Chapter 161 What Color Does Your Dad Like?
After breakfast, the two took a taxi to choose a house. In the end, Jiang Fengyan chose a house that was close to Fu Qinze's company and had a reasonable price.
After Jiang Fengyan made his choice, Qin Yu signed the contract and paid the down payment without any hesitation. During the process, Jiang Fengyan looked gloomy as he saw that more than one million yuan was missing from Qin Yu's account.
Qin Yu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and comforted him: "You can still make money."
Jiang Fengyan nodded, but his eyes were still on the contract.
In the afternoon, Qin Yu accompanied Jiang Fengyan to class, and wore a mask to avoid attracting attention.
Jiang Fengyan helped Qin Yu to complete the formalities before Qin Yu came to Beijing, and even sought the consent of the relevant teachers. Finally, he successfully became Qin Yu's deskmate.
The first two classes were economics, and Jiang Fengyan once again received "special care" from the teacher.
"Jiang Fengyan, answer this question."
"Jiang Fengyan..."
Jiang Fengyan's face was paralyzed.
Ji Shean had handed him a book before, but Qin Yu didn't even have a book, and he didn't want to embarrass himself in front of Qin Yu, so he gritted his teeth and gave the outline.
Fortunately, the key points were mentioned, and the economics teacher nodded: "Very good, please sit down."
Jiang Fengyan didn't know why he started to attract the attention of his economics teacher. He was the one who asked two out of three questions in one class. He started to be more careful.
Qin Yu strictly abided by the classroom discipline and never looked at his cell phone from beginning to end. When he saw Jiang Fengyan answering questions in class, he suddenly looked a little dazed.
When I was in Ning'an, because the classmates had poor foundation, Jiang Fengyan was often the only one who could answer the questions. So when we talked about difficult questions, we would often ask Jiang Fengyan, and Jiang Fengyan would answer them every time.
When the bell rang, Jiang Fengyan breathed a sigh of relief. He wanted to chat with Qin Yu but found that Qin Yu was distracted: "Qin Yu?"
"Hmm?" Qin Yu turned back and looked at Jiang Fengyan.
Jiang Fengyan: "You are in a trance."
"Yeah." Qin Yu smiled at Jiang Fengyan, "Time flies so fast, two years have passed."
Jiang Fengyan lowered his head and remained silent. He didn't want to be separated from Qin Yu at all.
When Qin Yu was not around, everything he did seemed to be drained of its soul and meaningless. But as long as Qin Yu was around, he was happy even if they were just attending a class together.
"When you graduate, we'll go abroad to get a marriage certificate. If we're lucky, we'll adopt a child and live our lives like a normal couple." Qin Yu leaned close to Jiang Fengyan and whispered. He grabbed Jiang Fengyan's hand and showed the rings on both of their hands, "How is it?"
Jiang Fengyan couldn't take his eyes off Qin Yu's hands as soon as he saw them. In fact, he never thought of himself as a hand control person, but Qin Yu's hands were something he could never ignore.
What's more, those hands have won the Asian Games championship.
"Okay." Jiang Fengyan suddenly couldn't wait to live the life Qin Yu described, but he was also content to be with Qin Yu now, as long as they could maintain the status quo for the rest of their lives.
Jiang Fengyan was not asked any more questions in the following classes.
Jiang Fengyan didn't like taking notes, so Qin Yu asked Jiang Fengyan for a pen and a blank paper. He wrote down a few key concepts while listening to the class. When he was about to throw away the draft paper at the end of the class, Jiang Fengyan suddenly stopped him and said, "Give it to me."
Qin Yu's notes were useless, so he gave the draft paper to Jiang Fengyan. Jiang Fengyan took a look at Qin Yu's sharp and elegant handwriting, and contentedly sandwiched the paper in the middle of the textbook.
"I have four classes tomorrow, so I'll go back to the dormitory." Jiang Fengyan has been asking Ji Shean to get his books for him recently. If he does it too often, it will always be a bother to others. Now that he has time, he might as well get it himself.
Qin Yu nodded and accompanied Jiang Fengyan to the downstairs of the dormitory building, waiting for him to come down from the building.
Today is September 30th, and tomorrow is National Day after Jiang Fengyan's class. They agreed to go back to Shanghai to see their father first on National Day.
He once thought that he would never forgive his father, but now his father has become his closest blood relative. As for those blood-sucking bugs of the Qin family, he didn't plan to have any more contact with them.
The next day, Qin Yu accompanied Jiang Fengyan to class as usual, but it was difficult for Jiang Fengyan to contact the teacher of the public class. Qin Yu did not want to make Jiang Fengyan embarrassed, so he suggested waiting for Jiang Fengyan to finish class downstairs of the teaching building.
After the last class, it was already dark. Jiang Fengyan put his books back in the dormitory and began to pack his luggage to return to Shencheng. He left the school dragging a suitcase in his hand.
Their flight is scheduled for tomorrow afternoon, so they can have fun nearby tonight.
It’s just that neither of them had any special interests or hobbies, so after dinner Jiang Fengyan suddenly wanted to go shopping for clothes.
"What clothes should I buy?" Qin Yu saw that Jiang Fengyan basically only wore white tops and casual pants. He rarely saw Jiang Fengyan wear black clothes.
Jiang Fengyan remained silent, not knowing how to talk to Qin Yu. Finally, he managed to say, "What color does your dad like?"
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