Chapter 114: I Think I’m Starting To Like You More And More
Jiang Ning responded.
Father Jiang saw Jiang Ning sit down at the table to drink milk and couldn’t resist gossiping: “Is this friend of yours that Xie kid, named Xie Jingyan, right?”
Jiang Ning’s face darkened; the name she least wanted to hear right now was Xie Jingyan’s.
“It’s not him!”
“Ah?” Father Jiang didn’t think much of it; it didn’t matter if his own daughter had many friends.
He sipped his tea leisurely: “That Xiao Xie kid is pretty good; you can interact with him more. He looks just like a young version of me. If he’s lucky, he’ll definitely make it big in the future. Befriend him, don’t make enemies.”
Jiang Ning: “…”
Did he even need to say that?
Xie Jingyan was the male lead of this book, a future business big shot; his prospects were undoubtedly immeasurable.
And also…
The grudge had already been held for eight hundred years.
Madam Jiang sighed, sitting to the side and complaining: “I really don’t want to go to that rundown place in your hometown. It’s far, bumpy roads, and the house is rundown. Can we come back overnight?”
Father Jiang turned his attention to Madam Jiang, his face showing a troubled expression: “Mingzhu, we’ll just go for a few days. Once we confirm she’s fine, we’ll come back. If my mom really passed away, we have to go. The house in our hometown was renovated long ago; it’s not rundown. It was fixed up in the style you like.”
Father Jiang had put it this way, so Madam Jiang no longer refused, though she really disliked that old lady.
Seeing Madam Jiang fall silent, Father Jiang continued: “This time I want to bring Xiao Yan along. In case she really dies, at least she can see her grandson once…”
Madam Jiang’s facial expression instantly turned ugly.
Jiang Ning chimed in at the right moment: “Sure, have Jiang Yan take more photos of the hometown for me. I haven’t been there yet. Next time, I’ll go with you all.”
Madam Jiang’s emotions calmed a bit: “Whatever, bring him if you want.”
Father Jiang nearly knelt down, his eyes brimming with tears as he looked at Jiang Ning—savior!
Without Jiang Ning, this family would really fall apart.
Madam Jiang didn’t care for anyone else; she only doted on her own little daughter.
Madam Jiang generally wouldn’t refuse what Jiang Ning said.
Before they set off, Father Jiang quietly slipped a card to Jiang Ning: “Good daughter, take this and use it. Buy whatever you want, don’t save money for Dad. When Dad comes back, he’ll buy you a gift.”
Then he went to the bathroom, adjusted his wig, and took his wife and daughter out the door.
They still had to pick up Jiang Yan.
The house instantly fell quiet.
After finishing breakfast, Jiang Ning sat in the living room watching television, but her mobile phone showed no activity.
So Xie Jingyan must have seen the news she sent and silently accepted this fact?
Jiang Ning instantly relaxed.
By the afternoon, Jiang Ning stood in front of her closet picking clothes, selecting a lake-blue skirt and tying her hair into a bun hairstyle.
Jiang Ning didn’t need makeup; her face was fair and clean, her eyes like they had built-in eyeliner, with dark and long lashes that made her features exquisite—a striking beauty with bold, radiant bone structure.
But thinking it might be a bit cold at night, she added a small jacket. Without calling the driver, she used her mobile phone to hail a ride.
Jiang Ning arrived near the stadium at exactly six o’clock.
Most of josen’s fans had arrived.
Most had support clips in their hair and support sticks in their hands.
While Jiang Ning was texting Wei Jin with her head down, someone stood in front of her.
Jiang Ning looked up, and a pink cotton candy came into view first.
“Ta-da! Sweet cotton candy. Here, for you.”
Wei Jin offered it to Jiang Ning like a treasure.
Jiang Ning took it.
Wei Jin pulled out a cup of milk tea from his left hand: “The milk tea is strawberry flavor too, low sugar, not cloying.”
“Thanks.” Jiang Ning took it again, feeling a bit uneasy.
Wei Jin wore a black leather jacket, his red hair styled with hair gel.
Jiang Ning then noticed his eyebrows were strikingly bold, flaring up when raised.
There was a small cut on his brow bone, freshly scabbed, looking like a recent injury.
Biting into the cotton candy, Jiang Ning glanced at it more: “What happened to your eyebrow?”
Wei Jin subconsciously touched it, brushing it off: “This? Crashed my bike. Yesterday, didn’t I leave midway? Had to go home, was in too much of a rush, didn’t pay attention, and fell.”
Yesterday, halfway through eating, Wei Jin had left.
His steps were very hurried; he didn’t even have time to say much to Jiang Ning, just that he had something to do.
The dishes were already ordered, and Jiang Ning couldn’t just leave a whole table of food behind. Not wanting to waste it, she ate most of it before leaving.
“What was it that made you ride so unstably.”
Wei Jin smiled: “My mom had a flare-up. I think I told you; I have a mom with a serious illness. Last night, I rushed home to take her to the hospital.”
Jiang Ning frowned slightly: “Is Aunt okay? Will you have any issues coming out today? Maybe we skip the concert; you should take care of your mom.”
Wei Jin sighed: “She’s fine now. Jiang Ning, actually my family background isn’t great. My dad drinks and gambles, owes hundreds of thousands in usury. Since I was little, he’s been hiding out there, and all those debts fell on my mom. She’s worn herself out and now can’t even get out of bed. I’m the one paying them off now, and luckily, it’s almost done.”
Hearing this, Wei Jin’s background was on par with Xie Jingyan’s. Jiang Ning gave him a sympathetic look: “It’ll get better. If you need help, you can come to me—just consider it paying back for this cotton candy.”
Wei Jin couldn’t help but chuckle.
How much was cotton candy worth? Worth a promise from Jiang Ning?
“No need to pity me. I’ll make my own future with these hands. Jiang Ning, would you disdain someone from my background? In your wealthy family’s world, do you all look down on poor people?” Wei Jin asked.
If it were the original character, forget disdain—she wouldn’t even intersect with poor people—but Jiang Ning wasn’t. She answered objectively: “Some might, but others won’t. Society isn’t held up by one person but by countless hardworking people. The world has disparities; that’s normal. Don’t feel inferior because of your background. My dad said he came from the countryside, step by step, to build this family business.”
“Wei Jin, you’re great.”
Wei Jin took a deep breath, exhaling in relief: “Jiang Ning, you’re really great. I think I’m liking you more and more.”
Jiang Ning: “…”
“Don’t mess around. I’m just accompanying you this once. Don’t think about asking me out again.”
Wei Jin frowned in dissatisfaction: “Is liking you a crime? I like you is my business; whether you like it is yours. They don’t conflict, okay? Mind your own business.”
Jiang Ning really felt her luck with romance was overflowing.
And in this book…
There wasn’t a character named Wei Jin, right?!
The two entered with their tickets.
Surprised voices came from behind:
“Eh, Jiang Ning? What a coincidence!”
Jiang Ning turned around to see He Shang right behind her.
Sui Tang poked her head out from behind He Shang: “Hey, Cousin, you come to a concert and don’t even tell us.”
Shen Jinhe nodded in agreement: “Are you even good sisters anymore? You’re being a bit unreasonable.”
Looking past them, Jiang Ning saw Xie Jingyan standing at the very back.
Typos, wrong paragraphs, sentences—point them out, will fix~
Old Xie directly: “Hi, Wife.”
