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Minglou and Wang Fuju entered the study room, on the one hand, they wanted to talk about the relationship between teachers and students, and on the other hand, of course, they wanted to chat about Minglou's new appointment.

Wang Manchun didn't follow up.Knowing that they must stay here for dinner after chatting, they went back to their room and changed their clothes.As soon as he left the room, he saw Ah Cheng sitting on the sofa in the living room downstairs with a cup of tea in his hand, reading an evening newspaper.

Wang Manchun couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

The suit is the most popular style in Paris, and it is matched with an English-style scarf and coat. The color of the tie suits his skin tone just right, and the hair style is obviously tidied up deliberately, which fits the shape of his face the most.Sitting there, her long legs stretched out and overlapped naturally. Looking down the trousers, she saw a pair of shiny leather shoes.

She looked at it for a while, and sighed in her heart that time passed too fast, Ah Cheng was younger than her, and he had grown up, which meant her aging.

He was about to look away, but he didn't expect to see Ah Cheng raise his head.The eyes of the two met, she smiled softly, and walked down the stairs.

Ah Cheng read the newspaper and felt a gaze staring at him, thinking that there should be no enemies in Wang's house, so he made up his mind to look up, but he didn't want to meet Wang Manchun's eyes.

He watched her come down, she had already changed into a long skirt and a thick shawl, completely different from the person he saw at the door of No. 76.

This is what Miss Wang Jiamanchun should look like.His long hair was loosely pulled, and his makeup was light and heavy, reminding him of the "Fu of Luoshen" he read when he was a teenager, with beautiful eyes and a charming smile.

Wang Manchun walked up to him, he smiled politely, stood up and offered her his seat.

"No, you can sit down." She said, and went around to sit on the other side. Not long after, Ah Qing brought her a glass of milk.

"You guys seem to be doing well in France? I know my brother has become a great professor, but what about you?" Wang Manchun asked.

"I also study economics, and I will work as a teaching assistant for my elder brother after graduation." Ah Cheng replied.

"He still exploits you like this?" Wang Manchun chuckled, "Then you didn't protest?"

"There's nothing wrong with that. Everyone knows the basics, and the eldest brother is easy to hire." Ah Cheng joked, "Even if I fire me, you have to see it every day when I go home, right? He also underpaid one person's salary. "

Wang Manchun laughed out loud, "That's true."

"Of course, to a large extent, it is because my professional level is also very high." Ah Cheng laughed.

"Ah Cheng, why are you so prudent at first, but when you go to France, you have the same temper as your elder brother, with the tone of a playboy." Wang Manchun complained, "I was hoping to get some information about my senior brother from you." Woolen cloth."

Ah Cheng's eyes changed slightly, and then he said calmly, "You know everything, Miss Manchun."

He didn't know what she wanted to ask, but due to her identity, he couldn't say anything, otherwise it would cause big trouble.

"I just want to ask, senior brother..." She glanced in the direction of the study, pouted dissatisfiedly: "How many girlfriends did senior brother have?"

Ah Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, and answered with ease: "I dated one two years ago, but..." Man Chun turned around, and he smiled, "Eldest sister disagrees."

"Miss Manchun, you also know..." He explained helplessly, but was stopped by Wang Manchun's wave, "In my house, don't mention her, it's a disappointment."

Wang Manchun lowered his brows and looked unhappy.He knew she couldn't listen to Ming Jing, so he stopped talking and watched her slowly drink the glass of milk.

Ah Qing brought the fruit plate and pushed it in his direction.

He raised his head to express his thanks, seeing a relieved and relaxed smile on Ah Qing's face, he couldn't help but smile back.

Ah Qing was about the same age as him. At this age, she was probably married and had children.Her gaze was completely different from when she saw him back then, it was still full of love, but it was no longer hot, but warm and long-lasting.

He knew how much Ah Qing liked him. Since he was a child, it was always Ah Qing who brought him tea and water and treated him as the second young master of the Ming family. He never neglected her.

Speaking of which, he was very grateful to Ah Qing.When I was young at home, the eldest sister was the eldest lady, the eldest brother was the eldest master, Mingtai was the young master, and he was nothing.Although the eldest brother told him many times not to treat himself as a servant, he still couldn't hold his head up.

What happened in childhood made him used to facing everyone with a low eyebrow and a pleasing eye.He still remembered the first time he came to Wang's house, he was treated equally by Ah Qing while sitting next to Minglou, and even ate an extra biscuit.

Later, when he grew up, he got used to his identity. He was called Mr. Ah Cheng and Secretary Ah Cheng outside, and he was the second younger brother at home, so the embarrassment of the past was gone.

"Ah Cheng wants to eat less, we will have dinner later." Ah Qing whispered.

"Hey." Ah Cheng nodded with a sincere smile.

About the time Wang Manchun finished drinking the milk, the door of the study opened, and Ming Lou followed Wang Fuqu out with a smile on his face.

Ah Cheng and Man Chun stood up almost at the same time.

