Jiang Ziqian was stunned, "What?"
"It's Xiaotang's birthday," Jiang's mother thought he didn't hear clearly, so she repeated it again, "She said she has a good relationship with that young teacher, so she invited her to have dinner together. You and Xiaotang are cousins, so if you have time, you can..."
Jiang Ziqian didn't hear clearly what was said afterwards.
But the image of that person with a faint smile floated before my eyes.
The name is like a candy, rolling around the tip of your tongue, leaving a faint sweetness.
The tip of his tongue lightly touched the roof of his mouth, and the man returned to his usual cold demeanor. His tone remained the same as before, without any change in emotion.
"……available."
Jiang's mother didn't expect him to agree so quickly and was a little surprised.
I was even more surprised when I saw that he returned home around four in the afternoon and sat on the sofa, flipping through a collection of literature.
"So early?"
...
...
Jiang Ziqian hummed calmly, "It just so happens that I don't have classes in the afternoon."
I had finished my work the night before and had nothing else to deal with, so I just came back early.
Although she felt that something seemed to be wrong, Jiang's mother did not pay much attention to it. She put the snacks she bought for the children on the table and sat on the sofa opposite to chat about recent developments.
He also noticed that his son was dressed quite formally today, with a double-breasted shirt embroidered with dark green bamboo patterns, and neatly ironed trousers that were straight and flat without a single crease.
He was wearing a new watch he had just bought not long ago. The glass on the dial reflected a faint light, which was completely hidden in his neat cuffs.
His hair was specially combed to make his already outstanding facial features look even more outstanding. The glasses on his nose were spotless, and he looked more and more handsome and upright.
Wen Ying thought her son was really handsome!
She remembered what Jiang Han had said to her two days ago and couldn't help but ask.
"Come to think of it, it seems like it's been quite a while since your aunt introduced you to a blind date, right?"
Jiang Ziqian hummed lightly without raising his eyelids.
Seeing his calm and indifferent look, Wen Ying couldn't help but feel a little anxious again. She calmed herself down, took a deep breath, suppressed her anxiety, and asked tentatively.
"Then you haven't met any girl you care about since then?"
Jiang Ziqian paused for half a second while turning the pages of the book.
He returned to normal before being noticed, turning the page of the book with his slender fingertips, his brows cold and his expression indifferent.
“No hurry.”
Wen Ying almost couldn't breathe.
How could she not be anxious? She was almost dying of anxiety!
She wanted to ask a few more questions when her aunt suddenly came over and said that some ingredients were missing for dinner preparation.
"Something is missing?" Wen Ying quickly got up from the sofa and walked towards the kitchen, asking, "What's missing?"
After Jiang's mother left, Jiang Ziqian continued to read the book in his hand.
After reading only two lines, he glanced at his watch casually.
It is now four thirty-seven.
On the other side, Bai Jing was also looking at the time.
There was an unexpected test in the last class. There were quite a lot of questions, and even she took some effort to finish them.
There is only one big question left, and she has to try to finish it all within fifteen minutes, and then go to the pastry shop to pick up her birthday cake before five o'clock.
Bai Jing closed her eyes, and when she opened them again she had gathered her mind and focused on the problem in front of her.
Thirteen minutes later, the school bell rang.
The students in the class wailed.
"Is that it? I haven't even finished the second to last question yet!"
"I just started the last problem, and it's too difficult."
"This set of questions cannot be completed within 40 minutes..."
The math teacher knocked on the table with a serious face, "Those who haven't finished can continue to work, don't whisper to each other, and those who have finished can hand in their work and leave school."
As soon as she finished speaking, Bai Jing stood up from her seat and walked towards the podium with the test paper in her hand.
Because Bai Jing was the only one who stood up in the whole class, everyone's attention was immediately focused on her.
"Ah? Bai Jing has finished? Or did she skip to the last question?"
"Sister Jing once said, 'If you are not active after get off work, there is something wrong with your thinking!'"
"She... said that? Did you make that up?"
"He really did! And then he added, 'It's impossible to work overtime. I will never work overtime in my life'!"
The classmates looked at Bai Jing with a bit of worship in their eyes.
But what is overtime? An extra class in class?
Seeing Bai Jing was about to hand in her paper, the math teacher looked a little surprised, "Have you finished?"
Bai Jing nodded and handed over the test paper.
The math teacher took a quick glance and found that the previous questions were well written, but the last question showed that he was in a hurry, especially the last few lines.
A nice way of saying it is elegant, a bad way of saying it is sloppy, and it skips several steps in the middle, but... the answer in the end is correct.
The math teacher looked at her helplessly.
"Okay, you can go home from school."
Bai Jing didn't waste any more time and rushed towards the pastry shop as soon as she left the school gate.
The pastry shop is very close to North City High School. Bai Jing arrived at the store and picked up the cake before five o'clock, and then prepared to go to Xiaotang's school.
Worried that the children had been waiting outside the school gate for too long, Bai Jing didn't notice someone behind her and turned quickly and bumped into him.
At this moment, Bai Jing had the illusion that she had hit a hard steel plate. Her head was buzzing, and she took two steps back. Her fingers felt a little weak.
Fortunately, the other party moved very quickly. Seeing that the thing in her hand was about to fall, he held the cake box with one hand and held her shoulders with the other hand to stabilize her body.
Seeing that the cake was fine, Bai Jing breathed a sigh of relief.
I was about to thank him, but when I looked up and saw his face clearly, I was stunned.
The man was tall, with strong eyebrows and eyes, sharp gaze, heroic air, and a jawline as sharp as a knife, giving off a sense of oppression and decisiveness.
The other party seemed to recognize her as well and frowned.
"You are...Bai Jing?"
The man's voice was low and his tone was deep.
Bai Jing's pupils were shaking.
Wha-what’s happening?
How did the male lead know her name? !
Bai Jing quickly calmed down. In just a few seconds, many guesses came to her mind and she had prepared ways to deal with them.
The next second, a look of surprise appeared on her face.
"Hey? Do you know me?"
Zhou Lie withdrew his hand and looked at her seriously.
The woman looked surprised, but her eyes showed calmness and caution.
It is definitely not as harmless as it looks.
He pursed his lips and spoke in a deep voice.
"...Thank you for helping me pass the message to Xiaoruan at the teahouse."
Bai Jing breathed a sigh of relief.
Just as I was about to say it was a small matter, I heard the other party continue.
"Xiaoruan 'always' mentions you in front of me, saying that Bai Jing is her 'best' friend."
Bai Jing:?
Wait, what's with that sour tone?
Is she his rival in love? Can she be jealous?
The direction in which things developed was so unexpected that none of the response plans Bai Jing had previously thought of could be used.
She was still thinking about how to explain that she was no threat to him, when she saw the man glance at her coldly and said in a cold voice.
"Last time you went to an event with me, you kept saying you wanted to bring you a postcard."
Bai Jing:......
Forget it, I'm just a jealous person.
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