Substitute for the little ancestor

When he came out, Si Chenmo had already arrived home.

Sensing the strange expression on Ruan Tong's face, Si Chenmo took off his coat.

Sitting on the sofa and hugging Ruan Tong: "What's wrong, unhappy?"

Ruan Tong shook his head and kept looking down at the phone with the screen turned off.

Knowing that she was in a bad mood, Si Chenmo didn't ask.

He is waiting for her to calm down, and she will have a good talk with him.

Si Chenmo got up and went to the kitchen. Aunt Chen's meal was still stuffed in the pot.

"Master, let me come."

Aunt Chen's voice came from behind.

Si Chen hummed in his throat.

Routuan seemed to know that Ruan Tong was unhappy, so it rubbed back and forth on the edge of the sofa.

Seeing that there was not much food in the bowl, Si Chenmo stepped forward to replace the meat ball with a new one.

After briefly sorting out the housework, Ruan Tong finally spoke.

"I can't take the postgraduate entrance examination."

The hand that was wiping with a rag stopped, and Si Chenmo looked at Ruan Tong: "Have you encountered any difficulties?"

Si Chenmo will always be Si Chenmo, and will never ask Ruan Tong why.

Instead, he immediately thought of whether she encountered difficulties and wanted to help her solve them.

Ruan Tong nodded and shook his head again.

She still didn't want Si Chenmo to intervene in this matter.

After all, the opponent was Xiang Lingfeng.

They are people who have reached the top in different fields.

If there is a confrontation, it may be disadvantageous to Si Chenmo.

Ruan Tong sighed, pretending to be indifferent: "I made two sets of exam questions, it's too difficult, and I'm not suitable for studying."

She smiled easily.

Although Si Chenmo was dubious, he always chose to believe in Ruan Tong.

Sitting on the sofa again, Si Chenmo hugged Ruan Tong, looked down at her, his eyes were full of smiles: "If you don't want to learn, then don't learn."

"You still have me."

Ruan Tong giggled, and leaned into Si Chenmo's arms: "Then can I always have you behind me?"

Her question was soft, like a floating dandelion tickling her heart.

Si Chenmo's smile grew wider, and he kissed Ruan Tong on the forehead: "Forever."

Although it was Si Chenmo's firm answer.

But facing the present, such a so-called successful person in other people's mouth.

When you are doing nothing, the worry in your heart is still unavoidable.

It's not just worry, but more, it comes from the inferiority complex in my heart.

After all, it is not easy for two people from different backgrounds to get together, so how can I not seek to make progress.

Maybe he saw what Ruan Tong was thinking.

In the evening, Si Chenmo didn't go to Mo's study either.

He just sat in the room and hugged Ruan Tong quietly.

After comforting the little woman in his arms for a long time, he said to Ruan Tong: "Although everyone's life is different, it also depends on who you meet."

"You are by my side. You are the woman that Si Chenmo has identified, so you don't have to think about the future."

"Everything I have is yours. I can give you the money you want and the power you want to use."

Si Chenmo said a lot, but he was afraid that the woman he held in his palm would still feel insecure.

But it seems that the sound of breathing has gradually spread out...

Si Chenmo pinched Ruan Tong's face and smiled helplessly.

In fact, Ruan Tong was not asleep.

She would feel guilty when she lied to Si Chenmo during the day, but at night, when she couldn't see her fingers, Ruan Tong was very confident in her acting skills.

She heard everything Si Chenmo said.

If the room was quieter, she thought her heartbeat could be recorded.

Ruan Tong is a very shy girl.

She was very moved by Si Chenmo's sincere explanation, but she didn't want Si Chenmo to see the tears falling down her face.

Afraid that he would laugh at her for being hypocritical, she pretended to be asleep.

Ruan Tong didn't dare to breathe, and let the man next to him gently place him on the bed.

I don't know when I fell asleep, I just remember that when I woke up in the morning, the pillow next to me was hollow.

Suddenly stopped studying, Ruan Tong seemed to search for a sailboat that had lost its direction.

Drifting leisurely on the river not knowing where to go.

When the private tutor came, it was obvious that Ruan Tong was absent-minded in studying.

She asked her: "Didn't you have a good rest last night? You don't seem to be in shape today."

Ruan Tong smiled: "Well, I slept a little late last night."

When you are full of disappointment in a place, you have no motivation in your heart.

Such a large school is still recognized as a school with first-class quality and resources. Unexpectedly, it will be twisted and twisted under the power.

Suddenly, the world seems to be like this.

In ancient times, the strong preyed on the weak, and it seems to be the same now.

No wonder the old saying passed down through the ages, Xiang Lingfeng's words, her resources will be deprived.

"Teacher Yu, do you know how to analyze stock markets? I plan to learn in another direction."

Teacher Yu pushed the mirror frame in surprise: "For this question, I think you probably need to ask a professional subject teacher to answer it."

"Our majors are different, and there will be differences in education."

Ruan Tong nodded: "I see, thank you Teacher Yu."

After Teacher Yu left, a strange text message flooded into the phone's address book.

Thinking of Xiang Lingfeng last time, Ruan Tong blocked the number that sent the message without even thinking about it.

Her world is small, and there are very few people who can enter it.

For those who don't know each other, Ruan Tong thought, there is no need to wonder who he is.

What if it was Xiang Lingfeng?

Facts have proved that Ruan Tong's guess is true.

Xiang Lingfeng was sitting in front of the bar with a glass of whiskey in his hand.

"Brother Xiang, who are you chatting with?"

The woman whom Xiang Lingfeng called Jiu'er clung to him, staring straight at Xiang Lingfeng's phone dialog box.

"Didn't I say that I don't like people looking at my phone?"

Xiang Lingfeng's voice was low, and his eyes full of awe were turned slightly, so that Jiu'er was a little afraid to speak.

She moved a little away, and tugged at the corner of Ling Feng's clothes with her fingers, apologizing cautiously and coquettishly: "I'm sorry, brother, there won't be a next time for Jiu'er."

For a person like Xiang Lingfeng who doesn't give up if he can't get it, how can there be only one or two contact methods.

He pulled out the SIM card and inserted a new one.

Ruan Tong picked up the phone.

Immediately afterwards, she heard the magnetic but disgusting voice from the microphone: "Block me, you are very brave."

Ruan Tong snorted and laughed: "For an unfamiliar number, it seems abnormal not to block it, Mr. Xiang?"

The tone of the rhetorical question really surprised Xiang Lingfeng.

He nodded his head and curled his mouth upwards, slowly swirling the whiskey in the glass.

Xiang Lingfeng said lazily: "Very well, there is nothing wrong with your answer."

Ruan Tong frowned and hung up the phone.

Xiang Lingfeng still looked like holding a mobile phone.

Listening quietly to the beeping sound from the microphone, she smiled evilly at Ling Feng.

"Your department?"