Chapter 130 Only C
Pretending not to hear, she went into the kitchen to turn off the fire, then went to the entrance to change her shoes, then put her arm around her bestie's arm and insisted on going downstairs with her.

There's nothing you can do about her.

Gu Yunzhen smiled dotingly and let her do as she pleased.

We will meet each other in the future. Besides, I'm just an assistant tonight, so how can I tell anything?

The corridor was dark. Liang Weining turned on the flashlight on her phone. A small ray of light shone on the stairs, reflecting the slender shadows of her two besties standing close together. She complained quietly, "I have time for a good time, but I don't have time to get clothes. I have to ask my assistant to come."

"Xiaoguai, what are you mumbling about?" Gu Yunzhen asked her.

The girl shook her head and said nothing.

A young man was standing downstairs of the residential building.

The other person looked very young, probably only in his early twenties.

The handover process was short. The bestie exchanged a few simple greetings with the other person and didn't mention the man at all. Without anything else, he turned around and took her upstairs.

When he entered the house, Gu Yunzhen said, "Next time there is a chance, I will ask for his advice and come to my house for a meal to clarify the misunderstanding in person."

There is no misunderstanding.

It's the truth, okay.

"They are of noble status, so they may not be used to the simple meals of ordinary people like us."

Liang Weining had just finished speaking when her best friend suddenly turned her head and looked at her.

They stared at each other for a while, and the atmosphere became weird.

Gu Yunzhen asked suspiciously, "Did you make a mistake?"

She didn't reveal much information last time. Even though Ning Xiaoguai and that person were in the same capital, they were not in the same circle after all. It was not easy to guess the specific name.

Unless this guy uses Mr. Chen's connections to conduct a secret investigation.

But it's also impossible.

Ning Xiaoguai couldn't do such a thing.

But seeing her determined look, Gu Yunzhen couldn't help but reiterate, "Let's wait until we meet in person before we discuss anything. Don't let your imagination run wild."

Oh.

In this case, we will await the arrival of His Majesty the Crown Prince in advance.

Liang Weining puffed up his cheeks and went back to his bedroom with a resentful look on his face.

"There's porridge in the pot, would you like some?"

"Don't drink, lose weight."

close the door.

Gu Yunzhen:
The girl has a bad temper. Is it because of Mr. Chen?
No.

She got used to it.
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At nine o'clock the next morning, the driver from Pok Fu Lam parked the car at the entrance of the alley on time.

It was a chaotic mess. I got up, dressed, washed up, had a perfunctory breakfast, said goodbye to my best friend hastily and went out.

Arriving at No. 28 Sassoon Road, Liang Weining saw from afar the majestic golden retriever squatting in front of the European-style iron gate. He quickly took out his mobile phone and prepared to call Uncle Ming.

In fact, she was worrying too much.

The housekeeper had been waiting by the flower garden. When he saw the car slowly drive into the gate, he said nothing and walked steadily towards the backyard, holding Douding's hand.

The golden retriever looks lonely and his back looks desolate and lonely.

Liang Weining couldn't bear it.

I'm glad that I don't live here permanently, otherwise Gouzi's personal freedom would have been completely destroyed by her.

The weather is fine today, and we enter the villa in the gentle breeze.

The maid helped her get out the slippers.

I looked down and it was pink.

I seriously suspect that not only her, but Uncle Ming is definitely also a huge fan.

However, after she turned around the carved hollow partition and was in a good mood, a scene in the living room made her subconsciously pause.

Looking from a distance, the father and son were one sitting and one standing.

Mr. Chen was wearing light-colored home clothes, showing a rare gentle and leisurely side of him. However, his clothes alone did not reduce his low-pressure aura in the slightest.

He sat quietly on the sofa with an expressionless face, and seemed to be holding a newspaper in his hand. No, as the distance got closer, she could see clearly that it was a mid-term examination paper printed with the words "Chinese University Affiliated Primary School".

