Quick Travel: Jing Yuan's Wanderings

Chapter 297: The childhood sweetheart only wants to escape Episode 5

In their hometown county, Jing Weimin runs a teahouse, while Mu Qingqing runs a slimming beauty salon.

The two stores are right next to each other, so it's no wonder that the couple can get together to talk about him at noon on Wednesday, since they are all free.

I hope the two elders won’t cause any trouble when they get here on Saturday.

You can imagine that the possibility is very small.

Lieutenant General Jing Yuan took a deep breath and put his phone into the pocket of his down jacket. He was not in the mood to hang around, so he went straight to the laboratory.

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Qingtian Villa Area is 30 kilometers away from S University.

Jiang Ning was in a trance, sitting on the bed with her hands on her knees.

One book, one female supporting system.

The company went bankrupt, both parents died, he fell into prostitution and died in a dark alley!

She, Jiang Ning, is the only daughter of the Jiang family:

She comes from a wealthy family, is beautiful, is fluent in four languages, has two master's degrees from top international universities, and has dabbled in piano, dance, horse riding, fencing, etc.

She has countless suitors in the circle and has seen all kinds of talented and handsome men, but she is so stupid as to threaten her parents with death and force them to invest 10 billion just to get engaged to Song Che, an illegitimate son who is not presentable?

She couldn't understand, what was there about Song Che, such a complete hypocrite, that made her fall in love with him at first sight?

Pa, pa, pa, he slapped his face with both hands continuously, and his brain finally resumed its thinking.

Isn’t it tragic that she is on a hunger strike because of Song Che at this moment?

Gurgle, my stomach is cramping from hunger.

I lay down and reached for the cell phone on the bedside table, ready to call Aunt Liu to bring me some food as I was starving.

"Boom! Boom!"

There was a knock on the door, and Jiang Ning's eyes lit up, drooling and unable to swallow.

"Is Xiao Ning here? Mom is coming in."

Listening to her mother's gentle voice and thinking about her mother's ending in the book, Jiang Ning's tears instantly burst out.

It felt like there was a ball of cotton in my throat and I tried to speak but no sound came out.

Yan Wanyun didn't hear a response for a long time. In her anxiety, she no longer cared about anything else. She turned the doorknob and pushed the door open.

Seeing her daughter crying heartbrokenly, her eyes immediately turned red.

The company and money are not as important as my daughter's happiness.

He quickly sat on the bed and hugged his daughter in his arms.

Jiang Ning could no longer hold back and burst into tears, venting all the grievances and resentment in her heart.

"Ningning, be good, stop crying. Your crying is breaking your mother's heart.

Ning Ning wants to invest in the Song family and marry Song Che. Mom has agreed. Stop crying now."

"No, Mom!" Jiang Ning broke free from her mother's embrace and looked into her mother's eyes with great determination.

"Mom, I won't go on a hunger strike anymore. I don't want to marry Song Che, and I don't want to empty my house to save the Song family."

"Really? Ningning, have you really thought it through? You won't lie to mom?"

"Yeah!" Jiang Ning nodded vigorously, then fell on the bed with a dizzy head.

"Ningning, what's wrong with you? Don't scare your mother."

"Mom, I'm fine. I'm just a little hungry."

"Hungry? Yes, I am hungry. I will ask Sister Liu to bring in the food."

"Sister Liu, Sister Liu, quickly bring in the warm porridge in the pot. Ning Ning wants to eat it."

When Yan Wanyun heard her daughter say she was hungry, she was so angry that she immediately ran out of the house shouting.

After drinking two large bowls of light millet porridge, Jiang Ning touched his stomach and felt that he was alive again.

After Sister Liu took away the dinner tray and closed the bedroom door, Yan Wanyun moved to sit on her daughter's bed and whispered to confirm:

"Ningning, you just said you don't want to marry Song Che, is that true?"

"Yeah, it's true. It's truer than a needle tip."

"You are naughty."

Yan Wanyun's heart finally settled down, and she rubbed her daughter's head gently.

Jiang Ning lowered her head and thought for a moment before finally making up her mind, "Mom, lie down too. I'll tell you a secret."

"What a secret! It's so mysterious."

Jiang Ning nestled in her mother's arms and whispered to her mother everything that suddenly popped up in her mind about the e-book and the female supporting role counterattack system.

When talking about the final outcome of the Jiang family, he choked up several times.

Yan Wanyun suppressed her fear, kissed her daughter's forehead, and coaxed her gently: "Your parents are here for you. Have a good sleep, and everything will be fine when you wake up."

After saying that, he began to hum a lullaby softly.

After her daughter fell asleep, Yan Wanyun tiptoed out of the room.

When he turned around, all the gentleness on his face disappeared, leaving only solemnity.

When she returned to the study, she called her husband immediately.

[Hey, Wanyun, has your daughter eaten yet? Or——]

"Ah Cheng, help me check someone."

"Who?"

"Lin Wanyi, Song Che's girlfriend, if nothing unexpected happens, she should be pregnant with Song Che's child now.

Please come back as soon as you have the results. My daughter has something very important to tell me.

Also, don’t mention the matter of injecting capital into the Song family anymore.”

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In the laboratory, Lieutenant General Jing Yuan's already good mood became even better after listening to System 003's account of what happened in the Jiang family.

I hummed a song unconsciously.

Suddenly, my right shoulder was tapped.

"Hey, little brother, are you in a good mood?"

"Hello, Brother Qian, the experiment is going smoothly, great news!"

"You're a good kid, come on, let's go out and have an apple to celebrate, I'll treat you.

Don’t sing the song.”

"Ah? Is my singing that bad?"

At this time, the senior student sitting next to me couldn't help but interrupt, "It's not just unpleasant to hear, it's life-threatening, okay?

Here’s a piece of advice for you: never sing in front of people again.

Otherwise, the image of a handsome guy will be shattered, and it will be even harder to find a girlfriend."

"Well, it seems that the filter that Senior Sister has for me has been shattered."

"Well, it was broken into 108 pieces and could never be glued back together. It was like a major idol scandal."

"Don't they say appearance is justice? That must be because I'm not handsome enough."

The atmosphere in the laboratory was particularly good with everyone chatting and laughing.

The instructor came in and asked about everyone's experimental progress one by one, said a few words of encouragement, and then left with great satisfaction.

As soon as 18:00 arrived, Lieutenant General Jing Yuan immediately lined up to clock out.

The lab is not strictly a 9-to-6 system.

In special circumstances, working overtime all night is common.

Of course, if the progress of the project is satisfactory, you can tell your tutor and take a break for a week or two.

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