Chapter 8 It’s Too Early to Scold
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Glancing at the students behind Jing Zhengshen, "Jingman, did you contact Zhengshen?"
"Teacher Mo, I'm sorry, I was too afraid that something might happen to you, so I contacted Zhengshen." Zhang Jingman stood behind Jing Zhengshen and said timidly.
Jing Zhengshen walked over and sat on the stool beside his mother's bed, "Why did you faint?"
"It's okay, maybe I haven't done experiments for a long time, and I didn't handle it properly and got poisoned."
Jing Zhengshen asked the doctor about his mother's condition, and Zhang Jingman followed Jing Zhengshen all the time, "Zhengshen, why don't we take Auntie to a big hospital for another check-up, fainting is not a trivial matter."
In the afternoon, Mrs. Jing's body was a little better, and Jing Zhengshen took his mother to the hospital. On the way, Zhang Jingman also accompanied him.
They didn't leave until dark.
After sending Zhang Jingman back to the Zhang family, Director Zhang kept inviting Jing Zhengshen to come in, and Zhang Jingman looked at Jing Zhengshen expectantly.
"No, thank you Jingman today. I will invite Mr. Zhang to have tea another day when I am free. Bye."
Zhang Jingman wanted to invite him again, but the window of the rear door was lowered. Mrs. Jing said, "Mr. Zhang, it's too late today. It's not appropriate to bother you. Let's do it another day."
Zhang Jingman hurriedly grabbed her father's arm, and she quickly said sensibly, "Dad, Teacher Mo is not feeling well today. Zhengshen and I are accompanying Teacher Mo to the hospital. You can make an appointment another day."
Jing Zhengshen drove his mother away from the Zhang family's door and went directly back to the Jing family manor.
Mrs. Jing leaned against the back seat, her head still hurting slightly, "You have been out for so long, how did Mianmian eat?"
"She has hands and feet, and she will find a way when she is hungry." Jing Zhengshen was unhappy.
Mrs. Jing glanced at her son, "You. You are married, keep a little distance from Jingman."
Jing Zhengshen frowned unhappily.
Ten o'clock in the evening.
Jing Zhengshen returned to Qiuyue Terrace.
Ji Mianmian's face was covered with a layer of white, not knowing what it was. She stood by the refrigerator, holding a bottle of drink and drinking it with difficulty, "Well, why did you come back so late today?"
Jing Zhengshen ignored her and changed his shoes to go up the stairs.
Ji Mianmian followed closely and also went upstairs. When she came to his side, she asked, "Did you go out to see a woman today?"
Jing Zhengshen stopped and looked at her. Ji Mianmian, who was wearing a facial mask, approached Jing Zhengshen's chest to smell.
Jing Zhengshen looked down at her little movements. He was a clean freak and was not afraid that the white mud on Ji Mianmian's little nose would rub against his dark blue shirt.
She sniffed twice like a dog's nose, "You did go out to see a woman. You smell a woman's perfume on your body. My sister also has this perfume. I stole hers!" But her sister is not at home now. Could Jing Zhengshen be smelling the perfume to "cheat" on other women? !
Jing Zhengshen: "How did you meet him?"
"Scumbag!"
Jing Zhengshen: "I met my mother."
Ji Mianmian blinked, "Sorry, I scolded you too early."
Jing Zhengshen: "..."
Looking at the pale-faced girl, he turned and went upstairs, and Ji Mianmian followed him upstairs.
As a result, when they reached the second floor, Jing Zhengshen wanted to go to the third floor, and she seemed to follow him upstairs.
Jing Zhengshen paused and looked at the girl. Ji Mianmian was confused. She tilted her head and blinked. Jing Zhengshen glanced at her open bedroom door, and Ji Mianmian turned around and looked at it, "Oh, I forgot, my bedroom is here."
She hopped back in her slippers.
Jing Zhengshen was helpless, and then went upstairs back to his territory.
Ji Mianmian returned to the bedroom and called her grandfather, "How is the matter you helped me with? I have to tell you the truth. If you can't let me go back to China to study in college, I will divorce Jing Zhengshen now and tell Grandpa Jing all your embarrassing stories so that Grandpa Jing can make fun of you in the future."
"Hey, Xiaobao, don't be anxious. The foreign procedures are still being processed."
Ji Mianmian took a small plastic sheet and scraped the mud mask off her face. "In short, there are still two months. You'd better get the matter done for me. Otherwise, I will tell my grandma the location of your treasury."
"Ah, alas, alas!"
"Old man, you still have a treasury?" Mrs. Ji heard the content of the call.
Ji Mianmian pouted. Ah, she didn't mean to do bad things again~
"Old woman, listen to my explanation. No, that was all to deceive Xiaobao. I swear, I didn't save money behind your back."
Ji Mianmian hung up the phone with a guilty conscience, and then her grandfather called her again but she didn't answer.
Mrs. Jing fainted during the experiment, and Zhang Jingman went to visit the Jing family the next day. Every time she went there, she would ask about Jing Zhengshen's whereabouts intentionally or unintentionally.
Mrs. Jing looked at the visitor, and she could see through her intentions.
Because she was the daughter of the partner's family, she couldn't refuse when she wanted to be her graduate student. She turned a blind eye to it before, but now Zhengshen is married, and she is afraid that it will cause misunderstandings again.
So, Mrs. Jing called her son, "Zhengshen, you and Mianmian go home for lunch at noon. There are guests at home."
At noon,
Ji Mianmian jumped out of Jing Zhengshen's car. She saw that the dragon bones she bought were really well kept there, so she excitedly dragged Jing Zhengshen to see them.
Hearing the sound of the car turning off, Zhang Jingman in the house was nervous and expectant. She didn't know whether her makeup today was exquisite and her clothes were still showing her figure.
Then she heard a girl's laughter, "Jing Zhengshen, look, grandpa is really good at growing flowers, let's go buy him another pot?"
Old Jing was so scared that his eyes widened, no!
In the yard, Jing Zhengshen pulled Ji Mianmian's arm, "Just buy one pot, he can't keep more."
Old Jing breathed a sigh of relief, his grandson was still a little filial.
Ji Mianmian said again: "But I see grandpa is raising it very well."
Old Jing prayed alone in the room, never buy it.
Entering the room, Ji Mianmian saw a stranger, she stood there in a daze, who is this?
She raised her eyes and glanced at the man next to her, waiting for him to introduce herself.
"Zhengshen, you are back, who is this?" Zhang Jingman stood up and looked at the bright girl, wondering who she was.
In the three-party relationship, Zhang Jingman seemed to be the hostess, and Ji Mianmian was the guest.
Ji Mianmian herself didn't care, didn't care.
However, both old lady Jing and Madam Jing, who were also women, were very bothered. Old lady Jing stood up gracefully, "Little Mianmian is back, come to grandma, and Zhengshen and I are planning to buy flowers for your grandpa again. You two young couples have just got married, just live a good life, don't buy things for us old people."
Young couple! Just married!
It was as if two thunderbolts struck Zhang Jingman's head, she was cold all over, and no matter how delicate her makeup was, it couldn't save her drooping face.
Jing Zhengshen got married?
She looked at the smiling girl, and married the girl in front of her?
Why? When? Who is she?
Ji Mianmian, who didn't know she was being hostile, sat down next to old lady Ji, and nodded happily, "Yes, yes, grandpa obviously grows flowers so well, but Jing Zhengshen doesn't let me buy them. He is not filial at all."
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