Reborn as the group's favorite, becoming the favorite of the rich boss

Liang Wanqing and Aunt Zhang smiled at each other without saying anything. Just then, Jiang Qie's cell phone rang. It was a message from Song Zhiyu.

【Have you eaten? Remember to take your medicine on time. 】

Jiang Qie glanced at the two elders who were curiously looking over there and turned his body to the side.

[Yes, I remember.]

【Ah Qie is really obedient. 】

Seeing this sentence, Jiang Qie seemed to be able to feel Song Zhiyu's deep and gentle voice beside her ear. Rubbing her ears which were a little hot, Jiang Qie quickly replied to the message and put the phone in her bag without looking at it anymore.

On the other side, Liang Wanqing made a gesture with Aunt Zhang, and then said with a smile: "Aqie, is it that ordinary friend?"

Then he straightened his sitting posture and leaned his head towards Jiang Qie, "Are we really just ordinary friends?"

Jiang Qie looked at his teacher's expression and knew that she was imagining another big drama in her mind. He sighed helplessly and was about to refute, but looking at the two elders who were watching the show, he felt that it was useless to say more.

Liang Wanqing had already gotten the answer she wanted, and stopped teasing Jiang Qie. She handed over a small cake and smiled with satisfaction: "Aqie, the teacher is very happy. The teacher can see that you are very happy too."

Jiang Qie looked down at the small cake in front of him. Seeing that the teacher stopped asking questions, he felt relieved and also felt a little warm in his heart.

Looking at Jiang Qie who was eating cake obediently with his head down, Liang Wanqing suddenly remembered that Jiang Qie should be in his third year of high school. She still remembered that Jiang Qie often didn't do his homework because it was too easy and even skipped classes to work. After thinking for a moment, she still hesitantly said, "A Qie, you should be in your third year of high school now."

"Yes, I was in Yuncheng No. 1 Middle School. Actually, it was Lin Hongkun who got me in."

Liang Wanqing was just about to continue talking when she heard the name Lin Hongkun. She had heard this name several times before, but she still asked uncertainly, "Lin Hongkun? Is he from the Lin family?"

Jiang Qie was not surprised at all that his teacher knew Lin Hongkun. In recent years, Lin Hongkun had been interested in cultivating Lin Ning's Chinese painting, so he had held some small Chinese painting exhibitions to display Lin Ning's works, and had also sponsored some Chinese painters to hold exhibitions.

"Yes, that's the one." Jiang Qie nodded in a flat tone.

Liang Wanqing was even more confused. Why would Lin's people help Jiang Qie? Suddenly, she remembered an incident that had caused a stir in the entire Yuncheng two months ago - Mrs. Lin took her and her ex-husband's child back from the county town. Thinking of this, combined with Jiang Qie's situation, Liang Wanqing looked at the girl in front of her in disbelief.

"Ah Qie, is Mrs. Lin yours?"

"My mother." These four words came out of Jiang Qie's mouth so plainly that they seemed to have nothing to do with her, as if she was talking about someone else's mother.

Liang Wanqing sat up straight from the sofa. She wondered who Jiang Qie's mother might be, but she couldn't believe that she was a rich lady. What was the hardship Jiang Qie had endured over the years? Now he even moved out to live on his own. Could it be that he was wronged?

Liang Wanqing only had one student, Jiang Qie, in her life, so she naturally loved him very much. She herself had a bad temper and was protective of her students. She would get very angry whenever she thought about her students being wronged outside.

Jiang Qie seldom saw the teacher so angry, and was a little stunned. "Teacher, what happened?" Aunt Zhang heard the noise in the living room and hurried over, looking at Jiang Qie with confusion in her eyes.

Jiang Qie himself didn't quite understand why he suddenly became so angry when he was fine just now.

“Teacher, you…”

"Aqie, are you moving to Yunfu Mansion this time because your mother kicked you out?" Liang Wanqing frowned, holding Jiang Qie's hand tightly, with a serious look on his face.

Jiang Qie was silent for a few seconds, looking at the elder in front of him who felt wronged for her, and inexplicably felt a pang in his heart. He lowered his eyes and whispered, "No, I want to move out by myself."

After that, Jiang Qie raised his head and said in a relaxed tone: "I didn't plan to stay in the Lin family for a long time. That's not my home. I'm very comfortable now. Besides, my household registration has not been transferred to Zhou Qian's name. I'm an adult, so I don't have to be restricted in doing things."

Jiang Qie spoke, took a deep breath, his eyes were not sad, but full of determination, "Teacher, even without my mother, I am still Jiang Qie. Everything I do now is not only for those who belittle me, but also for myself. The Chinese painting competition, the Mathematical Olympiad, and Beijing City University, each one is my goal, and I must complete it."

Liang Wanqing looked at Jiang Qie, who had never seen him before, with some emotion and a bit of trance. The girl in front of him had a calm expression, her eyebrows and eyes were natural, but this most ordinary expression, but with a natural tenacity, enough to break through all the rumors, at this moment, she only had an unforgettable willfulness and publicity.

"Okay! Well said! The teacher believes in you, and the teacher will be your strongest support!" At this moment, Liang Wanqing's eyes were slightly red, and even Aunt Zhang who was standing beside her wiped her eyes. They had all seen Jiang Qie in the past, seen her helpless, seen her sad, and seen her strong, so they were even more moved and cherished her now.

Hengshan Mansion——

Song Zhiyu was sitting on the sofa, looking at the last message sent by the girl on his phone and smiled.

Xie Xianqing looked around the entire apartment, then glanced at Song Zhiyu who was leisurely messaging with others, feeling quite emotional. Before this gentleman came, he only talked about work, but now he has bought an apartment. Could it be that he plans to live here for a long time?

"Old Song, you bought this house so quickly. If you return to North City later, will this house be left idle?"

Song Zhiyu lowered his head, but the corners of his mouth curved slightly, and he said indifferently: "I will go back to Beicheng, but not now. I want to stay in Yuncheng for a while longer."

Xie Xianqing listened to Song Zhiyu's words, and suddenly a person flashed through his mind. Looking at the way someone was staring at his phone, he couldn't help but ask back, "You don't go back, is it because of Jiang Qie?!"

He even bought a house just to pursue someone. It would be too fake to say that he is innocent after all this has happened.

Song Zhiyu smiled faintly, turned off his phone, took out a document from the drawer and handed it to Xie Xianqing. He casually opened his eyelids and looked at the computer with deep eyes.

"I stayed in Yuncheng partly because of Ah Qie, and partly because of the land in the new district. This document contains the risk assessment I made on the land in the new district in the past two days. The bidding qualifications have been prepared, and the relevant materials have been ordered. They will be sent to Yuncheng in a few days."

Xie Xianqing put one hand in his pocket and looked at the documents with the other hand, still a little confused. There was no need to buy an apartment.