This wealthy family is too rich for me

Now she knows.

Jiang Moyao opened the car door: "Get in the car."

Lin Wanru climbed up against everyone's envious and jealous eyes, went in and fumbled here and there.

Suddenly the phone rang, and she took it out to see that it was a message. After reading it, she put the phone away and got out of the car again.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Moyao wondered.

Lin Wanru chuckled: "Well, I have something to go out temporarily, so I won't be going home, so you don't need to see me off."

Jiang Moyao asked casually: "Where are you going, do you need me to take you?"

"No, no, no." Lin Wanru said quickly, "I'll call you when I get home from my work."

After speaking, he ran away.

Jiang Moyao shook her head helplessly, and was startled when she turned around.

Li Jiaer was looking at her with burning eyes, and the straight eyes were scary.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Moyao subconsciously looked down at herself, there was nothing wrong.

Li Jiaer glanced at the others, then approached mysteriously and asked, "Are you jm?"

Jiang Moyao blinked: "No."

"Don't lie to me!" Li Jiaer took out her laptop and asked her to read the information on it.

This happened in a competition back then, the No.1 was originally jm, and the No.2 was Li Jiaer, but for some reason, jm did not go on the day of the awards.

This has always been Li Jiaer's regret. Originally, he could see JM's true face right now, but it's a pity that the other party didn't come.

He checked the list of players just now. He didn't have any hope at first, but he checked it back then. There was only jm on the list but no real name.

However, a photo suddenly appeared in the blank photo in the original file. It was a girl sitting in the lounge, with only one side face, and the photo was blurry.

But... the more he looked, the more he felt like Jiang Moyao.

"Is it you?"

Jiang Moyao glanced at the picture, her eyes were a little lost, as if she was thinking of her high-spirited self back then.

She nodded slightly.

Li Jiaer was amazed: "It's really you."

Jiang Moyao smiled, but did not speak.

"Why didn't you say it?" Li Jiaer didn't understand, that Liang Xiaoxiao just now had been elevating jm and belittling Jiang Moyao.

As long as she reveals her identity, she can slap Liang Xiaoxiao in the face.

"Considering her self-esteem." Jiang Moyao smiled lightly: "There is no need to say it or not, and Ze is not my capital to show off. This is a precious experience."

She didn't want to take advantage of this experience, and it would be a storm if she said it, so it's better not to say it.

Li Jiaer clicked her tongue and looked at her with admiration: "I admire you, you are really amazing, if someone else had this kind of ability, he would have said it long ago."

How can I see that Liang Xiaoxiao is so arrogant.

"It's in the past." Jiang Moyao didn't want to reveal her identity, if it was just to slap Liang Xiaoxiao in the face...it didn't seem worth it.

To put it bluntly, she doesn't like this kind of clown.

Li Jiaer thought about it, and nodded: "You are right, just ignore her."

"Now that you understand, I have one thing to ask of you."

"Don't say that." Li Jiaer was flattered, and after knowing that she was jm, she looked at her with admiration: "Just say it directly, don't use this word."

Jiang Moyao laughed: "Help me keep it secret."

Although Li Jiaer didn't understand the reason, she still agreed: "Okay."

This was too much fun, Jiang Moyao tilted her head, she really didn't expect this identity to be so useful.

"But I also have one thing to ask of you." Li Jiaer chuckled: "I will be your little follower from now on. If you have something to ask, you can tell me, and if you have technical matters...you should also give me advice."

It's not easy for him, just to learn some skills.

"Okay." Jiang Moyao almost couldn't help laughing, and endured it: "I can't talk about being a follower, we are classmates, just talk about what you have to do."

Help if you can.

Li Jiaer was overjoyed: "That's great, thank you."

"You're welcome."

Li Jiaer was in a good mood, grinning from ear to ear, and ran away holding the computer.

Jiang Moyao shook her head helplessly, it seems that this group of students, she should get to know them better, there are still many interesting people.

She turned around and got into the car. Under the envious eyes of her classmates, the car gradually left.

When she returned home, He Shengchen had already returned, and she felt a little uncomfortable: "You came back so early."

He Shengchen nodded: "You came back quite early, come and sit."

He patted the place beside him.

Jiang Moyao hesitated for a moment, but still walked over, and saw the complicated curves on the notebook he took back.

"Is this a stock?"

"Yes." He Shengchen glanced at her: "Interested?"

Jiang Moyao held her chin and shook her head: "No, I don't know how, and I don't understand."

It seemed that it seemed a bit ignorant to say so, and she was a little embarrassed.

"It's okay, I'll teach you in the future." He Shengchen curled his lips, and added: "Actually, you and your wife don't need to learn, as long as Mr. He knows it."

Jiang Moyao didn't want to admit it, she was teased...

This is the so-called she is in charge of being beautiful, and he is in charge of earning money to support the family?
She covered her face and said in a muffled voice, "Look slowly, I'm going back to my room first."

He Shengchen looked at her back and smiled slightly, with a hint of meaning in his smile.