On the other hand, Josie stood obediently beside him with her eyes downcast, not moving a muscle.

what's the situation.

I hope he won’t be punished.

As soon as she finished her thoughts, the father and son raised their eyes almost at the same time and looked at her.

The air was still for a moment.

Liang Weining smiled and said, "Good morning."

Glancing at the time on her watch, it was ten o'clock in the morning. Chen Jingyuan raised his chin slightly and motioned for her to sit down.

Out of the corner of his eye, the boy cautiously glanced at his sister Ning. The latter sensed that the atmosphere was not right, pointed outside the villa, and said at the right time: "I'll go to the backyard and play Frisbee with Douding."

Josie：.
Sister Ning was so cruel that she wanted to abandon him.

He raised his eyelids and secretly looked at his daddy, his gaze on the test paper was still unusually calm and emotionless.

He lowered his head and remained silent, not daring to speak.

After a long while, the silent boss finally spoke.

Without raising his eyes, Chen Jingyuan spoke in a low voice, breaking the girl's fantasy, "Ask him what his Chinese score is."

No need to ask.

Liang Weining felt sad and wanted to cry.

I asked Uncle Ming to check last night, and there was only C.

What a concept, just passed.

It was far from the B+ she expected.

There was no movement for a long time, and the boy looked at Sister Ning for help.

Liang Weining asked silently, are you serious about the Chinese subject?

Josie was innocent and felt good about himself, but he didn't expect that the examiner had a grudge against him and only gave him 8 points for the narrative composition and 2 points for the expression question, which lowered his overall level.

Ok.

Instant clarity.

She probably knew what the problem was.

The two, one big and one small, exchanged secret signals under Chen Jingyuan's eyes. After reading the test paper in his hand, he stood up and walked towards the stairs, saying in a low voice, "Come up."

who.

He was half-grown up and hadn't figured it out yet, when he saw Josie move her feet, he very self-awarely put away the homework on the desk, and went upstairs with his dad, holding his homework.

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Looking at the man's cold and hard back, Liang Weining hesitated to speak.

At this time, Uncle Ming stepped forward and said warmly, "Miss Wei Ning can go up and persuade her in half an hour."

How to persuade.

The boss was scolding his son, so what right did she have to interfere?

The point is, coward.

"How about, Uncle Ming go?" Liang Weining suggested seriously.

Hearing this, the other party immediately stopped and said, "No, no, I'm an old man, and my words are useless."

Is Mr. Chen willing to listen to her?
Come on.

Judging from Josie's reaction, this is probably not the first time she's been scolded.

You'll get used to it after living side by side.

As she was, when she was in primary school, she was chased around the room by Teacher Xie with doctrines, and sometimes she would even be fined half a week's pocket money for answering a question wrong.

At least, Mr. Chen will not withhold his children's salary.

The girl refused to go.

Uncle Ming had no choice but to use provocation, "You don't know."

Ok?
"Not only did the young master fail the test this time, but other things were also involved."

What aspects.

Uncle Ming lowered his voice and uttered four words.

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Liang Weining took a breath of cold air after hearing this.

What are you afraid of?

If that's the case, I have to go up and take a look.

After all, she has responsibilities too.

Half an hour later, Liang Weining came to the door of the study on the second floor and tried to knock twice.

It was quiet inside.

not there?

Just as I was about to turn around and leave, the door opened.

Mr. Chen's tall figure came into view, with his cell phone to his ear, as if he was talking to someone.

At some point, the man had changed into a shirt and trousers, with the top two buttons unbuttoned and his plump Adam's apple visible under the slightly open collar.

Seeing her coming, Chen Jingyuan turned sideways, hung up the phone and walked inside. Under the silver light, his broad and straight shoulders were outlined, and the precious fabric made the lines of his back tight and tight.

Looking from the door, I only felt that the person in front of me was tall and strong, his steps and breath were as steady as a mountain, and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry.

Apart from calmness, there is also a depth that cannot be fathomed at a glance.