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Reborn at Thirty-Eight

Chapter: 650

Yuan Youqin was a little worried: “Lao Jiang, we usually order him to study as soon as we call him. Are we pushing him too hard?”

“Otherwise, do you think university awards are so easy to win? It’s just a trophy!” Jiang Zhenghong pointed to the trophy already placed in the living room.

“No, I have to persuade you when you come back in the evening. Don’t study so hard. The mother will be scared after seeing it.”

“You don’t have to worry too much. I guess you just came back and can’t adjust your schedule. We’ll wait and see for two days.”

Jiang Qin had no idea what his parents had imagined about him, so he quickly walked out of the community and headed towards the library.

After all, it was a winter morning, there were very few people on the streets in Jeju City, and a layer of fine white mist shrouded the sky, spreading in all directions.

Feng Nanshu was wearing a white down jacket and stood in front of the open library, looking eagerly in the direction he came from. It wasn’t until he emerged from the misty white fog that he ran to the side of the road and waited. The cold expression instantly became silly and cute.

“Jiang Qin, hold me.”

Jiang Qin took her smooth little hand, which felt a little cold. He held it in his hand and took a breath, then stuffed it into his pocket to warm it for a while: “You thought I would refuse, right? Haha, if I said no, You must be able to call me brother again, I’ve seen through you.”

The little rich woman raised her face and looked at him blankly, feeling that the handsome bear was a little smart, but also a little stupid.

“Why are you drooling looking at me?” Jiang Qin narrowed his eyes.

“Jiang Qin, I’m hungry, take me to have breakfast.” Feng Nanshu dug in his pocket twice.

Jiang Qin rubbed his stomach and felt it was empty: “I’m hungry too. I’ll take you to drink mutton soup.”

“good.”

The two held hands and walked along the foggy and deserted streets. Speaking of which, this was the first time they held hands on the streets of Jeju.

When passing by the gate of Chengnan High School, Jiang Qin didn’t know why, but his heart suddenly palpitated.

Outside the high school where you have lived for three years, you are holding the hand of the most beautiful fairy girl in high school…

Damn it, this seems to be a little more enjoyable than the feeling of cheating.

If you count them in detail, this pleasure can be ranked at least second in life.

Jiang Qin suddenly let go of his hand and pretended not to hold it anymore, which made the little rich woman grunt and push her hand towards her.

Look, this pleasure can be ranked first in life.

In about ten minutes, Jiang Qin took the little rich woman to Heping Road, where there was a Yangji Mutton Soup Restaurant that he invested in to test the waters during the summer vacation.

“Uncle, long time no see.”

“Also, aunt… aunt, hello.”

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