"Teacher, I haven't introduced you yet. This is my second brother, Cheng." Minglou said.

"Hello, Mr. Wang." Ah Cheng bowed slightly.

"I just heard from Minglou that he is also a young talent." Wang Fuqu laughed, "Dangguo is lucky."

"Don't dare." Ah Cheng replied cautiously.

It was inevitable for a few men to talk about politics at the dinner table. Ah Cheng didn't dare to intervene, and only occasionally said a few words when it was appropriate.

The Wang family didn't have the habit of serving servants at the table, and they had a clear hierarchy. Wang Manchun, a woman, didn't want to listen to them talking about business affairs after she was on the 76th. Are you back?"

"Among my students, Minglou was young and promising. He studied the preparatory course at a young age and became a professor at the University of Paris in no time. Wang is really lucky to have taught such a student." Wang Fuqu said.

Minglou was too busy to say, he didn't dare, raised his wine glass and said, "It is the teacher who taught me well, and Minglou can achieve today's grades."

The two men exchanged cups, and Ah Cheng sat on the lower seat of Minglou, quietly watching them talk, taking a bite occasionally.Seeing this, Wang Manchun brought some food for him, in exchange for Ah Cheng's smile.

Before leaving, Minglou had almost drunk, and Wang Fuqu was too old to drink, so she ordered Wang Manchun to send the two brothers away, and A Qing helped her back to rest.

Wang Manchun helped Ah Cheng put on a coat and tie a scarf on Minglou, and helped Minglou walk towards the gate. Ah Cheng followed behind, wearing his own clothes while walking.

Who would have thought that Minglou's body would press her against the wall next to the door as soon as she walked out the door, with her head resting on her shoulder, and she didn't speak for a long time.

Seeing this, Ah Cheng took a step back and said calmly, I'm going to start the car, and then went out the door first.

"Brother?" Wang Manchun was frightened by this move, and was at a loss for a moment.

"Manchun, back then, I wanted to marry you." Ming Lou said in a low voice.

Tears welled up without warning, and before she had time to react, the man straightened up and yelled "Ah Cheng".

She hurriedly wiped away her tears, grabbed Minglou's arm, and carried him towards the car.

After parking the car, Ah Cheng heard Ming Lou calling him, and strode back, taking Ming Lou from her hand.

The tears still couldn't stop falling.

For so many years, she has never cried.

After that heavy snowfall, no matter what kind of things she encountered, even if someone hit her in the face, she never cried again, but now Minglou said a word that made years of grievances flow down the tears, as if to Tell the story.

Ah Cheng settled down in Minglou, closed the car door, and turned to say goodbye to Wang Manchun, only to find that the man was facing him sideways, covering his face with his slender hands, and tears kept sliding down his chin.

At a loss, he rummaged through his pockets, took out his handkerchief, and touched the birthday present in his coat pocket that he bought for her.

"Miss Manchun." He walked over and tentatively stuffed the handkerchief into her hand.Her hand touched the soft fabric, she took it gently, and wiped away her tears with her back to him, before turning around.

As soon as she turned around, Ah Cheng saw a pear-blossoming face.

He couldn't help frowning slightly.

There were tears in Man Chun's eyes, his eyes were flushed, and his nose and mouth were also red from the cold after being blown in the cold wind for a while.

Such Man Chun made him feel distressed for no reason.

"Don't cry." He comforted unconsciously.

Man Chun smiled with tears in her eyes, she nodded and sniffed.She looks like a girl.

"I'm going back, you go back and take good care of Senior Brother." She said.

He put his hand in the pocket of his coat, hummed, and then suddenly said when she turned to leave: "Miss Man Chun."

Man Chun turned around after hearing the sound, and saw Ah Cheng took out a small box and handed it to her with both hands.

"I missed your birthday, this is...a birthday present." Ah Cheng said.

"Senior brother bought it for me?" Wang Manchun happily took it over, unwrapped the pink bow, and looked at this little gift under the door lamp.

"Yes, brother bought it." Ah Cheng said, pursed his lips, and said softly, "Although it is late, I still wish you a happy birthday."

Man Chun closed the box: "When he wakes up, thank him for me, he's so busy, remember my little thought."

The happiness on her face was clearly exposed in Ah Cheng's eyes.

He has seen many people's smiles, of course he knows that Wang Manchun is happy at the moment.

There are some facts that don't need to be known to her.

Just let her be happy all the time.

"Go back quickly, it's cold outside." He said, and then watched Man Chun's thin figure disappear behind the gate of Wang's house.

Minglou woke up on the way back to the hotel, Ah Cheng glanced at the rearview mirror, as expected.

"You want to hide Miss Manchun?" he asked.

Minglou straightened his clothes in the rearview mirror, and said, "We must keep it a secret. Only we can know our identity, and no one can believe it."

Ah Cheng sighed from the bottom of his heart, and said, "I understand."

Minglou turned his head to look over, and the neon lights of Shanghai Bund were flickering in the night outside the car window.

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