Is it difficult?

"So because of our good relationship, when you were not born, they agreed to name you together. Later, your mother became pregnant with you and took you to a party. Then she met their couple, and she also took your brother Changshu with her.

At that time, I said that I might as well book a baby to kiss."

"It's a pity that your mother has been unhappy all these years, otherwise." Jiang Jiang shook his head and smiled.

Jiang Mengzhu opened his eyes wide and asked curiously: "Why didn't mom agree at that time?"

"Is it because my mother dislikes their family's small fortune and is not a good match for her?"

Yes, that's probably the case. Jiang Jiang hesitated a little and didn't speak yet.

Jiang Mengzhu said subconsciously: "But they are your classmates, dad, and their work nature is very similar to yours. They are both engaged in research. So, they are a good match."

When Jiang Jiang heard this, he was a good match and his face lit up with a smile: "You really think so."

"I'm just saying it casually. It's actually the truth." Jiang Mengzhu said awkwardly. You must know that as long as her mother is involved, Jiang Mengzhu will instinctively feel unhappy and want to go against her.

"Dad is very happy that you think so."

"You know, more money in this world is not good. Money can buy a lot of things, but it may not buy happiness, just like my subsequent marriage with your mother. Money can't buy longevity, just like if

If God wants me to die tomorrow, I have to die."

Jiang Mengzhu was disgusted: "Dad."

She just couldn't hear that word.

Jiang Mengzhu lowered his head and played with his hands: "I know."

Jiang Jiang: "You don't know yet, right? At that time, the names you named Aunt Yu, you and your brother Changshu came from a poem."

"The square bed with paper screen and stone pillow is made of bamboo. When my hands are tired, I throw away the book and have a long afternoon dream."

"Do you remember?"

Jiang Mengzhu: "Remember."

"The square bed with paper screen and stone pillow is made of bamboo. When my hands are tired, I throw away the book and have a long afternoon dream."

Of course she remembers.

-

It turns out that this poem not only contains her name, but also Shen Changshu's name.

Jiang Mengzhu murmured, what did her father mean when he said this to her today?

Jiang Mengzhu looked at the back of Shen Changshu who was walking in front. Her long hair was blown by the evening breeze on the riverside. She fell into deep thought. Could it be that her father wanted her to marry Brother Changshu...

No way?

But there is a four-year age difference between her and Brother Changshu.

Four years old.

"Four years old."

"Four years old is nothing! Nowadays, couples who are six or seven years apart are still everywhere." Yu Qingqing used her teeth to pry open the iron cover of the soy milk, and after listening to Jiang Mengzhu's words, she looked disdainful.

Because Jiang Mengzhu had something to worry about and the preliminary examination for the postgraduate entrance examination was over and she was not so busy all day, the next day, she asked Yu Qingqing to come out to have dinner with her.

"Really?" Jiang Mengzhu's eyes flickered, but despite this, he still felt hesitant in his heart.

She first poured a cup of milky white soy milk into Jiang Mengzhu's cup, and then poured another cup for herself, "Hey, do you know my dad's mistress?"

Jiang Mengzhu shook his head like a rattle.

Yu Qingqing grinned and stretched out her finger to write: "I am 11 years younger than my dad."

It seemed that the number 11 was not enough, so she simply stopped making the number.

Pupils widened, Jiang Mengzhu was speechless, Yu Qingqing chuckled, and asked again: "What about your mother and your father?"

"Seven years apart." Yu Qingqing stretched out her index finger and thumb to express "7".

Jiang Mengzhu thought: "So, that's quite normal. Maybe it's because my parents are on the same level, so I never thought I would be with my brother who is four years older."

"I have met Shen Changshu. What a good man he is. He is mature, considerate and able to take care of others. He is also gentle and shows his talent."

Yu Qingqing glanced at her, stood up and sat next to her, hugged Jiang Mengzhu and said affectionately: "And after graduating with a Ph.D., he will stay in school, right?"

Jiang Mengzhu nodded: "Listen to Brother Changshu, if nothing else happens it will be like this."

"The son inherits his father's legacy, and in the future, within the system, Jiang Mengzhu, let me tell you, isn't this much better than your Nie Zeyuan? The most important thing is that you have good character, so hurry up!"

Yu Qingqing is outspoken, especially when she is excited, she starts to speak indiscriminately.

I didn't realize who she mentioned.

Hear those three words.

She said: "Sorry, Mengmeng, don't mind."

What does she mind? She was someone she liked before, and everyone knew about it. Could it be that she still expected that this episode could be completely erased from everyone's memory?

Jiang Mengzhu smiled: "It doesn't matter."

She was originally looking for a marriage partner.

Yu Qingqing: "Hey, but after you broke up with Nie Zeyuan, did he contact you? He seems to have contacted Xu Ziyan. Do you know about this?"

"No, I don't know." Jiang Mengzhu didn't say anything. She had blocked all his contact information.

Breaking up and blocking someone is a bad thing to say and doesn't sound grand.

However, Jiang Mengzhu still had that thorn in his heart and couldn't do anything he wanted.

When she doesn't care at all.

Maybe one day she will release him.

Let’s talk about it then.

Jiang Mengzhu held the cup and took a sip of soy milk.

"I don't know." Yu Qingqing said with a long meaning, suddenly smiled and said, "It's okay, just forget it if I don't know."

Yu Qingqing didn't say that that phone call put a thorn in Nie Zeyuan's heart.

Yu Qingqing subconsciously felt that although Jiang Mengzhu didn't tell her much about their breakup, Yu Qingqing subconsciously felt that,

Nie Zeyuan must have regretted it.

-

Nie Zeyuan did regret it.

After hearing his aunt tell him that the Tieba account was found, he completely and completely regretted it.

Sitting in front of the desk in the school dormitory, with only the lights on, Nie Zeyuan's face turned pale. Why did he think that Ai Xiaoqi and he were the same kind of people and were suitable?

Nie Zeyuan laughed. After seeing that the real identities of the accounts in the email were all the same person, and that the same person was Ai Xiaoqi's friend Lu Yihong, he felt a mixture of sadness and anger in his heart.

That Lu Yihong was the boy who went to the Jingda Lake Bridge with Ai Xiaoqi that day.

Nie Zeyuan checked and found that the two of them were very good friends in the mathematics department.

I clenched my fists and couldn't believe it. How could a girl be like this?

There was endless disgust and rejection in Nie Zeyuan's eyes.

Been rigid for a long time.

But he had to deal with this matter.

Jiang Mengzhu must be given justice and innocence.

Putting his hands on the keyboard, Nie Zeyuan began to operate all night long.

The last time I asked my aunt's boyfriend to help me, it was because checking the account number was cumbersome and trivial and took time. Besides, he was busy with the initial matters of establishing the company and couldn't be separated from Hucheng.

Now that he is back at school, Nie Zeyuan will handle this matter well.

There has always been a very active account on the Beijing University Tieba, called Patrick Star’s Egg, where he usually talks about gossip and interesting school stories.

The few topics related to Nie Zeyuan and his girlfriend were basically made by him.

In the past few days, that account suddenly went viral, saying that he was Lu Yihong, a fourth-year student in the Department of Mathematics at Peking University.
Chapter completed!