This wealthy family is too rich for me

Jiang Moyao also knew that she had neglected her family too much, so she simply apologized: "I'm sorry."

As soon as she apologized, Gao Guixiang didn't know what to say, and he didn't want to look at her anymore, so he waved his hand to signal that she could go.

Jiang Moyao wanted to say something else, but looking at the time, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon, and the class was about to start: "I'll explain to you when I get back, it's going to be too late for class, so I'm leaving first."

Gao Guixiang didn't look at her, as if she didn't hear her.

Jiang Moyao had no choice but to leave first.

"This daughter-in-law married it." Gao Guixiang looked at her back and said in a low voice.

Steward Fu and Sister Dai stood nearby and heard it clearly. They looked at each other and felt that something was wrong.

Butler Fu gave Sister Dai a wink. The tacit understanding between the two of them for many years was not a joke. Sister Dai understood instantly, and went to the kitchen to make a cup of hot tea and bring it in.

"Madam, you can try the best West Lake Dragon Well Tea." Butler Fu took the tea and handed it to Gao Guixiang.

"How can I be in the mood to drink tea?" Gao Guixiang didn't answer, obviously in a bad mood.

Butler Fu paused, put the tea on the coffee table, put his hands on his belly, and said in a low voice: "Old madam, you don't know, young madam can make tea and make pastries. The husband was at home before. Come back from school and make it for your husband.”

Sister Dai said next to her: "Yes, I do it every day, and I don't miss a day."

"Then why didn't I watch her do it when I came back?" Gao Guixiang asked lightly.

Butler Fu smiled and said: "It's not that the old lady is too old to eat sweets, and this is not to please you to participate in the competition. I am so busy that I hit the back of my head. You didn't see the rush of coming and going these few days, but you are also busy." No shot."

Gao Guixiang pursed her lips: "Hmph, to please me? Then I didn't see her come to me as a filial piety."

Although the expression didn't ease, the dissatisfaction in the eyes disappeared a little. Steward Fu and Sister Dai hurriedly and vaguely said something nice for Jiang Moyao.

After dinner, Steward Fu slipped back into the room, took out his mobile phone and called He Shengchen, told him everything about this place, and finally said worriedly: "Sir, come back quickly, or let me see, the old lady is right The young lady is getting more and more dissatisfied."

If things go on like this, this family will not have a stable life.

He Shengchen was silent for a while, and said: "Understood, please look at your home more, and call me if you have anything."

"Okay, sir, don't worry." Butler Fu agreed.

In the blink of an eye, the school day is almost here.

The University of Q began to prepare for the school celebration, and each department had to produce a program. When the head teacher announced this, the students were all overwhelmed with excitement.

This is the most lively and relaxing day.

The homeroom teacher glanced at the students, and rarely smiled: "This time our department is going to shoot a short play, and now I'm going to pick a few people from the class to act in the short play."

The students cheered, looking at each other, they were very excited, and they didn't know who would be selected to show their faces at the school celebration.

Amidst the noise, Lin Wanru leaned into Jiang Moyao's ear and said, "Every time the school celebrates, those who can go up to perform will become celebrities in the school."

Jiang Moyao finally understood why everyone was so excited.

"I don't know who the hero and heroine will be in this short play." Lin Wanru held her chin curiously.

It doesn't matter to Jiang Moyao, anyway, she won't participate anyway, she has already been busy enough recently, and with the addition of a skit, I'm afraid she really won't have time to go home.

Better read the book.

"Student Jiang Moyao."

She was taken aback for a moment, wondering if she had heard it wrong, and stood up hesitantly: "Teacher."

The head teacher smiled and said, "You are also a candidate for the short play this time. I would like to ask you to play a role in the play. It is very suitable for you."

Jiang Moyao let out an ah, never expecting that she would have the chance to be selected.

The students all booed, and someone asked which character it was.

"This time there is a fairy in the script, and a good-looking girl is needed to play the role. There is one in our class who is the most suitable." The head teacher looked at Jiang Moyao.

Jiang Moyao was taken aback: "Me?"

Everyone looked at her.

She wore a white t-shirt and white shorts today, revealing a pair of long legs, slender and straight, and a slender waist that can be held in one hand. Although it can't be said to be particularly plump, it is just the right kind of perfection.

Someone muttered: "It seems to be the case, no one is more suitable than her."

Indeed!
This is the only thought in the hearts of all the students. At this moment, everyone has an unprecedented tacit understanding.

"I can't do it." Jiang Moyao's first reaction was to refuse, it doesn't matter if it is usually performed, but now she is already busy like a spinning top, so why don't you take another one?
The teacher in charge said, "Don't be humble. If the teacher thinks you're not good enough, he won't let you act."

Jiang Moyao has no way to say how busy she is now, so she can only repeatedly refuse: "Teacher, I really can't do it. There are so many students in our class, there must be someone more suitable than me."

As soon as the words fell, someone yelled: "Oh, classmate Jiang is so humble."