He remembered the sound of footsteps at the door, and without turning his head, he looked down at the computer: "Let's talk."

The driver stood next to the sofa and began to recount everything that happened to Jiang Moyao after school.

It was very detailed, without missing a word.

"Li Jiaer asked Madam if he was jm, and Madam said yes, and the other party said that he would become the servant of the rich in the future."

"Little follower?" He Shengchen's thin lips twitched slightly and repeated it, but the driver immediately stopped talking.

"Look up his details."

The driver nodded: "Yes, I will deliver the materials to Mr. tomorrow."

"Go." He Shengchen paused and added: "Don't let Madam know."

"Yes."

During dinner at night, Sister Dai wanted to call Jiang Moyao, but Steward Fu stopped her and winked at her: "Why are you going, the young master is still at home."

Only then did Sister Dai understand, and hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, young master, you go and ask Madam to go downstairs for dinner."

He Shengchen glanced at them: "Yes."

He got up and walked upstairs, and Steward Fu and Sister Dai behind him covered their mouths and sniggered.

He raised his eyebrows, pretending that he didn't hear them. He knew the two people's thoughts clearly, but he just didn't want to expose them.

Anyway...he wanted to go.

Walking to the door, he knocked on the door.

Soon footsteps were heard inside, the door opened, and a small head poked out, revealing a pair of bright eyes: "What's wrong?"

"time to eat."

I don't know why, every time He Shengchen sees her eyes, He Shengchen has a soft hair in his heart, and he can't help rubbing her head.

A head of long hair was rubbed into a chicken coop.

Jiang Moyao pouted and covered her head: "What are you doing?"

"Very soft." He Shengchen raised his eyebrows in a good mood: "It feels good."

The corners of Jiang Moyao's mouth turned up subconsciously, realizing something was wrong, she quickly pursed her lips: "It's not that it's time to eat, let's hurry down."

He Shengchen smiled: "Let's go."

It's just that when he went downstairs, the hand behind his back couldn't help but twist his fingers.

The touch is really good.

……

Liang Xiaoxiao sat by the bed, folding her clothes to dry, and couldn't help but think of the car she saw today after school.

She curled her lips and glanced at her roommate Liu Lili: "Lili, do you know jm?"

"I know, who doesn't know about that great god." Liu Lili is a very beautiful girl, and she turned to look at her: "Why did you mention this person all of a sudden?"

Liang Xiaoxiao folded the clothes and patted them: "I just have a feeling in my heart. You can see that the great masters are very good at school, unlike some people who are confident in going through the back door."

"You mean...Jiang Moyao?"

Liang Xiaoxiao curled her lips, picked up the water glass and took a sip of water: "Who else is there besides her?"

Liu Lili sat beside her and held her arm: "Xiaoxiao, don't you really hate her?"

"Not at all." Liang Xiaoxiao would admit it easily, and put it another way: "I just don't like people who go through the back door. If we have the strength, of course we will all be convinced."

Liu Lili rolled her eyes: "That's true."

The two were talking, and a roommate came in from outside the door, so they had to stop talking.

That night, Jiang Zhenzhen was sleeping deeply when her cell phone rang suddenly. She raked her hair, took out the cell phone and put it next to her ear, gnashing her teeth: "You better have something important, or you will die."

"Zhenzhen, it's me."

"Xue'er?" Jiang Zhenzhen took a deep breath and held back her anger: "It's so late at night, why are you calling me?"

"Zhenzhen, I have some news for you, that Liang Xiaoxiao..."

The more she talked to the other side, Jiang Zhenzhen became more energetic. She sat up holding the quilt and rolled her eyes: "Really? If this is the case, please help me contact the other party and see if you can pull us to my side."

"You want to use her?"

"Yes." Jiang Zhenzhen hesitated for a moment: "But I haven't talked to her much, so I still need your help in this matter."

"Don't worry, leave it to me." Zhong Xueer agreed without hesitation.

In the morning, after breakfast, Jiang Moyao was about to go to school, but suddenly He Shengchen said: "Today I want to arrange for my aunt to transfer to another hospital."

"Transfer?" Jiang Moyao was stunned for a moment, and said, "Actually, I can do it myself. I told my mother about it, and she agreed."

"Madam He, don't you think you are too out of touch?" He Shengchen suddenly stood up and approached her, raised his big hand, and Jiang Moyao suddenly closed his eyes in fright.

He felt a little funny: "What are you afraid of?"

When Jiang Moyao opened his eyes, he saw the teasing in his eyes, and immediately blushed: "I'm not afraid."

He Shengchen's hand finally landed on her head, stroking her hair: "As for the transfer of my mother-in-law, I'll take care of it."

Jiang Moyao twitched: "It's not good to always trouble you like this?"

After all, it was agreed that they were a fake couple, but in the end it seemed that he was the one protecting her all along.

After finishing speaking, she didn't reply for a long time. As soon as she looked up, she saw the smile in He Shengchen's eyes: "If you say that again, I will be very sad."