Transmigrated as the Stepmother of the Male Protagonist in a Campus Story

No matter how difficult it is, Zhou Mingfeng can handle it well.

This seemingly messy thing is not without clues. After thinking about it, Zhou Mingfeng picked up his mobile phone and dialed Jiang Jinjin's phone number.

Whether others have misunderstood, it doesn't matter much.

The other end was picked up quickly, and Jiang Jinjin's voice came, as always full of vitality, "Hi, what's the matter?"

Upon hearing her words, Zhou Mingfeng knew that his speculation was not wrong.

She didn't care about the unfounded rumor at all.

He didn't even realize that there was a smile on the corners of his lips, and asked straightforwardly: "Have you seen the rumors on Weibo?"

Jiang Jinjin was taken aback, then smiled and replied: "Are there any rumors about you and the female celebrity surnamed Su? Then I just saw it."

Zhou Mingfeng laughed, "It's not true."

Although he also felt that there was no need to explain too much, since he mentioned it, he had no reason to conceal it.

Jiang Jinjin: "Huh?"

"There is a little misunderstanding. At that time, the staff of the public relations department did not handle it cleanly." Zhou Mingfeng did not rush. "The driver and Ms. Su were cousins ​​at the time. The driver drove to deliver the card and was accidentally photographed by the paparazzi. Because Miss Su was not well-known at the time, the public relations department only went through a basic procedure to suppress the news."

Rao was Jiang Jinjin and didn't expect the truth of the matter to be like this.

"So, don't you know Su Siyue?"

"Well, I don't know."

There were some regrets in Jiang Jinjin's tone, "I thought you knew each other..."

In the drama she was chasing, she quite liked the actor who played against Su Siyue.

Zhou Mingfeng was weird, "You seem to regret this?"

"It's a little bit." Jiang Jinjin said, "So, you are calling to explain this matter?"

"Not all." Zhou Mingfeng paused. "It's just that everyone has misunderstood and thought you were running away from home. They might hope that I can give you an explanation."

Jiang Jinjin: "???"

runaway?

"Why do you think so!"

Zhou Mingfeng: "Maybe you have a lot of luggage."

Jiang Jinjin was speechless, "Okay."

She realized that there should be something else when Zhou Mingfeng made this call. She guessed a little and asked: "So, you want me to go home today, so that the rumors will be self-defeating?"

Before Zhou Mingfeng could answer, she said distressedly: "But I drank some wine."

Zhou Mingfeng replied: "It's okay, just at a friend's house."

Jiang Jinjin seemed to mutter to himself, "But, I don't want others to look at me with that kind of theater eyes."

Especially the look of "Oh, your husband is really not a good thing, you really are so pitiful in this marriage".

Now that everyone thinks she is angry and she ran away from home, according to the normal script, of course her husband coaxed her to forgive and go home overnight, right?

Zhou Mingfeng was silent for a moment, "Then I will pick you up?"

"Okay." Jiang Jinjin promised, "I'm in Four Seasons Flower City, Building 13...Wenqing, what's the number of your house?"

There was another female voice faintly on the other end: "603, I said I was not drunk, and I didn't even remember the house number."

Jiang Jinjin smiled, "Building 13, 603, I'm waiting for you."

Zhou Mingfeng laughed, "Okay, it won't be long."

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Mingfeng bowed his head and thought for a moment, turned off the study computer, took the car key phone and walked out of the room, stopped at the door of another room in the corridor, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

The next second, the door was opened, Zhou Yan's face was stinky.

Zhou Mingfeng looked at Zhou Yan. He rushed to pick up Jiang Jinjin. He didn’t have much time, but he also understood that his son was cold outside and hot inside. On the surface, he didn’t care, but if he didn’t care, why bother to Jiang Jinjin. Tell him where he went. Even if it was to make his son feel at ease temporarily, Zhou Mingfeng felt that he had to explain.

"What's the matter?" Zhou Yan asked.

