Chapter 103 You and Yanli were both deceived by her
Ji Jinliang said confidently: "Don't worry, you will definitely be very satisfied when you meet Yan Xin."
Old Mrs. Ji disagreed.
"Don't rush to let that girl come home. I want to test her first. If she passes my test, she will be the eldest grandson and daughter-in-law of my Ji family!"
Ji Jinliang said with some amusement: "Yan Li was lucky to be able to pursue Yan Xin. Mom, you must not ruin this marriage."
"No, Mom knows what's going on."
The next day at noon, Mrs. Ji took Ji Jinliang's car and set off for Yuying Middle School.
Ji Jinliang was puzzled, mainly because he was worried: "Mom, you haven't met Yan Xin, how are you going to test her?"
"Don't worry about that," Mrs. Ji smiled mysteriously, "I have my own way.
Okay, just drop me here and go do your thing. I'll go back when I'm done here. ”
Ji Jinliang felt helpless and didn't know what the old lady was going to do. He couldn't persuade her, so he had to agree.
Shen Qingning walked slowly towards the school gate with a sad face. The scene of Song Yunting scattering twenty yuan at her feet kept appearing in her mind, like a barbed whip, lashing her proud self-esteem.
Shen Qingning increasingly felt that Song Yunting didn't like her that much.
If he really loved her, he should have taken the initiative to pay the 20 yuan reference book fee for her instead of taking the opportunity to humiliate her when she begged him to borrow money.
She and Song Yunting have been in a cold war these past two days. She wanted to break up, but she couldn't bear to give up his status as the son of a high-ranking official.
Besides, she had already done that kind of thing with him and sacrificed too much for him, so she really didn't want to break up like this.
While she was daydreaming, a military vehicle drove past Shen Qingning and stopped not far away.
After the car door was opened, a senior officer in military uniform walked out of the car.
The officer bent down again and helped an old lady out of the car.
The old lady was tall and well-maintained, with a noble and elegant temperament. It was obvious that she was used to a life of luxury.
Shen Qingning was slightly stunned. She had seen this officer before. Wasn’t he Song Yunting’s father?
Who is this old lady?
Could it be Song Yunting’s grandmother?
Shen Qingning couldn't help but get excited. Her relationship with Song Yunting had been a little strained recently. If she could start with his grandmother and please her first, wouldn't Song Yunting have to listen to her obediently?
Thinking of this, Shen Qingning quickly hid behind a willow tree and quietly looked at Ji Jinliang and Old Lady Ji.
After Ji Jinliang helped Old Lady Ji out of the car, he reminded her, "Mom, take it easy and don't be impulsive."
"Don't worry, I know what's going on. Go quickly, or you'll be late for the meeting."
Ji Jinliang gave Mrs. Ji a few more instructions before turning around and getting into the car.
Old Mrs. Ji first looked at the school gate for a long time, then walked towards the guard room.
A gray head popped out of the concierge and asked, "Old lady, are you looking for your grandson or granddaughter? What's the child's name and which class is she in?"
Old Mrs. Ji smiled and said, "I'm looking for Qiao Yanxin. Which class is she in?"
The doorman's eyes suddenly lit up, and he raised his hand and pointed at the crowd in front of him and said, "Isn't that Qiao Yanxin, the pretty girl in light green clothes and two pigtails..."
Old Mrs. Ji looked in the direction the guard pointed.
When Qiao Yanxin was riding her bicycle halfway, she discovered that the rear wheel had a flat tire and was lying flat on the ground. She had no choice but to push the bike to the nearest repair shop.
The bicycle repairman said the tire was flat and needed to be replaced, and asked her to come and pick up the bicycle after school.
After thanking him, Qiao Yanxin hurriedly ran to school.
As soon as she entered the school gate, she saw Shen Qingning walking stealthily in front of her. Shen Qingning glanced at Qiao Yanxin and saw that Qiao Yanxin had changed into a light green silk shirt again this afternoon. She couldn't help but feel jealous.
She has been wearing this green dress for several weeks, but Qiao Yanxin changes into new clothes several times a week. It's simply unfair!
Qiao Yanxin was too lazy to pay attention to Shen Qingning. He just glanced at her and hurried to the classroom.
Old Mrs. Ji followed the concierge's line of sight and saw a young girl wearing a light green dress and two pigtails.
He turned around and nodded to the concierge, smiling, "Thank you."
He raised his foot and walked towards Shen Qingning.
Shen Qingning was just looking for an opportunity to approach Old Mrs. Ji, but she didn't expect that the old lady would actually walk towards her.
She was so excited and delighted that she had already put on a gentle and pleasant smile. She secretly made up her mind to perform well and please the old lady.
When the two were less than five steps apart, Mrs. Ji suddenly cried out "Ouch!" and squatted down, holding her calf.
Shen Qingning became even more excited and thought to herself, it's really a relief that someone will hand you a pillow whenever you feel sleepy.
She rushed over, supported Old Lady Ji, and said with concern: "Grandma, what's wrong with you? Is your leg hurting? Do you want to be taken to the hospital?"
Old Madam Ji looked at Shen Qingning calmly, frowned, and pretended to be in pain and said, "Little girl, help me to the edge of the garden to rest for a while.
When people get old, their legs and feet become less flexible and they feel pain here and there. ”
Shen Qingning responded obediently: "Grandma, I'll support you, you can lean on my shoulders and walk over, it will be easier..."
Old Mrs. Ji curled her lips in satisfaction and thought, Yan Li has good taste. This little girl is very pretty and has a sweet voice. She is a beauty.
I just don't know what his character is like.
"Okay, little girl, thank you for your help."
