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Chapter 18 It's a ticket, not a room card

"You pay for my cell phone!"

Su Meng looked at the shattered screen of her mobile phone and yelled at the door lock.

What kind of evil has he committed recently? How could he be so unlucky? If he continues like this, his life will be at the hands of Jiang Ning.

"good."

After Jiang Ning quickly agreed to Su Meng, she hastily cut off the call.

The empty corridor fell into silence again as the beep disappeared.

【Squeak】

Jiang Ning's neighbor's door slowly opened. In order to get rid of the embarrassment, Su Meng wanted to get in as soon as possible, but her brain was short-circuited.

"Um...what's the password?"

"7...how many?"

Looking at the shattered cell phone with a black screen, Su Meng had to lower her head and put her head against the door, for fear that the neighbor across the door might greet her.

"Is it Xiao Jiang?"

Su Meng raised her head in embarrassment and looked at the opposite door, only to see an elderly woman wrapped in a thin blanket leaning over to look at her.

"Hello..."

The old man narrowed his eyes and looked at Su Meng for a long time, then a kind smile appeared on her lips.

"Little girl, it's you! Why, did you quarrel with Xiao Jiang?"

"No, no, no... mother-in-law, do you know me?"

"Oh, didn't Xiaojiang tell you? Yesterday, Xiaojiang brought you back and you were all wet. My mother-in-law has known him for so many years, and she has never seen him so anxious. When you came and knocked on my door in the middle of the night, your clothes were still mother-in-law's.

I changed it..."

Su Meng's mind was buzzing, and her face was already familiar. She interrupted her mother-in-law's eloquence in panic:

"Mother-in-law! Do you know where the keyhole is?"

"I know!"

The mother-in-law gently pressed the key-shaped button, and the hidden keyhole was revealed.

It's actually here!

"Thank you, thank you, mother-in-law! It's really late today, I will definitely go to your house to say thank you tomorrow!"

"Oh, okay, okay! Come with Xiao Jiang tomorrow! My mother-in-law will cook for you!"

Su Meng was a little confused. Why was it different from what she imagined? Her mother-in-law didn't even have the slightest intention to be polite. Was this a trap set by herself?

Fortunately, after sending my mother-in-law back, I was temporarily out of trouble.

The cool summer breeze blew the shadows of the trees in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, making the huge house seem a little lonely.

Su Meng was sitting on the sofa. Under the weak moonlight, the summer wind blew over her face, mixed with the faint scent of lemon, and her mind was a little fuzzy.

"Want to listen to some music?"

"Uh-huh?"

What's the situation? Why can I still hear Jiang Ning's voice at home? Is there surveillance at home?

"Jiang Ning, you pervert!"

Su Meng yelled at the roof.

"Only calls, no video, I can't see you."

"..."

"I'm afraid you'll be bored. Isn't your phone broken? So, why don't you listen to some music?"

"Um."

Su Meng didn't know why, but there was an indescribable warmth in her heart.

"Who do you like? Is it okay with Jay Chou?"

"good."

Jay Chou's slow-paced love songs are melodious and touching...

However, when it came to "Secrets That Cannot Be Said", Jiang Ning quickly cut songs. The next song was "Can't Open My Mouth", and Jiang Ning cut again...

Until it was cut to "Coral Sea", Su Meng couldn't help it anymore.

"Well, Teacher Jiang, just listen to this song. After listening to it, I'm going to sleep."

Jiang Ning didn't reply, but she didn't stop singing.

[The seabird and the fish fell in love, it was just an accident...]

"Su Meng..."

Jiang Ning called softly, her voice slightly hoarse.

"Um?"

Sleepiness came over her, and Su Meng responded with a hint of tiredness.

"It's okay, just good night."

"Good night."

"Su Meng..."

Outside the balcony, the dim moonlight poured into Jiang Ning's eyes, covering up the original brightness in his eyes.

The evening breeze blew through his close-fitting short sleeves, outlining his slightly thin figure. Jiang Ning murmured to her mobile phone:

"Su Meng..."

no respond.

"Is it also an accident for you and me..."

On the bed, my mother's face looked pale and weak. Once upon a time, she was as gorgeous and bright as a summer flower.

When she was ten years old, her father filed for divorce.

There was no cheating, no domestic violence, not even a hint.

In the early morning of that day, my father took out the divorce agreement and calmly asked my mother to sign it.

"A marriage without an emotional foundation will have no future."

My father stored everything he owned in his own name and left home, just to pursue his so-called freedom.

Within a year, my mother suffered from severe depression.

But my father was like a bird that had been imprisoned for many years, regaining freedom and enjoying life to the fullest.

Participate in motorcycle tours around the world, bungee jumping, skydiving... and enjoy the happiness that freedom brings to him.

Little did they know that at this time, the mother would have to suffer reprimands from her grandparents and great pressure from her own family.

When Jiang Ning was eighteen years old, her father had a car accident, and he murmured on the hospital bed that he wanted to see him one last time.

Jiang Ning hesitated again and again, but despite the heavy pressure from her mother, she went to see her father for the last time.

A month later, her father passed away, her mother turned against him, and Su Meng stopped contacting her. There was a person named Zhou Shaoyang beside her.

**

After Jiang Ning handed over to the people sent by Jiang Huaiye, she hurried back home.

After opening the door, there was no one in the house. If it weren't for the sweet smell of milk wafting from the kitchen, he would even think that Su Meng spent the night here yesterday was an illusion.

There are baked snacks on the dining table. The snacks on the left are chocolate-flavored and scattered on the table. The snacks on the right have been packaged and have a sticky note on them: [For the neighbor’s mother-in-law]

Jiang Ning picked up a biscuit, took a bite, and praised it from the bottom of her heart.

It's full of milky flavor, sweet but not greasy, he likes it very much.

Su Meng was right, she really didn't need to prepare when it came to cooking.

Jiang Ning couldn't help but feel a little distressed because she could still make snacks even though her elbow was dislocated.

There was a long piece of paper pressed under the plate, and the familiar handwriting appeared on the paper:

[Teacher Jiang, thank you very much these days! I used your kitchen to make some snacks to express my gratitude! When you feel down, you can eat some sweets! As for the mobile phone, there is no need to pay it to me. I owe you a lot, just

Let's clear up~

Su Meng.]

To be divorced? She wants to be divorced from herself? This word is really a bit heartless to use.

Jiang Ning put the note away, tucked it into the mottled book, and then carefully stuffed it into the bookshelf.

The phone buzzed, there was a call from He Yuan.

"Brother Jiang, you asked me to check the information about Zhou Shaoyang last time. I have sorted it out and sent it to your email."

"Okay, hard work."

"Well... I took a quick look and it seems that he and Su Meng have always been in contact."

Jiang Ning frowned and unconsciously clenched the coffee cup in her hand.

Although I had guessed it, when I got the affirmative answer, I still felt a little tight in my chest.

"Brother Jiang, are you going to the art exhibition?"

Jiang Ning took a sip of coffee and didn't answer.

"I met Su Meng this morning. She said she had to attend the Zhou Shaoyang Art Exhibition. She said she had to go because she had given her the tickets in person."

"The tickets were delivered in person?"

Jiang Ning's mind flashed to the scene of Zhou Shaoyang giving something to Su Meng that day. Because the distance was a bit far away, he thought it was a room card, so it was actually a ticket?
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