With that said, she left Mengyao's room, returned to her own room and leaned against the door, thinking that Song Jiaping's way of loving someone was so strange that she was also very confused.

But this is not her responsibility. Even if she is Song Jiaping's boss, given Song Jiaping's personality, he will not buy her fault if he is stubborn.

After observing Song Jiaping during this period, I found that he was a man with a very unique personality. It was because of his work that he was a little more polite.

She fell on the bed a little tired, not wanting to think about these inexplicable things anymore. Focusing on her career, quietly establishing her own company was the most important thing for her at the moment.

…

Mengyao didn't sleep well all night and had some strange dreams.

When she woke up in the morning, she thought about what Meng Qi said last night, and felt annoyed and guilty that she had never understood the situation in Song Jiaping's family.

In her impression, Song Jiaping was able to attend medical school and study abroad, and at least he was born in a middle-class family.

But after seeing the information about Song Jiaping's background that Meng Qi had just sent, she was doubly surprised.

Although she knew that Song Jiaping's family background was definitely not as good as hers, she never expected that he would grow up in such a poor family.

His father passed away early, and with the support of his mother alone, he was able to complete his studies and go abroad.

His mother's health eventually failed and she needed to live in a nursing home for many years.

She stared at the address of the nursing home on the screen and decided to buy some things to visit Song Jiaping's mother.

When she arrived at the nursing home, based on the information in the document, she told the staff that she was Zhu Qin's niece. She heard that she was recuperating here and came here to visit.

The staff checked the information she gave and found that it was correct, so they took her to see Zhu Qin.

On the short walk to see Zhu Qin, the staff reminded her: "You may not know yet, but Aunt Zhu has Alzheimer's disease. Sometimes she doesn't recognize anyone, and sometimes she recognizes the wrong person. You need to have a mental attitude first."

Prepare."

Regarding Zhu Qin's situation, Meng Qi found it in the information. She had also read it and was mentally prepared to say: "Okay, it doesn't matter if Aunt Zhu recognizes me. I just want to see her.

She brings some nutrition."

The staff member smiled and said, "It's rare to have such a good relative like you. Since she moved in, only her son will come to visit from time to time, and no one else."

"Oh, Aunt Zhu hasn't contacted my parents since they came to the big city from their hometowns to work hard. There are no people in my hometown anymore, and there are few relatives walking around." Mengyao said a few words casually.

At this time, the staff pointed at the old woman walking alone on the lawn and said, "The one with all white hair is Aunt Zhu. Let's see if she can recognize you."

"Thank you." Mengyao looked at Zhu Qin's back and couldn't believe that this was Song Jiaping's mother.

Zhu Qin is only fifty-three years old, but looking at her back and head of white hair, she looks similar to someone in her seventies or eighties.

Her mother is a few years older than Zhu Qin, but she looks to be in her thirties or forties at most. The gap is huge.

She walked over and saw Zhu Qin's front face, which was a face that had experienced many vicissitudes of life.

Because she was mentally prepared, she took her time and greeted her with a polite smile, "Hello, Aunt Zhu, I am a friend of Jiaping."

Zhu Qin was stunned, not listening to what she said, just staring at her.

Mengyao continued to introduce herself: "My name is Huangfu Mengyao..."

"A Xing, you're here." Zhu Qin suddenly grabbed her hand and said happily, "Please stay at my house tonight. My mother made a lot of food. You live in the same room with me, and we will spend the night together."

You can talk."

Mengyao felt confused and said again: "Auntie, my name is not A Xing, I am..."

"Axing, let's go to my room first." Zhu Qin didn't listen to what she said at all, and recognized her as someone else, pulling her away from the lawn.

Mengyao realized that Zhu Qin had mistaken her, so she could only smile and follow her.

Arriving at the room where she stayed in the nursing home, Mengyao didn't know what to say and put all the nutritional supplements on the table.

"Axing, you came to my house and bought something. It's too unreasonable." Zhu Qin happily asked her to sit down and took out the snacks such as biscuits that he had put in the cabinet.

"Wish... Auntie, no, you're welcome." Mengyao didn't know what to say or do for a moment.

Zhu Qin said strangely: "You always call me Aqin, why don't you call me Aqin today? Have you become alienated from me when you study outside?"

"No, no." When Mengyao heard that Meng was studying, she thought that Zhu Qin recognized her as a good friend from her youth.

"Then try it. These are your favorite twists. My mother made them herself." As she said this, she stuffed a small bag of biscuits to Mengyao.

"Okay." Mengyao looked at the soda crackers and had to think of them as twists. She followed her words and said, "Aqin, are you okay?"

The smile suddenly disappeared from Zhu Qin's face and she said frustratedly: "Last year I was only a few points short, otherwise I would have gone to school with you in a big city. This year I want to take the exam again, but my parents asked me to go on a blind date in a neighboring village.

He said it would be too expensive to study for an extra year, so it would be better to get married early."

Mengyao didn't know how to answer the question, so she tore open the package of biscuits and took a bite, thinking that Song Jiaping's mother had such an experience when she was young.

Zhu Qin sat next to her and asked curiously: "How is the university? Is the library big? Are there endless books? What is the campus like?"

"It's okay in college." Mengyao guessed that Zhu Qin probably didn't go to college and said, "When I have the opportunity, I will take you to the university campus. In fact, it is bigger and more crowded than the schools in our county."

"Really?" Zhu Qin's eyes showed longing, and he looked at her again and said, "You see, your clothes have become more fashionable after you came back from the city. Are all people in the city dressed like this?"

"Absolutely." Mengyao said with a smile, "The clothes you are wearing are also very nice."

Zhu Qin hurriedly got up and looked in the mirror. She turned around in front of the mirror and was very satisfied with the clothes she was wearing.

"My man bought it for me. He knows that I like bright green." When Zhu Qin turned around to talk to her again, she asked her, "Axing, do you have a boyfriend? When do you plan to get married?"

Mengyao couldn't keep up with the pace of her time jumping. She suddenly mentioned that the man should be a few years later when she wanted to repeat her studies.

No wonder the staff here said that she would recognize the wrong person and forget the person she knew.

Mengyao saw that her memories were chaotic, thinking that she was still young and living in a certain unforgettable time in her memory.

"I don't have a boyfriend yet, I want to put my work first." Mengyao answered her thoughtfully.

Zhu Qin said enviously: "The more you read, the better. It's not like me who has no ability and can only marry young."
Chapter completed!