Chapter 92： ("Meaning of proposal"...) (1/2)

After the sports meeting, Zhou Yan won several medals.

While chatting on the way home, Zhou Yan casually said about the young photographer.

Jiang Jinjin hurriedly parked the car in the temporary parking space on the side of the road, turned his head and asked with beaming eyes: "What?? Is there a photographer who actually photographed me? How tall is he? Isn't he handsome?"

Zhou Yan: "..."

"Hey!" Zhou Yan looked speechless, "Do you need to be so excited?"

"Of course!" Zhou Yan, the **** kid, knows what he doesn't understand at all.

Before wearing the book, Jiang Jinjin was used to being pursued. It is no exaggeration to say that there were more boys chasing her in her school days than Zhou Yan's fans nowadays.

Later, even when she was in love, many men came to strike up a conversation and even said "I don't need your response, I just need to guard you silently" and other sour words.

It was really annoying before, especially when quarreling with her boyfriend because of this kind of thing, but now she is wearing a book, and the world suddenly becomes quiet, but she is a little...not used to it?

Zhou Yan looked contemptuously: "Give up, I haven't been flying high yet, and I haven't been flying handsome. Compared with my dad, it's a moon landing."

Didn't Yan Zheng fly high?

Jiang Jinjin instantly lost the urge to inquire.

"Oh."

But soon she found a reason to toss Zhou Yan, "Look, you still said to be on my side, admit it, you are his son, you can help him."

Zhou Yan: "?"

"No, what I said is the truth." Zhou Yan looked serious, "Moreover, after I said your identity, he immediately went to take a picture of Teacher Sun."

"This kind of man can't be compared with my dad at all." Zhou Yan concluded, "I am helping or not helping my relatives."

"Then we are not all the same." Jiang Jinjin said, "I have always helped my relatives and ignored them. So, do you help me or your dad in the end."

Zhou Yan couldn't bear it, so he had to resort to a trick, "What about you, my dad and I fell into the river, who do you save?"

Jiang Jinjin: "..."

She can only say: "I wish your girlfriend you will ask this question every day."

Zhou Yan's reaction speed is not as fast as usual now, "Oh, no. I can only tolerate one of us at home."

All the way back home noisy and noisy, when they returned to Zhou’s villa, Guan Jia took the lead and led a few aunts to stand at the door to greet them. As soon as they got out of the car, several people began to applaud enthusiastically. This gave Zhou Yan an illusion: What he participated in was not the school sports meeting, but the Olympic Games...

Zhou Yan's ears were slightly red, and he said awkwardly: "It's just a sports meeting..."

Steward Yang looked pleased, "The young master is also very good! He won four medals at once!"

"Have you seen it?" Jiang Jinjin lowered his voice and said to Zhou Yan, "Believe it or not, if you take a good college entrance examination, Uncle Yang will hang banners all over the world and find someone to beat the gongs and drums so that the whole area knows about you. SAT score."

Zhou Yan thought about the scene for a while, and quickly walked into the main building.

After entering the living room, I found out that there was a transparent glass cabinet beside the TV cabinet.

Jiang Jinjin cherished the medals and put them in the glass cabinet.

She was placing the medals, and she didn't notice how soft Zhou Yan's eyes were standing behind her.

In fact, it is not true that Zhou Yan is a child neglected by his parents. Both Zhou Mingfeng and Zhong Fei put a lot of effort into him, but the two of them are very restrained in their feelings. In addition, they were already top students in their student days, so naturally they would not care too much about awards and achievements...Zhou When I was in Yan Primary School, I went to a classmate’s home to celebrate his birthday. He saw a wall in his classmate’s home with a few certificates of merit, and a thumbs-up label was attached to the certificate.

He looked at it several times.

The classmate was embarrassed to say that his parents had to post it.

From elementary school to middle school, his grades have been very good, and he has won many awards, but every time he takes it back, his father or his mother will not be like that classmate's parents.

They also did not say that they would post his certificate on the wall.

Now he is sixteen years old, and these things have been put aside long ago, and they have almost forgotten, but today, watching Jiang Jinjin cautiously put the medals he got in the glass cabinet, he suddenly felt--

Ah, I have no regrets.

Yenching entered autumn overnight.

When Jiang Jinjin put on beautiful autumn clothes, her good friend Sun Wenqing will also usher in the biggest happy event of the year-house closing and moving!

Sun Wenqing's face was red, and Jiang Jinjin, as her good friend, of course had to go there and help move.

After two days of work, Sun Wenqing finally moved to a house that truly belonged to her. Although the house was not big, it belonged to her alone. Because he was so happy, Jiang Jinjin had a drink with Sun Wenqing on this autumn evening. There is a large bay window in the bedroom of Sun Wenqing's new home. The bay window is covered with a plush blanket. The two sitting on the bay window and chatting while drinking and drinking are extremely pleasant.

Both are in a slightly drunken state.

When Zhou Mingfeng came to pick up Jiang Jinjin, his mood was subtle.

After all, she was like a thief with him on weekdays, and she didn't touch any alcohol.

Now I am having fun drinking at my friend's house.

But Jiang Jinjin was not drunk, and he was much better than the last time he was drunk. Even so, she still wants Zhou Mingfeng to carry her back. Maybe it's autumn, and there are not many people on the street. The community where Sun Wenqing worked was also strictly managed. Zhou Mingfeng was unwilling to disturb Sun Wenqing. When he came, he parked his car in a parking lot opposite the community.

Jiang Jinjin lay on Zhou Mingfeng's back, sniffed **** him, and suddenly said vigilantly: "Why do you smell perfume?"

Zhou Mingfeng is very sure: Although she is not as drunk as last time, her mind may not be clear at all times.

"You take a closer look to see if this smell is yours," Zhou Mingfeng said warmly.

Jiang Jinjin sniffed his wrist again.

Sure enough, it was her taste, "...oh."

He was wronged. That must be to make up for it, she hugged his neck tightly, and chirped on his face.

Before being with Jiang Jinjin, Zhou Mingfeng was indeed a person who didn't talk much, and he didn't like to talk nonsense. But after being with her, he was probably infected. He was actually used to talking to her every day. He used to think it was meaningless nonsense.

"Do you want to know my life plan?" Zhou Mingfeng asked suddenly.

His words spread to the wind, and Qiu Feng brought them into her ears.

Jiang Jinjin: "Do you still have a life plan?"

"Well, before." The moon was sparse, the man was carrying the woman, and the two were not in a hurry. They walked in the autumn wind with ease, "In my previous life plan, I hoped sixty-five. Retire at around age. As for company affairs, if Ayan has the ability to match it, I will give it to him. If he does not have outstanding leadership skills, I will hire a few professionals to take care of it."

"Then what?"

"Then, I should go back to Jianghuang." Zhou Mingfeng said quietly, "Ayan should have his own family at that time, and maybe I don't need to worry about him anymore. I bought it in Jianghuang a few years ago. I have a manor. After I go back, if some relatives and friends are still alive and occasionally gather with them, there is a lake near the manor, and occasionally I can go fishing. Of course, I will build a book house in the manor."

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