"Those messy rumors on Weibo are not true. If you are interested, you can ask Assistant Liu, he happened to be working overtime today."

Zhou Yan looked uncomfortable, "It has nothing to do with me."

He is not interested in the things that bother you.

Zhou Mingfeng glanced at the room faintly, wondering when Zhou Yan actually moved the e-sports table. It happened that the e-sports table was leaning against the wall before, and the wall was his study.

My son's little habits have not changed.

I like to listen to the movement with my ears against the wall.

Zhou Mingfeng felt amused at once, "If you want to know anything in the future, you can ask directly."

"..." Zhou Yangang was about to argue, Zhou Mingfeng interrupted him, "I'll go out and call if there is something to do."

After speaking, Zhou Mingfeng turned his head and left.

Zhou Yan looked helplessly at the sky. He really wanted to hear what happened just now, so it took a lot of effort to move the gaming table to another direction. But the soundproofing effect at home was so good that he didn't hear anything!

He subconsciously looked back at the clock hung on the wall. It was already this point. Dad should be looking for her, right?

As soon as Zhou Yan loosened his shoulders, he was able to sleep well.

On the other side, after Jiang Jinjin hung up the phone, he confidently continued to sing with Sun Wenqing.

The stewed goods ordered by Sun Wen had a great taste, and Jiang Jinjin drank several bottles of beer in one breath. Sun Wenqing rarely drank alcohol. The two of them were chatting and drinking, and they did not have a special flavor. The beer was not so flavorful after drinking. Sun Wenqing remembered that there was a bottle of wine in the welfare provided by the school during the Dragon Boat Festival, and hurriedly found it in the wine cabinet. . This wine has a higher degree than beer, and after the two of them drank a glass, their cheeks began to flush slightly.

It was almost eleven o'clock when Zhou Mingfeng arrived at the Four Seasons Flower City.

While waiting for the elevator, Zhou Mingfeng happened to ran into a teacher. He didn't know the teacher, the teacher did know him.

The teacher took the initiative to say hello to him: "Hello, Mr. Zhou."

He was also worried that Zhou Mingfeng could not remember who he was. In order to prevent Zhou Mingfeng from embarrassing himself, he hurriedly introduced himself: "Hello, I am Zhou Yan's tennis teacher in his first year in high school. My surname is Zhao."

Zhou Mingfeng smiled and nodded, stretched out his hand to shake him, "Hello, Teacher Zhao."

Teacher Zhao asked smoothly, "Mr. Zhou, do you have anything to do here?"

He regretted it as soon as the voice fell.

Which pot is really not open and which pot.

The teacher group is discussing this matter. Zhou always came to the Four Seasons Flower City to find his wife. Now no one knows that his wife and Teacher Sun are good friends.

However, Zhou Mingfeng seemed to be unaware of his embarrassment, and he was still humble, which made people feel like spring breeze, "Well, take the family home."

Teacher Zhao seemed to empathize, and smiled, "No wonder."

He wanted to say that he also had experience in this kind of thing, but he swallowed it when he reached his lips. Don't think Zhou always treated people kindly, but they were not familiar with it.

It is really inappropriate to talk about the topic of wife running away from home.

Fortunately, when the elevator door opened, Zhou Mingfeng smiled slightly, "Mr. Zhao, you go first."

Teacher Zhao was flattered and hurriedly avoided, "Zhou, please please."

Zhou Mingfeng didn't give any more. The elevator doors were almost closed again. After pressing the elevator button, he walked into the elevator with apologetics, and Mr. Zhao followed.

The sixth floor arrived very quickly. When Zhou Mingfeng walked out of the elevator, he deliberately talked to Teacher Zhao.

The elevator door slowly closed, and Teacher Zhao took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket and hurriedly sent a message to the teacher group——

[I just met Mr. Zhou! He said to pick up his wife! 】

[Zhou Zhou is really too polite, too polite, there is no air in it! 】

Under Teacher Zhao’s publicity, everyone knew what Zhou Mingfeng was, how wise, approachable, and courteous, and that Zhou Mingfeng came to pick up his angry wife and went home.

