minute, who told you that?" Jiang Suisui quickly stopped him, "I'm a married man, and it won't have a good impact if I go to the social dance. You guys go, I'll just forget about it."

"Why are you so pedantic?" Zhao Qianyun said anxiously, "Why don't you bring your partner with you? Then you two will be so sweet and inseparable, and no one will come near you."

Jiang Suinsui laughed so hard that she fell backwards. "Who is so sweet and adorable? Are you cheesy? I'll go, can't I go?"

Zhao Qianyun smiled immediately: "That's more like it. It's agreed that we'll go together, this Saturday night."

Saturday night? I happened to be going to Professor Liang’s house that day.

Jiang Suinsui thought, forget it, it’s another busy Saturday.

With all the recent troubles, she hasn't been to the travel agency for two weeks. Her plan to make money has been suspended again. Sigh...

·

The Zhao family at night.

Mr. Zhao was lying on the bedside reading a book wearing reading glasses, while Mrs. Zhao was sitting in front of the dressing table fiddling with something.

Mr. Zhao looked up and saw that it was getting late, so he put away his book, took off his reading glasses, and said to the old lady, "What are you doing? It's getting late, it's time to go to bed."

Old Madam Zhao frowned and said with a mixture of wonder and suspicion, "I've always felt that something is wrong with my box lately."

The old man looked carefully and saw that the old lady was holding her treasure box in her hands, weighing it silently.

"What's wrong? Is the box broken?"

The old lady shook her head, with some absurd guesses in her mind. She simply found the key and opened the small lock on the box.

Seeing this, the old man sighed and said, "I don't think it's the box that's wrong, it's you. You're thinking about Qinglan again... Well, we should let it go as soon as possible. Qinglan has been gone for so many years, and Jiabao has grown up. These jewellery of Qinglan will be left to..."

Before she could say anything, the old lady had already opened the box and carefully touched each piece of jewelry with her fingers.

Her expression became more and more solemn. Finally, with a "bang", the old lady slammed the table hard. The old man was so scared that he stopped talking and looked over with a puzzled look on his face.

"Why did you suddenly slam the table? Doesn't your hand hurt?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he realized that the old lady looked a little nervous, "What happened?"

The old lady's face turned pale and she said in a cold voice, "There's a thief in the house!"

So, late at night, the two elders of the Zhao family, who had always taken good care of their health, did not sleep. Instead, they stared at the jewelry box that seemed to be acting strangely, with serious expressions on their faces.

Old man: "Are you sure it's really missing? Are you sure it's not wrong?"

The old lady said: "Of course, I bought these jewellery for Qinglan myself, and prepared them as her wedding dowry. I have taken them out to look at them from time to time over the years, and I know exactly what patterns are on each piece."

Old man: "How many items were lost in total?"

When the old lady mentioned this, she was very angry: "Five pieces were lost! When I weighed the box, I felt something was wrong. It was a little lighter than before. Although it's not obvious, I have collected this box for so many years, I can clearly see whether it is a little lighter or heavier!"

"This damn thief knows how to steal. He only takes small items that are less likely to attract attention. He lost a pair of jade earrings, two gemstone brooches, a ring, and the largest item was a pearl necklace."

The old man pondered for a moment and said, "Could it be...Mrs. Zhang?"

The old lady thought about it and quickly rejected it: "It can't be her. Aunt Zhang has been with us for so many years. She is hardworking and clean. Her family was in such a difficult situation a few years ago and almost couldn't make ends meet, but she never asked us to borrow money. It can't be her."

Mother Zhang was a nanny hired by the family to cook and clean. She had worked for the Zhao family for more than 20 years. During that time, the Zhao family went abroad for nearly 10 years, but they still brought her back after they returned, which shows how deep their relationship was.

"Who else could it be?" The old man was puzzled. "It's unlikely that an outsider would come into the bedroom. Not to mention that your box is locked and can't be opened without a key. It can't be one of our own family members, right?"

The old lady's heart ached; this was the possibility she feared most.

Seeing her remain silent, the old man's heart skipped a beat and he quickly asked, "Do you really suspect that someone from our family took it?"

The old lady sighed silently and said, "I'm not sure, and I hope it's not... But a few days ago, I happened to see Jiabao standing at the door of our bedroom, as if he was about to go in. He was startled when he saw me, and finally ran away without doing anything."

"But I dare not think about it, old man. How can the child we raised ourselves be a thief?"

The old man frowned, a trace of doubt flashed through his mind, and then he shook his head quickly and said, "No, it shouldn't be. Although Jiabao is a little bit drunk and has minor problems all the time, he has never made a big mistake. We don't lack food and drink for him, and we give him plenty of pocket money. Is it necessary for him to steal things? No need!"

The old lady said, "I hope not, but he sometimes gets upset! Apart from him, it is even more impossible for anyone else in the family to be the cause."

She paused, as if she remembered something, and suddenly said, "I heard Jiabao and Qianyun quarreling a few days ago. They said it was because of a female classmate in Qianyun's dormitory. Jiabao fell in love with her and said he would bring her to me for my approval when he got her. I was thinking... could he have secretly taken these jewels to please the female classmate?"

After saying that, the old lady poked the old man and urged him, "Old man, don't you think so?"

The old man thought about it, nodded and said, "According to what you said, it is very likely! Jiabao is fine in other aspects, but he has a lot of lumps and intestines."

The more the old lady thought about it, the more she felt that this was the case. She slammed the table in anger again and said, "What a bastard! In order to pursue a girl, he even dared to steal his own mother's jewelry. Does he still take Qinglan seriously?"

"And that girl, it's better that she didn't accept these jewels. Otherwise, I will never let such a short-sighted person enter our Zhao family!"