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

Zhong Jia was very injured.

Zhou Yan didn't bother to pay attention to her, and went straight away. Zhong Jia suddenly lost the thought of suing Zhou Mingfeng, because she suddenly felt that even Zhou Yan believed in Jiang Jinjin like this. What about Zhou Mingfeng? In order not to let herself suffer more harm, Zhong Jia also decided to treat this as it had never happened. She didn't bother to remind Zhou Mingfeng that she might have a green grassland on her head.

She returned to the car, although she was determined not to be a demon, she was still very angry.

She is unhappy, so others will have to be even more unhappy.

After much deliberation, she thought of her cousin Zhong Fei. She wants to tell Zhong Fei, look, where does your son still have you as a mother in his heart now, he recognizes someone else as his mother!

Zhong Jia didn't bother to care about the jet lag and directly dialed Zhong Fei's number.

After a long time, Zhong Fei answered the phone lazily, but her tone was extremely disgusting: "Do you have no concept of time? Do you know it's midnight on my side?"

Zhong Jia: "..."

She took a sigh of relief and said in a weird manner: "I'm sorry, elder sister, I'm too impatient. Didn't you bother you to rest? Today I saw Ayan's stepmother dating a young and handsome guy, and I just thought about it. Come over and tell Ayan and brother-in-law, guess what, Ayan deleted my photo after seeing it, and told me that my aunt is an outsider! Now we are all outsiders, and then he will still know us. Who?"

"That's it?" Zhong Fei's tone was very cold. "This kind of thing is worth your call to quarrel with me?"

Zhong Jia: "Sister?"

"You were originally an outsider." Zhong Fei said, "you don't think you are Zhou's family, do you?"

Zhong Jia: "...No, Ayan's stepmother may have cheated."

"So what? It has something to do with you? And do you want me to blow your mouth so that you won't be called sister-in-law Zhou Mingfeng?"

Zhong Fei was irritated to get up. Now she swept away the coldness before, and what she said made Zhong Jia have difficulty breathing again and again, "Do you know what time I am here? Are you disturbing me to sleep for this kind of thing?"

After a reprimand, a man's low voice came from the other end, as if to appease Zhong Fei. Zhong Fei cursed "It's really bad luck" and hung up the phone.

Zhong Jia listened to the beeping busy tone on the other end of the phone.

She was at a loss.

what happened? ?

Probably the attitude of Zhou Yan and Zhong Fei, Zhong Jia both began to think: Is it really not a big deal to be suspected of derailment? So, one or two of them can be so calm? Did she have a problem, or did they have a problem?

Zhou Yan did not believe that Jiang Jinjin would cheat.

There is no reason, just to be so confident in her.

He dialed Jiang Jinjin's number as he walked to Linhu Villa.

Jiang Jinjin had already said goodbye to edwin. She was on the way back. Seeing Zhou Yan's call, she answered the phone without much thought, "What are you doing?"

Zhou Yan was helpless: "I just dismantled a bomb for you."

"What's the meaning?"

"Zhong Jia is here." Zhou Yan walked leisurely towards home with one hand in his trouser pocket. The setting sun stretched his thin figure. His tone was casual, as if he was asking Jiang Jinjin for credit. "She captured it. The photos of you having dinner with Brother Li, said you were dating Brother Li, and said you cheated. It seems that you want to show the photos to my dad, so I deleted them."

Jiang Jinjin: "Why is she so idle."

She doesn't understand what Zhong Jia thinks. Even if Zhou Mingfeng has a lot of water in his mind, it is impossible to marry his ex-wife's sister after divorcing him? Since there is no hope, why bother looking for opportunities to be a demon all day long, still be such a ridiculous demon.

"Who knows." Zhou Yan said, "Is it considered that I dismantled a bomb for you."

Jiang Jinjin laughed, "You don't seem to suspect that I will cheat."

"It's okay. I didn't think so much when I saw that the person in the photo was Brother Li, and Brother Li didn't like you again."

Jiang Jinjin: "?"

"But why do you two eat together?" Zhou Yan complained in his tone, "It's still Sichuan food."

So he was dissatisfied that she didn't call him together?

"I just ran into it. I want to talk to him about opening a store." Jiang Jinjin paused, feeling sad, "He rejected me."

Zhou Yan gloated: "Really hahaha."

"That's right." He almost walked to the door of the house, and slowed down, "It's better for you to tell my dad."

"I know. But your aunt is really idle and boring." Jiang Jinjin was also very upset, "Why, who has stipulated that married people can't have a meal with the opposite **** these days? Eating a meal means cheating. , What she thinks."

"Who knows." Zhou Yan said, "It's auntie, Tang's."

As soon as Jiang Jinjin arrived home on his front foot, Zhou Mingfeng came back on his back foot.

There was a deep breath all over him.

Jiang Jinjin has never seen him. He has always been gentle and humble, abrupt, obscure and gloomy, Jiang Jinjin and Zhou Yan looked at each other, not knowing what happened. Zhou Mingfeng’s voice was a bit hoarse, and there were red blood in his eyes. It was very scary. He said in a deep voice, "Ayan, go to pack up, the plane at night," he paused, and said with difficulty, "Your uncle died. NS."

Zhou Yan was stunned.

Jiang Jinjin was also at a loss.