[I squatted for a few hours, and finally ushered in a happy ending. 】

[I thought I was squatting in the entertainment industry gossip, but I didn’t expect it to be a rich family sweet pet comedy. 】

Zhou Mingfeng knocked on the door.

It was Sun Wenqing who came to open the door. Although she rarely drank, she unexpectedly had a good amount of alcohol. After drinking a few bottles of beer and a few glasses of red wine, she was still sober. Seeing that the person was Zhou Mingfeng, she breathed a sigh of relief. Relaxed a lot, "Jinjin washes her face in the bathroom and will come out immediately."

Zhou Mingfeng hummed, and did not forget to thank you: "Teacher Sun, I trouble you today."

Sun Wenqing waved his hand, "I and Jinjin are good friends, so I should."

While she was talking, Jiang Jinjin came over, her steps were a bit imaginary, but the whole person was still sober, her face flushed, she walked to the door, smiled at Zhou Mingfeng, and said to Sun Wenqing: "Things first I put you here, I'll come to pick it up tomorrow, and the car is also parked downstairs anyway..."

Having said that, she stopped for a while and looked at Zhou Mingfeng, "Did you come by car?"

Zhou Mingfeng felt that she might still be a little drunk.

How else would you ask this.

He didn't come by car, so how did he come?

"Um."

Jiang Jinjin smiled, "I'll just say it, so I'll come again tomorrow."

Sun Wenqing replied: "Well, we will have dinner together at noon tomorrow. There is a very delicious barbecue nearby."

Jiang Jinjin seemed a little sluggish, but he still heard the word barbecue and said word by word: "It's hard to make money. It's hard to make money. Eat some barbecue to make up for it."

Sun Wenqing also felt: "It is time to make up."

Zhou Mingfeng squeezed the bridge of his nose helplessly. Both of them should be a little drunk.

Jiang Jinjin was wearing high-heeled sandals. The straps were loose and not fastened. Zhou Mingfeng lowered his head and sighed, reminding him: "If the shoes are not worn well, it is easy to fall."

Jiang Jinjin let out a cry, bend over and squat down.

This bent over, the pace was unstable, but fortunately Zhou Mingfeng quickly supported her with swift eyes and hands.

In this situation, Zhou Mingfeng couldn't say anything, so he could only squat down and stretched his hands to fasten the straps of the high heels.

Jiang Jinjin's wine is very good. At this moment, she is between sober and unconscious. She doesn't speak nonsense. At first glance, she thought she didn't drink, but in fact, her reaction was also faster than speaking. Usually it is much slower. Zhou Mingfeng had to let her take her arms and lead her out of this building all the way.

I have to say that even in a half-drunk state, Jiang Jinjin has a strong sense of traffic. As soon as she sat in the passenger seat, she fastened her seat belt obediently.

He even reminded Zhou Mingfeng, who had just gotten in the car: "Fasten your seat belt."

Zhou Mingfeng: "...I know."

Jiang Jinjin was worried and kept staring at him. She tilted her head and slowly closed her eyes after he fastened her seat belt, "I'll take a break."

"good."

For Zhou Mingfeng, this is a very unaccustomed experience.

Because every time she was in the car before, she would always ask him a steady stream of questions, and she couldn't stop talking all the way back home.

It can be said that, apart from sleeping, this is the first time Zhou Mingfeng has seen her so quiet after returning from a business trip.

It was so quiet that he felt a little uncomfortable.

Going home quietly all the way, it was very late when he got home. Jiang Jinjin didn't get much better after sleeping, and slowly followed him into the bedroom. Zhou Mingfeng picked up her pajamas and told her: "I'm going to the bathroom next door to take a shower, you can call me if you have anything."

Jiang Jinjin still slowly said, "Oh."

When she was awake, she spoke fast and did everything in a rush, and it seemed that she never had a moment to stop.