Shen Qingning was very excited. It seemed that she had left a good impression on the old lady. She needed to keep up the good work.
Shen Qingning smiled even sweeter, and said crisply: "Grandma, it's not a problem, please go slowly."
After Old Mrs. Ji took Shen Qingning's arm and sat down on the stone bench, she looked at her seriously for a few more times.
Shen Qingning felt a little embarrassed being stared at. She didn't know whether Song Yunting had mentioned their relationship to his family, and she didn't know whether she should tell Grandma Ji that she was Song Yunting's girlfriend.
Just as she was thinking about it, Mrs. Ji said, "Child, can you help me rub my legs?"
Shen Qingning was more than happy to do so, so she quickly squatted down and began to massage Grandma Ji's calves carefully.
"Grandma, does it hurt here? Did I use too much strength? Tell me if you can't stand it."
Old Madam Ji kept looking down at Shen Qingning, and after a while she said, "It hurts here, rub it here, use more force."
After a while, she continued, "This place is uncomfortable too. Rub it. Oh, little girl, can you be a little less forceful? It hurts me..."
Shen Qingning worked hard and carefully massaged Old Lady Ji's legs for a long time, and her feet became numb from squatting.
Mrs. Ji then said contentedly, "Little girl, I heard the bell for class. Please come into the classroom. My legs are much better now. They don't hurt much anymore. I can walk home by myself."
Shen Qingning shook her head stubbornly: "Grandma, your health is more important. It doesn't matter if I miss a class. I'll take you back."
Old Mrs. Ji looked at Shen Qingning kindly and said amiably, "No need, grandma is really fine, go to school quickly."
After saying that, she stood up and left. Shen Qingning had no choice but to wave her hand and said, "Grandma, please walk slowly..."
Shen Qingning was very proud and delighted, thinking that Song Yunting's grandmother must be very satisfied with her.
When Shen Qingning turned around and was about to enter the classroom, she lowered her head and saw a small wallet placed where Old Lady Ji had just sat.
The clasp of the wallet came undone, revealing a neatly stacked stack of bills.
Shen Qingning's eyes suddenly lit up. She looked around and found that Old Mrs. Ji had already gone somewhere and there was no one around.
It would be a waste not to pick up the money if you have it, since no one will see it anyway.
Shen Qingning was greedy from the bottom of her heart. She looked around to make sure there was no one around, quickly grabbed her wallet and put it in her pocket, then trotted back to the classroom.
She counted secretly and found that there was eighty yuan in her wallet!
Tsk tsk, she is worthy of being Song Yunting’s grandmother, she is rich and powerful!
An old lady actually carries so much money with her!
Shen Qingning was excited for the whole afternoon.
I thought to myself that I was so lucky today. Not only did I make a great presence in front of Song Yunting’s grandmother, but I also picked up eighty yuan!
Hehehehe!
After school, Shen Qingning left the campus excitedly, but unexpectedly met Old Mrs. Ji again at the school gate.
Shen Qingning thought that Mrs. Ji was looking for her lost wallet, and she felt guilty. Just as she was about to take a detour, Mrs. Ji rushed over and grabbed her arm, looking worried and saying, "Little girl, I can't find my wallet. Have you seen it?
It's a small dark purple leather bag. That wallet is very important to my grandma. If you pick it up, you must return it to her. ”
Shen Qingning pretended to be surprised and said, "Grandma, I really didn't see your wallet. Think carefully about where you dropped your wallet. Tell me and I'll help you find it."
Old Madam Ji's face turned stern, with a cold light flashing in her eyes. She stared at Shen Qingning and asked, "Did you really not see my wallet?"
Her questioning tone made Shen Qingning very uncomfortable, as if she was a thief.
"Grandma, I really didn't see it. What wallet? I don't know."
Mrs. Ji's face was filled with disappointment. She shook her head and said, "Forget it. If you said you didn't see it, then you didn't see it. It's worth losing a little money, but I saw through people's hearts!"
After saying that, he walked away with a cold face.
Shen Qingning vaguely guessed that the old lady was deliberately testing her with money, and she couldn't help feeling annoyed and regretful.
However, now that things have come to this, I cannot admit it and can only insist that I have never seen the damn wallet at all.
She chased after Old Lady Ji and added, "Grandma, I really haven't seen your wallet. If I had seen it, I would definitely return it to you."
Old Mrs. Ji walked faster and soon left Shen Qingning far behind.
When Ji Jinliang returned home, he saw Old Mrs. Ji sitting on the sofa with a dark face and looking very angry.
"Mom, didn't you go to test Yan Xin? Why do you look unhappy?"
Old Madam Ji snorted and said with disdain, "I absolutely disagree with Yan Li being with Qiao Yanxin. That little girl only has a pretty face but not a right mind!
A money-grubber! ”
Then she recounted how she deliberately dropped her wallet and how she tested Qiao Yanxin.
Ji Jinliang's face turned black when he heard this. Logically speaking, Qiao Yanxin was not a greedy person, but Old Mrs. Ji would definitely not lie.
"Mom, Yan Xin is not that kind of person. There must be a misunderstanding here! I will invite Yan Xin to my house for dinner tomorrow and we can clear up the misunderstanding face to face."
Old Mrs. Ji shook her head in disappointment.
“Are you saying that I misunderstood that little girl?
I think that little girl hid it too well, and both you and Yanli were deceived by her!
Even if she comes to our house, I won't see her!
Jinliang, do you really want to find a wife for Yanli who only cares about money?
Think about it carefully, has that little girl ever cheated you out of your money before? ”
Ji Jinliang frowned slightly. Speaking of money, it really is a big deal. Qiao Yanxin is the kind of person who dares to spend two or three hundred yuan on a meal...
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