Chapter 9： (2/2)

It's not that Zhong Jia can't speak but Jiang Jinjin can't be scolded, but Jiang Jinjin is now the hostess of this family, and in terms of identity, he has achieved an overwhelming victory.

Jiang Jinjin stood on the terrace watching Zhong Jia leave, but he was curious about Zhou Mingfeng.

It was really hard for her to imagine how an amateur, a man who was almost forty years old, would be so obsessed with Zhong Jia, could it be money? It doesn’t look like it. If it’s just money, Zhong Jia has been persistent for so long?

Anyway, the same thing was put on her, she would never like her cousin's ex-husband, that would have to be so charming to let people let go of this bottom line.

Regardless of whether it is before or after the book is worn, Jiang Jinjin is not a soft persimmon that anyone can handle. She doesn't bother to think about whether her words and deeds are inconsistent with the original owner, and then she endures everywhere. It is not her, and others doubt it. , Is there someone who can send her to the National Laboratory for sectioning? If she really wanted to have that ability, she wouldn't have to struggle, and she could just lie flat.

It may be that she won a rookie pecking contest during the day, and Jiang Jinjin specially asked the kitchen chef to serve her on skewers during dinner.

The reason why he didn't think about Shu in Zhoujiale was because the configuration here was too high, which made Tubaozi Jiang Jinjin feel the happiness experience brought by the ability of money. In addition to the professional pastry chefs in Zhou’s family, there are two Chinese chefs and one western chef. The main reason is that Zhou’s father and son eat Chinese food on weekdays. These two Chinese chefs are truly superb and seem to be omnipotent. The grilled cold noodles and hot and sour noodles she casually mentioned can also make a different taste. It retains the market taste of the roadside food, but the materials are unambiguous and even extravagant.

This wonderful taste made her almost think that she was wearing gourmet essays instead of campus romance essays.

When the skewers came up, Jiang Jinjin took a deep breath, picked up a bunch of shiitake mushrooms, and was about to eat gracefully when Zhou Yan came back.

Today is the second day of the mid-term exam. There is no late self-study at school, and it is normal for him to leave school early.

This time period... he shouldn't have dinner yet, right?

Jiang Jinjin just wanted to invite him to dinner together, but the words just came to his lips when he saw him whizzing upstairs like a tornado, and he didn't give her a chance to speak.

…

She didn't have to worry about Zhou Yan being hungry, he was sixteen years old, and there was an aunt butler at home, so she continued to enjoy the food unceremoniously.

Before she wears a book, Jiang Jinjin can be regarded as a beautiful woman who can compare her beauty with female stars. In terms of figure, she can also be called self-discipline. She eats very few foods such as hot and sour noodles on skewers. Occasionally, I will not eat too much. Beauty requires a certain price. After solving the skewers, she did not rush into a swimsuit—Yes, Zhou’s family has a swimming pool that she particularly likes. !

What she didn't know was that Zhou Yan was not in a good mood today, and she also planned to swim.

Both of them had this idea, but Zhou Yan was still a step slower. When he changed his swimming trunks and headed to the swimming pool, he saw the slippers on the edge of the pool and the bath towel on the lounger. He stopped immediately and hesitated for a second. Zhong, then turned and walked to the villa.

Swimming plan, stranded.

This swimming pool is actually owned by Zhou Yan. He has a slight habit of cleanliness. The housekeeper and servants of the villa will not go to the swimming pool. As for Zhou Mingfeng, it is rare to stay at home for a few days a month. Impossible to go swimming...

Zhou Mingfeng has been married for a month. This is the first time Zhou Yan has truly realized that there is an extra person in the family.

A person he often sees, her appearance means that the swimming pool is no longer his exclusive.

In a sense, Zhou Yan was very open-minded. After he realized this, he didn't feel sad.

Maybe it's because this person... isn't annoying for the time being.

The next day, Jiang Jinjin got up early in the morning to dress up.

She has never participated in a parent-teacher conference. She didn’t know what style would be appropriate to appear. In trouble, she brought Wang’s wife to the cloakroom to help her as a reference. It took almost half an hour to choose, and Jiang Jinjin changed into a set. Cheongsam worn through.

Wang Sao had already been dazzled, and she could add adjective compliments in the front, but she would only say "good-looking" and "very good" in the back.

But when Jiang Jinjin opened the curtain and came out, Wang's eyes suddenly lit up.

Jiang Jinjin's figure is very good. He looks thin, but it is not flat. There is no ambiguity about what should be expected. Cheongsam is a test of a person's figure, not just thin. This cheongsam with white background and begonia flowers is made of excellent materials. It is worn on Jiang Jinjin. I don’t know whether she made the cheongsam beautiful or the cheongsam made her. In short, Wang Sao, a woman over forty years old, is amazed. "Madam, you look so good in cheongsam, and I have never seen anyone more suitable for cheongsam than you!"

What is a slender waist grip.

What a smile is so beautiful.

Just look at Jiang Jinjin.

Jiang Jinjin was also very satisfied, and took photos in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror, "That's it!"

Just as Jiang Jinjin rushed to school in front of the 450,000 yuan he was about to get, Assistant Liu, who was working in the company, received a call from Zhou Mingfeng.

On the phone, Zhou Mingfeng's voice was as flat and low as ever: "What time is Ayan's parent meeting?"

Assistant Liu was amazed, "At ten o'clock, Mr. Zhou, have you come back early?"

Zhou Mingfeng said "Yes".

Assistant Liu was afraid that Zhou Mingfeng had forgotten, and also reminded the class. On the phone, he always felt that there was something important that he had forgotten, but he couldn’t remember it even if he died. Zhou Mingfeng is a person who never likes to waste time. It’s important. When the information is about to arrive, it is naturally impossible to talk to his assistant on the phone. A phone call lasts thirty-two seconds.

After Assistant Liu hung up, after another ten minutes, he finally remembered what he had forgotten!

Ah, the wife of the parent-teacher conference is here too!