She is a heartthrob who wants to live a good life

Xu Jingxiang was a little dazed. Zhu Yanfeng's appearance had hardly changed after so many years, and he was still as elegant as ever.

He was chatting with the villagers in a serious manner, writing something down on paper from time to time. He had long, white fingers, a pair of glasses on his high nose bridge, and looked very gentle and refined.

"Hurry, hurry, it's your turn," Xu Manyuan hurriedly urged her to sit in front of Zhu Yanfeng, "Professor Zhu, it's Jingxiang's turn."

Zhu Yanfeng smiled politely: "Comrade Xu."

Xu Jingxiang felt troubled and ashamed by her father's attentive attitude, and nodded awkwardly: "Professor Zhu."

She didn't dare to look into Zhu Yanfeng's eyes. It had become a habit.

In her previous life, Zhu Yanfeng was one of the few people who had never mocked or despised her. Of course, she had never met him or her many times.

When Xu Jingxiang first followed Pei Jingche into the city, she felt somewhat proud. She had attended junior high school and more than a year of high school, and was already one of the few educated people in Xutang Village.

But after entering the Pei family, she realized how ordinary she was.

Pei Jingche's father was a leader, and his grandparents were even more legendary. They studied at the Anti-Japanese Military and Political University during the war years and were both literary and martial.

His mother is the director of the People's Hospital. She comes from a medical family, knows three languages, and has been to the battlefield as a field doctor.

All the families that interacted with the Pei family were intellectual families. During major holidays such as Labor Day, Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day, their units would hold social parties.

Xu Jingxiang went there once and was burned by the lively and joyful atmosphere. She felt she was out of place and never went there again.

It was at that social gathering that she saw Cheng Hexi speaking fluent foreign languages ​​with visiting foreign scholars, and standing with Pei's mother and others, they looked more like a family.

Later, Cheng Hexi appeared frequently at Pei's house, and when Pei Jingche occasionally went home, Cheng Qinji would come even more frequently.

Compared to himself, Cheng Hexi and Cheng Qinji felt like they were returning home every time they came to Pei's house.

Pei Jingche has been the invisible king among his peers since he was a child, and Cheng Qinji especially admires him.

He is Cheng Hexi's cousin, has no biological brothers or sisters, and treats Pei Jingche as his real brother.

Cheng Qinji was always critical of his wife, who was not a good match for him, and never showed her any respect.

The Cheng family and the Pei family also have a good relationship because Pei's mother and Cheng Hexi's father are colleagues who are somewhat related.

Cheng Hexi's father is a university professor, and Pei's mother is also a visiting teacher at that university.

Xu Jingxiang had forgotten where she heard it from, but Cheng Hexi and Pei Jingche were engaged and were just waiting for the time when they wanted to get married to finalize the matter.

Once this statement entered her heart, she suddenly felt that all her sadness had a reason.

Pei Jingche's indifference to her, Pei's mother's alienation from her, Cheng Hexi's disdain for her, Cheng Qinji's disgust for her...

It turned out that she had accidentally broken up such a perfect match, no wonder she was not liked by others.

Xu Jingxiang felt uneasy for a long time after learning the truth. She felt guilty towards Cheng Hexi, but when Pei Jingche occasionally came home and she saw his face, she still couldn't bear to leave.

Over time, the humility and sadness in my heart turned into anger.

So what if Cheng Hexi and Pei Jingche were engaged? This is a new society and only the marriage certificate counts.

After she entered the city, Pei Jingche had already obtained a marriage certificate with her. The names on the marriage certificate were hers and Pei Jingche's. She was Pei Jingche's official wife.

Especially since Cheng Hexi always acted superior to her, Xu Jingxiang had complicated feelings towards her, including guilt, disgust, and fear.

Because every time she confronted Cheng Hexi, she would always suffer a loss. She couldn't understand why Cheng Hexi would get hurt whenever he was with her and as long as Pei Jingche was present.

Whenever Pei Jingche was present, he would only blame her.

Xu Jingxiang trembled all over as he thought back to the years of his previous life.

Cheng Hexi was so terrible. The pain and grievance of being wronged, wrongly accused, and misunderstood came to my mind again along with these memories.

"Comrade Xu, are you feeling unwell?"

