Usually Gao Wenhui and Wang Haini would go shopping with Feng Nanshu, but today in order to give them some time alone, they stayed in the bedroom.
“Remember to pack your things tonight and return to Linchuan tomorrow.”
“Huh? Are you so anxious?”
“I’m afraid you’ll make me poor.”
Gao Wenhui glanced at Wang Haini: “But we have graduated, where will we live when we go back?”
Jiang Qin thought for a while: “There are rental houses around Linda, or should I ask the principal to approve a dormitory for you?”
“I no longer live in the dormitory. I can’t even eat hot pot. And from time to time, some people stay up in the middle of the night and make some noise.”
“Then rent a house and I’ll have someone arrange it for you.”
Wang Haini couldn’t help but get up from the bed: “We might as well let Nan Shu live with us, and we three sisters will rent a three-bedroom apartment.”
Jiang Qin yawned: “You can discuss it yourself.”
July and August passed by quietly, and Feng Nanshu was in her first year of graduate school at the beginning of school. She wondered if she would be uncomfortable with unfamiliar interpersonal relationships, so it was quite nice to have the two of them by her side.
Jiang Qin thought about it, then went to the kitchen to pour a glass of water, and saw Yuan Youqin and Jiang Zhenghong talking seriously to Feng Nanshu, their expressions a little excited.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, the little rich woman who was listening very seriously suddenly looked back and saw that Jiang Qin was approaching, so she immediately became well-behaved.
“?”
“The three of them are all so mysterious, as if they are planning to sell me.”
Jiang Qin couldn’t help but murmured, and was immediately amused by his own thoughts, but as he smiled, his expression changed slightly, and a bad feeling came into his heart.
Damn it, maybe after having a little rich woman, you think your son is of no use and you really plan to sell me, right?
After all, she has been homeless for two months, but her little rich woman is screaming for her parents every day.
Mr. Jiang was silent for a moment, and for the first time in his life, he took the initiative to pick up the broom and pretended to start cleaning the junction between the restaurant and the entrance.
After a while, as the night got darker, Yuan Youqin returned to the room yawning, and Feng Nanshu also ran to the bathroom to wash up.
Jiang Zhenghong hugged a quilt and threw it on the sofa.
Jiang Qin leaned on the broom and laughed: “Why, you quarreled with my mother, and you are forced to sleep on the sofa? This sofa is short, small and hard. It will be very tiring after sleeping all night, Dad.”
Jiang Zhenghong glanced at him: “Silly son, so stupid…”
“?”