Zhou Yan's uncle is also Zhou Mingfeng's uncle. After reading the book, she has not seen Zhou Mingfeng’s uncle, but it is not very strange, because Zhou’s family received a huge package not long ago, including crispy plums, native eggs, native honey, and pickled papaya shreds. , This was all sent by Zhou Mingfeng’s uncle. That shredded papaya is Zhou Yan’s favorite.

As for the two pots of soil honey, they both went into Jiang Jinjin's stomach.

Therefore, even if she had never seen this uncle, at this moment, looking at the sad expressions of Zhou Mingfeng and Zhou Yan, she couldn't help feeling a little uncomfortable.

Zhou Yan went upstairs to pack his luggage with red eyes.

Facts have proved that even if someone like Zhou Mingfeng is in the pain of losing a loved one, he is still organized. He sat on the sofa and looked up at her, "I'm leaving soon. I have asked Assistant Liu to book a ticket. , You need to apply in advance for the private plane to take off, the time is too late, don’t mind.”

Jiang Jinjin said.

"I don't worry that you are at home alone." Zhou Mingfeng raised his hand and pressed his temple, with a low tone, "But if you can't walk away, it doesn't matter. It's enough for me to go back with Ayan."

Jiang Jinjin looked at him.

In fact, she wanted to laugh a little when she heard him say that he was worried that she was at home alone.

Why don't you worry, she is not a child.

But before the corner of her mouth was held, she looked at the sadness around him, her eyelids drooped, and she whispered: "No, you can't walk away, and you should also be sent to see your uncle."

Zhou Mingfeng looked at her, those calm eyes, with expressions she couldn't understand at this time, he responded after a long while.

Time was a bit rush, Zhou Mingfeng and Zhou Yan didn't bother to have dinner. After the aunt helped to pack their luggage, they were ready to leave for the airport. Knowing that he was leaving for a few days, Jiang Jinjin deliberately went to say hello to Xu Congjian, and told Xu Congjian that if there was anything he couldn't handle, he could discuss with Steward Yang.

Wordless all the way, farewells and reunions are staged at the airport every day.

Zhou Yan and Zhou Mingfeng didn't have a lot of luggage, so they didn't need to check in.

In the waiting hall, Zhou Mingfeng was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows looking at the tarmac outside. The airport was brightly lit, and the lights shining on him, there was a trace of loneliness. The sadness of many people is silent. Mingming Airport is a very lively place, but in Jiang Jinjin's eyes, Zhou Mingfeng seems to be alone.

Zhou Yan went to buy coffee.

Jiang Jinjin hesitated for a long time, finally got up and came to Zhou Mingfeng's side step by step.

What she didn't know was that after the curtain fell, the floor-to-ceiling windows were like a mirror. Zhou Mingfeng was thinking about things, but suddenly inadvertently caught a glimpse of her approaching him, step by step without pause or hesitation.

Jiang Jinjin has always been good at making the atmosphere hot, but at this time, she really didn't know what she could chat with Zhou Mingfeng.

The two stood silently for a moment, Zhou Mingfeng put his hands on the railing, his eyes casually falling on the tarmac, "When I was as old as A Yan, I was not much more sensible than him. I made money by other means. After some money, I thought about going to the big city to find business opportunities. I didn’t have any thoughts about studying. At that time, I was too arrogant and thought that studying would only cost money. It was really useless. Even if I didn’t have a degree, I could make my own way. Come."

Jiang Jinjin listened, but said nothing.

"That was the first time I saw my uncle lose his temper. He said that he would sell iron for me to go to college. When the admission letter arrived, my uncle drank almost half a catty of liquor." Zhou Mingfeng's voice was almost calm. Yes, but in this calm, Jiang Jinjin heard the sadness hidden in the depths, "In fact, I have been trying to pick him up over the years, but he is unwilling to leave his hometown, and I am too busy. I won't see him a few times in a year."

Jiang Jinjin didn't know how to comfort him.

She really couldn't empathize.

Because no family member had ever paid for her in this way, she couldn't realize the grief of the death of her loved ones.

She thought for a while, stretched out her hand and patted her shoulder, smiled and said to him: "The shoulder is borrowed from you."

It turns out that he will also have a fragile side.

Zhou Mingfeng stared at her, his expression relaxed, "Okay."

But he didn't lean on her shoulder.

After all, the height difference between the two is almost twenty centimeters faster.

He stretched out his hand, and in Jiang Jinjin's stunned eyes, he took her shoulders and carried a belt in his arms. He looked down at her and said, "I owe it, wait until there is no one."

Jiang Jinjin smiled suddenly: "Is this still owed?"

"Of course." Zhou Mingfeng pointed to Zhou Yan who was sitting quietly not far from the French window and looking over here. "Please understand a father's self-esteem. If he sees me leaning on your shoulders, my majesty may be greater in the future. Discount, this is not a good thing."

Jiang Jinjin laughed, "Okay."

Zhou Yan bought three cups of coffee and saw this scene. He found a place to sit down and looked at the scene not far away—

Men are tall and handsome, women are slim and beautiful.

One is a white shirt and black trousers, and the other is a pearl white ruffled dress, with long slightly curly hair hanging gently on his shoulders.

He puts his hands on her shoulders, and the two of them lean on their bodies, naturally and intimately.

Zhou Yan took out his mobile phone, pretending to read the news, and filmed the scene.