Let you be a great man, not a scumbag

The words of rejection were stuck in her throat, and she didn't know how to reply to Jiang Cheng for a moment.

Sensing Huang Yuqi's panic, Jiang Cheng curled the corner of his mouth and changed the subject, talking about other topics as if nothing had happened.

After all, he and Huang Yuqi had only had contact two or three times.

Saying this kind of thing too much will not only make him seem too frivolous, but also a little greasy.

So even if you are talking, you have to pretend to be casual.

Jiang Cheng continued, "After I came back, I told my dad about the scale of the Rongshan Hope Primary School and asked for some advice. Due to the teacher support and social environment, everyone suggested that I reduce the scale of the building..."

Seeing Jiang Cheng talking to her about the Hope Primary School as if nothing had happened, Huang Yuqi suddenly felt that she might have been overthinking it.

The words that he wanted to stay with me longer might just be to tell her about the Hope Primary School.

After putting away her little thoughts, Huang Yuqi nodded in agreement.

"These words are not without reason. For children from poor families, they really don't have many conditions, and they don't even have extra time to learn some extracurricular knowledge. On the one hand, it is because they don't have such vision and they simply can't understand many things; on the other hand, the issue of teachers is also a very important point..."

Along the way, the two people's conversation always revolved around the Hope Primary School, which made the whole trip seem quite natural and there was not much awkward atmosphere.

The vehicle soon arrived at a bungalow area within the East Second Ring Road.

Jiang Cheng originally thought that the place where Huang Yuqi lived should be pretty good, after all, it was within the Second Ring Road.

However, after getting off the bus, I couldn't help feeling a little confused when I saw the slightly dark and narrow alley and the large civilian houses around it.

Seeing Jiang Cheng offering to take her home, Huang Yuqi quickly waved her hand and declined, "It's better not to go. I'm afraid you won't be able to adapt after seeing this."

After saying this, she explained as if she was afraid that Jiang Cheng would misunderstand her.

"I'm not talking about you... uh... I mean my family lives in this large compound, the alleys inside are quite messy, I'm afraid you'll get lost if you come out, so I won't invite you in. Besides, my house is very small, only more than 20 square meters, there's nothing to see, I'll treat you to dinner another day."

Huang Yuqi said so, so Jiang Cheng didn't force it.

"Okay, I'll follow your instructions. I'll wait for your notice tomorrow."

Huang Yuqi smiled gently, then waved at Jiang Cheng, turned and walked into the alley.

After watching Huang Yuqi's figure disappear around the corner of the alley, Jiang Cheng turned around and got into the Rolls-Royce.

As the engine roared, the vehicle slowly drove away, leaving behind a thin trail of tail smoke that dissipated in the air.

Given Wang Sheng's familiarity with Kyoto, Jiang Cheng asked, "Why are there so many bungalows within the North Second Ring Road?"

After hearing this, Wang Sheng replied casually, "Young Master Jiang, you don't know that although the North Second Ring Road is located at the foot of the imperial city and belongs to the city center, in fact, the economic conditions of the people living in it and the West Second Ring Road are relatively average."

"These dazayuans have a long history and are usually properties handed down from generation to generation. Each small bungalow is only about 10 to 20 square meters in size. Such a small house usually houses a whole family together, and most of these houses do not have independent kitchens and bathrooms, so they are commonly called 'dazayuans'."

Seeing the surprised expression on Jiang Cheng's face, Wang Sheng continued to explain.

"There are very few households that have been relocated in Kyoto now. After the new policy was introduced, people in the old city can only live in small houses here. When I was doing special training in Kyoto, I saw a family of three generations living in two bungalows. There was only half a kang in one room, three pieces of furniture, and only a table and a TV besides the bed. There was nothing else..."

After hearing this, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but smack his lips.

I never thought that there would be such a scene in this prosperous world.

But, on second thought, this is Kyoto after all, so it’s not surprising.

In a place where the average house price is as high as 100,000, even people who were born and raised in Kyoto would probably find it difficult to afford such high costs.

After leaving the depressing slum, the car soon arrived at Jiang Cheng's courtyard.

After getting off the car, Jiang Cheng looked at the quiet courtyard and walked into the room.

As soon as I entered the room, I saw Reba wearing a black and red suspender pajamas, half supporting her body with her hands, lying on the bed, looking at a white notebook intently.

Jiang Cheng's gaze first fell on the white and tender skin on Reba's chest, which was faintly visible and revealing her spring light.

Then his eyes involuntarily lingered below her round and raised buttocks.

Before Reba could get up, Jiang Cheng walked over with big strides and placed his legs directly on her white and slender legs.

The whole man pressed her down from behind.