The daughter-in-law of a wealthy family does not lie flat

Fu Jiayi blurted it out just now, and now she regretted it. How could she say something that had no basis in reality? "Since you didn't let me bring the blonde, I had no choice but to bring the black classmate back!"

"You kid, foreigners are not okay, black people or white people are not okay!" Ming Sicun poked her forehead.

"Mom, Jiayi was just joking with you." Lu Qing stood up and served food to Ming Sicun and Fu Daishi.

Fu Daishi said, "Luqing, you should eat too. Don't just focus on us. You should eat too! Wenbei's soup is really delicious today. You should have a bowl too."

After hearing this, Fu Yanheng stood up and served Lu Qing some soup.

Jiayi was thinking about Zhang Xueren while eating. What reason could she find to see him again?

An idea suddenly occurred to him, "Sister-in-law, I have something to ask of you!"

Lu Qing smiled and said, "You just came back, and your parents don't ask anyone else for help, but ask me for help? I dare not agree!"

"Don't worry, you can definitely do it."

"Tell me!"

"Sister-in-law, you have a huge collection of books in your study. Do you have any of those books that are not too expensive, but quite rare? They don't have to be too valuable either, a few thousand or a few hundred dollars will do."

"You want to give it to someone? I have something more valuable. I have a set of Song Dynasty books stored in a private library. If you want to give it to someone, I can get it back for you!"

"Don't buy something that expensive. It's a Song Dynasty edition. It's so scary! It costs hundreds or thousands of dollars. Think about it. Is there any?"

Lu Qing and Fu Yanheng looked at each other. This girl was cunning and weird. She wanted a book but didn't want one that was too expensive.

"There are some. I have a book on my bookshelf about economic development during the Taiping Rebellion. It's out of print but it's a niche book. It can only sell for three or four thousand yuan, and only economists would be interested in it."

"Okay! This one will do! Then sister-in-law, do you still read this book?"

"I've read it and left a scanned copy. You can take it."

Fu Jiayi said gratefully, "Good sister-in-law, don't worry, I will definitely think of you when I see a good book abroad!"

"If you can put this book to good use, it will have accomplished its mission. Otherwise, it will just be gathering dust on the bookshelf every day."

Ming Sicun looked at his daughter-in-law with gratitude.

After dinner, Fu Yanheng rushed back to the company to meet with clients.

Fu Daishi had to take a nap at noon, and he fell asleep while listening to the master's lecture on Chinese studies.

Ming Sicun was originally going to go out to play cards, but he turned it down for the sake of his daughter. For this, he was scolded by his card-playing friends, leaving the team short of one player.

Lu Qing returned to the East Building and watched Le Ning bathe and swim;

Fu Junlin hasn't come back yet. He just called home and said he caught two fish.

Fu Jiayi returned to the bedroom. The servants had already cleaned up. The windows were open for ventilation and the ventilation system was also on. The room was neither too hot nor too cold, about 24 or 25 degrees Celsius, cool but not cold.

The princess-style pedestal bed is covered with light pink Egyptian cotton sheets and satin pillows of the same color. It is scented with flowers, and the breeze blows on your face, without a speck of dust.

On the bedside table are photos of myself and my parents taken when I was an excellent student in high school, as well as funny photos with my classmates.

This feeling is so comfortable!

Everyone in the family was resting and the servants had stopped working. Although there were many people at home, it was a rare peaceful time.

After taking a shower and changing into silk pajamas, Jiayi lay on the big bed and looked at the American time. It seemed that she should go to bed now, but for some reason her heart was filled with excitement and she didn't want to sleep at all.

Last year, Zhang Xueren was a visiting professor at Columbia University, and Jiayi attended his class.

This famous professor from Cambridge was handsome, knowledgeable, and had an indescribable melancholy about him that really attracted Jiayi.

Not only her, but also many other girls were attracted.

It was also because of this that Jiayi from the Physics Department was dragged by the girls in the dormitory to attend the class of this handsome guy.

After attending several classes in a row and seeing that the semester was about to end, Jiayi finally couldn't help but introduce herself to Zhang Xueren and left a note with her name and phone number on it.

Then there is no more then.

Jiayi was of course disappointed, but Professor Zhang had received so many notes from girls, some of whom went directly to the teachers' dormitory, but he remained unmoved, right?

This semester, Zhang Xueren took up a position at another university and Jiayi never saw him again. She thought her feelings would slowly change, but the moment she recognized him in the library, Jiayi knew that she had not changed.

However, Zhang Xueren didn't remember her at all.

Thinking of this, Jiayi angrily hit the stuffed toy, and then immediately apologized to the little monkey, "Oh, George, sister didn't mean it, I'll blow it for you, it doesn't hurt!"

She was the only one in the room. When she was alone, Jiayi felt that she was still the same girl as when she was seven or eight years old. Reading, knowledge, and halo had not changed her.

Looking at the number saved in the phone, Jiayi can almost remember it by heart. Should she call it?

It's half past one now, he should still be taking a lunch break, right?

Is 2:30 a good time?

Why not wait until tomorrow? Be patient and make the most of this opportunity.

Jiayi looked at herself in the mirror, her cheeks were red and there seemed to be a fire in her eyes.

Since she couldn't sleep anyway, Jiayi took out her laptop, calmed herself down, and began to study the speech again.

Here her brother is enjoying the sea breeze.

"I say, you can't find this place. Didn't you say there are so many fish here that they are jumping out? This guy fished for a whole morning and noon, and only caught two! Not even enough for me to catch in the sun."

Wang Peter is a classmate of Fu Junlin. "You are a man who knows how to fish. I am just following my experience. Even if we can't catch any fish, why don't we just enjoy the sea breeze here? If you didn't have your yacht, how could I have invited these beautiful ladies?"

Today we are sailing on the Fu family's yacht. In addition to three or four male classmates, we have also invited several girls from our school.

Sunshine, sea, yachts, beauties, and the waiters brought champagne and drinks at the right time. Everyone was having a great time, and no one cared about fishing except Fu Junlin.

"Look at that one, Wang Manshu, she's so pretty, none of these girls can compare to her!"

Fu Junlin followed Wang Peter's gesture and looked, oh, this beautiful girl is Wang Manshu.

"I remember her name. She was the first one to sign up for the speech contest. But then she asked for leave for some reason. She hasn't been to school for a long time, right?"

"Yes, she was selected for a United Nations activity for global youth. She is studying and interning as a simultaneous interpreter at the United Nations General Assembly. She is the only one in our school! Your spoken English is not good, so you can practice with her! But I remind you not to flirt with her. I was the one who fell in love with her first!"

"Who's going to hook up with her? Just be at peace with yourself. I'm not going after her!"

After saying that, Fu Junlin still looked at the classmate in the distance. She had long hair draped over her shoulders and was wearing big sunglasses, so her facial features could not be seen clearly. She was wearing a very conservative swimsuit, revealing her slender arms. Her skin was still white after being sunbathed for a whole morning. She was drinking a can of beer in her hand. She seemed to feel that Junlin was looking at her again, so she raised the beer in her hand towards him.