Su Jian thinks that the Yang family and his son are not that kind of snobbery.
Just to talk about one thing, when she and Liu Sheng first met the Zheng family, they were both shabby. Once when they met Yang Bingkun at Pengcheng Group, he introduced himself enthusiastically, without any airs at all.
Liu Sheng often said that the relatives of the Zheng family all hugged each other for warmth, and everyone was very good.
Yang Bingkun lived in the same room with him for a while, and never disliked his rough talk, smelly feet, and snoring in his sleep.
They all have commendable qualities, but only one person, Zheng Huiwen, is the biggest crisis for the entire family.
But now it seems that she is fighting alone. If Zhao Jing marries her, they don't have to do anything. The Yang family and his son can easily deal with Zheng Huiwen, and there will be no conflict between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.
The Zhao family's parents were still worried about the meeting, so they could only figure it out slowly.
Zhao Xu originally went to the observation deck on the top floor with them, but later realized that he was playing the role of a light bulb, so he found an excuse and ran away.
Now there is only a pair of crazy men and women, who cannot understand each other's intentions.
"Zhao!"
"Yang Bin!"
The two spoke together, and then smiled after being stunned for a moment.
"You speak first."
Yang Bin was very gentlemanly and made a "please" gesture.
"ah?"
Suddenly they didn't know what to say. The two looked at each other, with each other's reflections in their eyes.
Unable to help himself, Yang Bin held Zhao Jing's hand, which was slender and cold.
"Teacher Zhao, are you okay?"
"I……"
Zhao Jing wanted to break away, but the harder she pushed, the tighter Yang Bin's grip became.
"Don't move, just let me hold your hand like this, okay?"
She was so lovesick that Zhao Jing burst into tears.
"Yang Bin, what are you doing?"
"I don't want to do anything, I just want to hold your hand like this."
Only in this way can he feel at ease, only then can he feel that he is still alive, and only then can he feel that the world is real.
"Zhao……"
"Call me Zhao Jing."
"Xiao Jing!"
"..."
Zhao Jing blushed with embarrassment and asked in a low voice, "What are you doing?"
"do you like me?"
Zhao Jing's face turned redder and burning, and she didn't answer for a long time.
Yang Bin sighed, "I like you very much. I imagine you suddenly appearing every day. If you don't come back, I plan to visit you."
Zhao Jing looked at him in surprise.
"It's true, I'm not talking nonsense."
Sometimes he is also angry with himself for being too hesitant and not efficient enough.
Xiao Jian pretended to be Zhao Jing's handwriting and wrote him a letter. He was very excited at first, but after reading it, he realized that it was Su Jian who wrote it in his name. The message she conveyed was that Zhao Jing was living a very unhappy life now.
good.
All of this was caused by him. He was the culprit. If he had been more decisive, Zhao Jing would not have been so deeply hurt by love.
"I like you, please allow me to take care of you, protect you, cherish you from now on, prevent you from being wronged, and be happy every day."
"I'm stupid and can't speak love words. These are my honest truths. This is what I think at this moment and I will do the same in the future."
Zhao Jing looked at him affectionately, her heart seemed to be filled with something, swollen with happiness.
"Yang Bin?"
"Um!"
"Am I dreaming?"
"If you don't believe it, hit me?"
Zhao Jing really raised her hand and gently scraped his cheek, but Yang Bin held it down, letting her fingertips feel the warmth of her face.
"Do you still think it's a dream?"
"No, it's not."
Unable to control himself any longer, Yang Bin held her in his arms.