Although his voice was as cold as he was used to hearing, his tone was peaceful.
The secretary was so shocked by the natural voice of "Ms. Ying" that he stood there for a long time.
Jiang Moyuan's movements also froze.
His usually indifferent expression shattered in an instant, revealing a rare look of disbelief.
Ying Zijin stopped and looked back.
She raised the brim of her hat a little higher, her eyes were hazy and she said, "Mr. Nie."
"You're welcome." Nie Yi said slowly, "Miss Ying helped my brother, and I haven't said thank you yet."
Ying Zijin was not surprised. She nodded and said, "I know a little bit, but it doesn't count as me saving him."
She said that the words were just said casually when they first met, just to deceive Nie Chao, a naive man.
But it is impossible to deceive Fu Yunshen or Nie Yi.
Although fortune tellers have gradually disappeared from the public eye since the 21st century, they still exist, but there are very few who are proficient in them.
Large families basically have a fixed Feng Shui master.
"No matter what, Miss Ying has reminded my brother." Nie Yi paused, "If I have time, I will treat you to a meal."
"Okay." Ying Zijin nodded slightly, "If Mr. Nie has nothing else to do, I will leave first."
"Yes, there is something." Nie Yi was silent for a moment, and then asked the original question, "What does Miss Ying like?"
“…”
Jiang Moyuan's jaw was tense and his expression was grim.
The secretary was shocked, his head buzzed, and once again, he was completely confused by Nie Yi's words.
At the beginning, he followed Jiang Moyuan to Qingshui County to pick up Ying Zijin. How could he not know her weight?
She is a poor student but still wants to climb up the social ladder by relying on men, which makes people very dislike her.
But now?
The eldest grandson of the Nie family in the imperial capital actually asked Ying Zijin what he liked?
Isn't this a slap in their face?
Ying Zijin raised her eyebrows: "It's delicious."
"I understand." Nie Yi thought for a moment and knew how to reply to Fu Yunshen, "I'll take Miss Ying back."
"No need to bother." Ying Zijin yawned, "Thank you for today, Mr. Nie."
Nie Yi didn't force it: "See you later."
He glanced at the watch on his wrist and was about to leave.
When he left, he still didn't even look at the two people next to him, as if they were not worth looking at at all.
The secretary didn't know what Jiang Moyuan was thinking. He felt both embarrassed and awkward.
Especially at the entrance of King Club, people are coming and going, and eyes are always looking over there.
After all, everyone in Shanghai knows Jiang Moyuan.
The eldest grandson of the Nie family ignored them and instead called an adopted daughter.
The secretary lowered his head, his face burning with pain: "Third Master, we..."
"Cancel today's social engagements." Jiang Moyuan's aura was extremely low, and his face was terribly cold. "Put other things on hold until three days later. Say I need to rest."
The secretary was stunned.
Jiang Moyuan is extremely serious about his work, often working all night long, and basically has no rest 365 days a year.
How is this...
The secretary did not dare to ask more questions: "Okay, Third Master."
He leaned over, opened the car door again, and smiled: "Third Master, this Second Miss Ying is really capable. Seeing that your way didn't work, she changed her target."
"A month ago, she was still with Master Fu Qi. It was too fast."
Jiang Moyuan didn't say anything, but pursed his lips tightly, knowing that these were just words of comfort.
Hooking up with the eldest grandson of the Nie family?
Not to mention the four major wealthy families in Shanghai, even some medium-sized wealthy families in the imperial capital are not qualified.
As for Ying Zijin...
Jiang Moyuan turned his head to look at the car window, his eyes dimmed.
——
night.
Just as netizens were happily forwarding the news about Mr. Zhong’s lucky draw, they saw another big new piece of news.
[@全网最强揭料君v: It turns out that the pianist who went into the hospital late at night was not pregnant, but was disfigured. 】
The accompanying picture is carefully arranged into a nine-square grid, and at different angles to ensure that netizens can see it clearly.
[Oh shit, it’s a ghost!] 】
[My mother asked me why I closed my eyes in fear. 】
[This... How can Ying Luwei have the nerve to establish herself as a beautiful pianist? ? ? 】
[Wow, she must put so much powder on her face on a daily basis, no wonder she is so thick-skinned. 】
Ying Luwei's fans were already pissed off by Mr. Zhong, and when they saw this Weibo post, they became even more furious.
[The black press release is coming again?] Lu Wei is not from the entertainment industry, can you please stop criticizing her? 】
[The picture is so blurry, who can you recognize? Marketing accounts please refrain from leading the trend; please pay attention to Lu Wei’s concert on May 16th. 】
[Lou Wei will play Vera Hall's "Sun and Moon" at the concert. Everyone is welcome to come and watch. 】
However, because Ying Luwei's personality has collapsed a lot, fans cannot suppress the real comments on their own.
[I’m dying of laughter. Can’t you recognize Ying Luwei just by looking at her legs? This picture doesn't look blurry to me, so why can't I recognize it? 】
[The fans are selectively blind, but having said that, Jiang Moyuan can still... admire this face. 】
In the end, this Weibo post only existed for three hours before being deleted.
Netizens also knew the reason. After sighing, "You can't mess with the rich," they continued to forward the message for the lottery.
——
Three days later.
It’s been almost a month since school started, and the atmosphere in Class 19 is much better than before.
Surprisingly, quite a few people started learning and even asked each other questions after class.
It’s not that I really want to learn it, but after listening to Ying Zijin’s several biology classes, I really don’t want to let her down.
How could they have the nerve to hold back such a genius as their father Ying?
"Dad Ying, we bought some barbecue and beer." The younger brothers came in happily carrying a few bags, "Here's a reward for you."
Ying Zijin put down his pen and said, "I'm not hungry yet. You guys eat first."
"It's okay, buy more when you're hungry." A younger brother looked over and asked, "Where's Sister Yu?"
Ying Zijin lowered his head again and said, "Help me walk the pigs."
Young brothers: “…”
This is unforgivable!
They also want to sneak away.
"No, I can't let Sister Yu enjoy Dudu all by herself." The younger brother walked out angrily and called, "Sister Yu, where are you? Oh, near East Lake, great!"
Before he even walked out the door, Ying Zijin suddenly stood up, her voice shrouded in ice: "I'll go with you."
——
East Lake is a major scenic spot of Qingzhi. The school also raises several black swans, and students like to take walks by the lake.
It's just lunch time now, so there aren't many people around.
A girl was walking with Zhong Zhiwan's arm around her, and suddenly pointed ahead: "Zhiwan, what do you think that is?"
Zhong Zhiwan glanced over and found that it seemed to be a very small pig.
"Oh, I remember now!" The girl slapped her forehead, "This is Ying Zijin's pet. The ignorant students in Class 19 show off every day."
Zhong Zhiwan frowned: "Pet?"
"A small county is a small county." The girl sneered, "She even raises pigs. I don't know what her hobbies are. I really admire her."
"Pets are not allowed in school." Zhong Zhiwan looked at the lake and said calmly, "Go pick it up and throw it away."
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