"That's right, not to mention our class, even the whole school can't find a girl as beautiful as you."

"I didn't see the goddess coming, the school belle took a back seat."

Everyone said something to each other, instantly drowning Jiang Moyao's voice of rejection, and finally the head teacher gave a final word: "Then it's settled."

Jiang Moyao had no choice but to sit down, thinking about the dire and torturous days ahead, she felt a pain in the head.

"Actually, from another perspective, it also shows that everyone is praising you." Lin Wanru comforted her: "If you weren't good-looking, everyone wouldn't recommend you."

She covered her mouth and snickered, but she didn't see the wry smile on Jiang Moyao's face.

Then the teacher announced several candidates, including Li Jiaer.

He winked at Jiang Moyao with his head, which meant that I was with you.

Jiang Moyao smiled.

After school, the students all cheered and left, only she had just started her own busyness, left the school without stopping, and went directly to the office building.

The most desirable place of Q University is not only the excellent teachers here, but also the beautiful scenery that makes people linger.

In a cherry blossom forest, a girl stood under a tree, looking at the entrance from time to time, as if she was waiting for someone.

Soon a person came in, and the girl hurried up to meet him: "Oh, classmate Jiang, you're here."

Jiang Zhenzhen nodded lightly: "I didn't say that, we contacted by mobile phone, why do you still ask me to meet?"

The girl smiled flatteringly: "I don't want to ask you. Does your promise to me still count?"

Jiang Zhenzhen was a little impatient: "When have I ever lied to someone?"

She took her phone out of her pocket and texted her a number.

The girl held her mobile phone and smiled so hard that she couldn't see her teeth: "Thank you, if there are such good things in the future, just tell me, isn't it just to incite her to participate in the school celebration..."

"Hush." ​​Jiang Zhenzhen's complexion changed, and she warned: "Don't let this matter slip away, otherwise..."

The girl hurriedly responded, "Okay, okay, I won't say anything."

……

Sure enough, just as Jiang Moyao thought, after accepting this skit, she became even busier. She used to be able to take a break at school, but now she is so busy that her feet don't touch the ground, she has no time to go home at all.

At night, Jiang Moyao took some time to be lazy, slumped on the bed, stared at the ceiling with his eyes empty, feeling as if there were still words floating around in those materials before his eyes.

She closed her eyes and exhaled.

Suddenly, the phone rang, and she groped around on the bed with her eyes closed, and finally found the phone, picked it up and took a look.

A name jumped on the screen: Mr. He.

She sat up immediately, patted her cheek, and smoothed her hair before switching on the video.

A handsome face jumped out on the screen, and the man's long and narrow eyes were full of smiles: "Mrs. He."

"Mr. He is done?" Jiang Moyao smiled.

"Well, what about Mrs. He?"

Jiang Moyao touched her face: "I'm fine."

He Shengchen frowned slightly, her face looked very bad: "You should pay attention to rest."

"I'm fine." Jiang Moyao patted her cheeks, and her somewhat chaotic mind came to her senses: "I'm just a little busy recently, it will be fine when I finish this part of my work."

He Shengchen sighed, "I really regret it."

"Regret what?"

"You shouldn't be allowed to participate in that competition." He Shengchen touched the obviously haggard little face on the phone screen: "If I knew you worked so hard, I wouldn't let you go."

Jiang Moyao blushed, and said sweetly in her heart, "It's okay, I'll be done when you come back."

"It's best." He Shengchen was helpless and proud. There was a kind of tenacity in the little woman's bones, which he admired very much.

Jiang Moyao hesitated for a moment, then whispered: "But I'm so busy these days that I don't have time to go home, I'm afraid the old lady's..."

Steward Fu called her before, asked her cryptically when she would be home, and told her that it would be best for her to go back some time.

He didn't say that the old lady was unhappy, but he could guess it.

"It's okay." Seeing the entanglement and anxiety between her brows, He Shengchen said slowly, "Don't worry about these small things, we can get along slowly in the future."

Jiang Moyao bit her lip, a little worried: "But I'm afraid you will be in trouble."

"I will be embarrassed."

Jiang Moyao was startled, a little disappointed: "I will find time to go back."

She didn't want to be a barrier between He Shengchen and his grandmother, he was right to feel embarrassed, he was a very filial person.

"What are you thinking about?" He Shengchen laughed suddenly, and his voice became more gentle: "I said embarrassment, but I mean you don't know how to take care of yourself. I've only been away for a few days, and you've taken care of yourself like this?"

Jiang Moyao didn't react a bit: "You are not..." You care about me making the old lady unhappy.

This sentence was interrupted by He Shengchen: "Of course not, I just feel sorry for you because you are too tired. As for the relationship with grandma, there is no need to force it. There will be plenty of time in the future. Grandma will always understand what a good girl you are. .”

Jiang Moyao was stunned, it only took a second to go from disappointment to joy, she rubbed her heart, there was an emotion called joy rising there: "I thought..."