Seeing her like this, Zhou Mingfeng couldn't help but tolerate his laughter.

After Zhou Mingfeng left the room, Jiang Jinjin came to the cloakroom following the route of memory. He wanted to get the nightgown, but inadvertently caught a glimpse of the closet with a row of swimsuits hanging in it. She put out her hand and walked over, picking it up. Put on a swimsuit.

She suddenly... really wanted to swim.

She remembered that there was a big swimming pool at home.

Jiang Jinjin's drink volume is not bad nor good, quite satisfactory, but her wine taste is good, and it will not be much different from usual when she is drunk.

The only difference is that the rapid brain reaction will be much slower than usual.

She put a bathrobe on her body, and then walked to the door.

In addition, Zhou Mingfeng in the bathroom was also worried about Jiang Jinjin. He finished the rinse as quickly as possible. Who knew that she would not be seen when she returned to the room.

Zhou Mingfeng found her in the living room downstairs.

Seeing Jiang Jinjin wearing a swimsuit, his eyes flashed incredible, "Do you want to swim? It's late now."

Jiang Jinjin thought his question was funny. She said: "I am not a social animal now, so I don't have to get up early in the morning to work tomorrow."

She thought about it and added, "You don't have to squeeze the subway. I have a car."

Zhou Mingfeng knew that he shouldn't talk too much to a person who is half drunk but not drunk.

She couldn't listen at the moment, so she had to compromise, "Well then."

Jiang Jinjin smiled and said, "You are so good."

Zhou Mingfeng: "..."

He had to follow her to the swimming pool outside the villa.

At this moment, the moonlight is pouring, and the water in the swimming pool is exceptionally clear. This situation seems to give people the illusion of being in a fairyland. Jiang Jinjin didn't get into the water right away, but sat on the shore with his feet in the pool. After adjusting to the water temperature, he thumped and jumped in.

Zhou Mingfeng on the shore finally experienced a feeling of rapid heartbeat.

The splashing water splashed on his trouser legs.

Zhou Mingfeng suddenly regretted it. He should let her stay with Teacher Sun today, at least there is no swimming pool in Teacher Sun's place.

Now he is like a parent, staring nervously at the children messing around in the swimming pool.

Jiang Jinjin swam over in the pool, occasionally showing off his skills, taking a breaststroke, a butterfly stroke, and a freestyle.

Zhou Mingfeng's temples suddenly burst, and warmly coaxed her: "Come on, go back to sleep."

Jiang Jinjin didn't listen, and continued to swim happily.

Facts have proved that the state of swimming after drinking is still not good. After swimming for almost ten minutes, Jiang Jinjin’s calves seemed to be cramping. Zhou Mingfeng, who had been paying attention to her, soon discovered that, thinking "I knew it would happen", he went into the water and swam in the direction where she was. Picked her up, she came out of the water, her face was wet with water, and even the fan-like eyelashes were stained with water, which looked especially pitiful.

But just looking pitiful, she burst out laughing the next second, "Thank you."

Just as Zhou Mingfeng pulled her up, he subconsciously put his arms around her waist, and the two of them were very close.

Under the moonlight, there were only two of them in the pool.

Just as Zhou Mingfeng was about to speak, Jiang Jinjin reached out his hand to bring splashes and put his hand on his face, Zhou Mingfeng froze.

In fact, at this moment, Jiang Jinjin lacked the nerve called sensibility. For her, the person in front of her was unknown, and she didn't care who he was. She just felt that this person was her food.

If it is her food, of course it must be taken. This is originally her principle of life.

Jiang Jinjin, who is always in favor of love, uses a set of methods to provoke him.

But she never came straightforwardly.

She approached him, but stopped when the tip of her nose was about to touch. The two breathed but did not touch each other. She smiled, and water droplets slid down from her forehead to the corner of her eyes, like tears. Falling soundly.

The dark light in Zhou Mingfeng's eyes surged.