Although the Mu family is a descendant of the general family, they have become the strongest business empire in the imperial capital after they started business these years.
Not to mention the four giants in Shanghai, the business families in the imperial capital also had to establish a good relationship with the Mu family.
"You mean Shen Zhou? Today he went to Qingzhi with Wanwan, and said he was going to visit the campus here." Mrs. Mu smiled, "You know, this young man is very active, we don't care living."
"That's it." Zhong Manhua felt a little uncomfortable, "Sister-in-law, I'm bothering you these days, I plan to take Shen Zhou back to the Ying family."
It is true that the Zhong family is her mother's family, but she is married to the Ying family, so she has to consider for the Ying family.
"Pick it up?" Mrs. Zhong's expression turned ugly in an instant, "Why do you want to pick it up all of a sudden? Didn't you say that you were afraid that the adopted daughter would crash into the boat, so you sent it to Zhong's house?"
Zhong Manhua was both embarrassed and embarrassing: "Zijin has already moved out, there is no conflict or non-collision."
"Moved out?" Mrs. Zhong was surprised, "Didn't you pick her up from the county town? Are you willing to move out?"
Zhong Manhua didn't answer, but said: "Mrs. Mu personally handed over Shen Zhou to me. It's better to stay at Ying's."
"Manhua, you are wrong." Mrs. Zhong is also very tough, "Xiaoxuan is abroad, and there is no one in the Ying family who is the same age as Shen Zhou. Are you letting him get bored by himself?"
"I don't think it's better than this. Let Wanwan take her first, and when Xiaoxuan comes back, it won't be too late for Shen Zhou to go to Ying's house."
Mrs. Zhong is not a good person to marry into the Zhong family.
Such a good opportunity to get in touch with the Mu family, since Zhong Manhua sent it over, how could she let it go?
Zhong Manhua opened his mouth, but couldn't think of a good reason, so he could only answer: "That's it, Xiaoxuan will be back in mid-June, and it won't be a few days."
Madam Zhong frowned slightly.
So fast?
Today is May 31st.
Mrs. Zhong's thoughts went back and forth, and she already had an idea in her heart, so she laughed again: "Okay, let's do it like this."
**
noon.
When eating, Wen Tinglan only ate rice and didn't touch the dishes.
He seems to have returned to his protective shell again, refusing to communicate with the outside world.
Wen Tinglan's emotions were not right for the past two days, even if he tried his best to hide it, it was impossible for Ying Zijin not to see it.
She has learned micro-expression, even if it only flashes for a fifth of a second, she can capture it.
"I'm fine." Wen Tinglan just squeezed her chopsticks tightly when she heard her asking him, "The college entrance examination is about to happen, so the pressure is a bit high."
Ying Zijin was slightly silent.
Even though Wen Tinglan has basically recovered, he still habitually isolates his emotions and is unwilling to say anything.
When she was bitten by a snake that time, Wen Tinglan half-supported her and took her to the hospital. Her foot was severely sprained, but she didn't say a word.
"If you have anything, tell your sister." Ying Zijin put an apple for him, "Hiding it in my heart is not good for your condition."
"I'm really fine." Wen Tinglan lowered her head, "Sister, go and rest, you just had a car accident a while ago, I'm fine."
Ying Zijin didn't ask any more questions, she knew that if she continued to ask, the effect would be counterproductive.
She picked up the chopsticks and picked up the food for him.
It was Wen Tinglan who broke the silence after eating a mouthful of rice: "Sister, are you really going to have nothing to do with the Ying family from now on?"
"Well, not anymore." Ying Zijin leaned lazily on the chair, "You can hit whatever you want."
The boy's expression was slightly broken.
"Remind me." Ying Zijin was thoughtful, "Starting tomorrow, you and I will run five kilometers every day to keep fit."
The boy's expression was completely broken.
He shouldn't have talked to his sister.
It's bad luck.
**
Wen Tinglan returned to the class depressed, took out the pillow and earplugs that Ying Zijin had prepared for him, and started to practice.
Ying Zijin stood for a while at the gate of the senior three elite class, and stopped the class monitor.
The squad leader is also a boy, a little cautious: "Hello, sister."
Although the senior three students are still older than Ying Zijin, they are used to calling sister with Wen Tinglan.
And they also know that in the second-year mid-term exam of senior high school, the paper of the elite class gave a perfect score.
Don't talk about calling me sister, they are all willing to call me grandma.
Only? Lost his interview qualifications? Tell him that? "
Except for the public questioning session, this was the first time that Ying Zijin had spoken so much to him.
But her eyes did not fall on him, as if she regarded him as air, deserted.
Suddenly, He Xun felt embarrassed.
But what followed was a bit of fun.
"Are you angry?" He Xun didn't think there was anything wrong, "Yes, you should be angry because I took away what your brother deserved, but this is the law of survival in society."
"Things that don't belong to you will be taken away."
He Xun even smiled faintly, taking advantage of his height, condescending.
At this moment, he finally had the capital to be proud again: "If you are really capable, then give your brother an interview qualification for the D-level college of Norton University."
"But you don't, you don't even know where Norton University is."
Ying Zijin finally looked at him: "Who told you that I will give him a D-level academy?" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com