Zhu Yanfeng's gentle voice rang out, pulling Xu Jingxiang out of her memories. When she came to her senses, she saw the young man in front of her motioning her to look at the water on the table: "If you feel uncomfortable, drink some water first."

"I just want to chat with the villagers today. Comrade Xu, if you are not feeling well, please don't force yourself."

Xu Manyuan was a little unhappy when he heard this:

"How can she be uncomfortable? This girl is just a spoiled child. Ever since she fell into the river a while ago, she hasn't been allowed to work in the fields for such a long time. How could she be uncomfortable?"

Then he lectured Xu Jingxiang: "Professor Zhu is chatting with you and you are still putting on airs. He is a great expert from Beijing!"

Xu Jingxiang looked a little pale, and drank a sip of water to cover it up: "I'm fine, it might be because the sun is too strong outside and I got burned."

Xu Manyuan complained again: "You are such a good talker. Can you get sick from being exposed to the sun?"

"Okay, Captain," Zhu Yanfeng said politely, "Comrade Xu does look a little unhappy, so please stop blaming her."

Xu Jingxiang held the enamel teacup. The water was warm, but her palms were sweaty.

Zhu Yanfeng was just as she remembered, gentle to everyone. It was easy to relax when talking to him. In her previous life, he was the only person who did not hate her.

Xu Jingxiang will always remember that he spoke a few words to help Cheng Qinji when she was making fun of her. After Cheng Qinji was angry and left, she chatted with Zhu Yanfeng for a few words, and his words made her feel sad.

Later, Cheng Hexi sneered at her with disdain: "You are lucky to have Zhu Yanfeng to guide you a little."

She then knew that Zhu Yanfeng was a student of Cheng Hexi's father. He was extremely talented, had a photographic memory, was an expert in psychology, and charged a staggering fee for one hour of consultation.

Xu Jingxiang actually felt a little guilty. She always felt that Zhu Yanfeng could see that something was wrong with her, so she awkwardly tried to find a topic:

"Professor Zhu, I just saw a car outside. It should be yours, right? Someone drove your car away."

"It's okay, the driver is someone I know."

******

Cheng Qinji drove Shen Weicang and Zhou Minqing to the town.

"It used to take a long time to ride a bike, and it was so bumpy that it made me feel uncomfortable," Shen Weicang leaned against the car window, his face full of joy and excitement, "It's so fast to get here by car."

Cheng Qinji smiled as he turned the steering wheel: "Well, I said I'm a good driver, Comrade Shen, are you feeling good?"

Shen Weicang nodded: "It's much more comfortable than riding a bike, and you don't have to be exposed to the wind and sun."

She asked Cheng Qinji curiously: "Expert Cheng, is it easy to learn how to drive a car? Do you need a car to drive one?"

Cheng Qinji answered her question seriously: "It's not difficult to learn at all, and you don't need a car to drive. You just need to pass the test and get a license."

"Comrade Shen, please stop calling me Expert Cheng. It makes me feel embarrassed. I'm not an expert at all. Just call me by my name."

Shen Weicang exclaimed, "Ah!" "Didn't you just say you were an expert in driving?"

Cheng Qinji's ears turned red. He just wanted to boast about the title because he was unwilling to be overshadowed by Zhu Yanfeng. Now that Comrade Shen really called him so seriously, he still felt a little uneasy.

What's the point of being an expert in driving? Zhu Yanfeng can actually drive, the only reason he came along this time was because his uncle couldn't stand him playing all the time, so he asked Zhu Yanfeng to take him along.

He changed the subject: "When we came here just now, we saw a noodle shop in this town. It's almost noon now. How about I treat you guys to noodles?"

Shen Weicang said embarrassedly: "How can that be possible? How can I let you treat us to a meal?"

"I want to thank Comrade Shen for taking me away from Zhu Yanfeng for a while," Cheng Qinji has been able to speak since she was a child, "You don't know how many people he has."

He stopped the car, hurriedly got out to help Shen Weicang open the door, and then stretched out his hand to block her head: "Be careful not to hit your head."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Weicang's head hit the palm of his hand.

"oops!"

It was her first time riding in a car and she forgot the height of the car for a moment. Fortunately, Cheng Qinji helped her.