Yan, she just silently thought about her thoughts in her heart.

My father asked: "Young man, where do you work? Which university did you graduate from?

"I work in a certain department and graduated from a prestigious university in China!" He raised his wine glass and raised his chest.

The mother asked with a smile: "I heard that your father is...?"

When the man heard this, his face looked even more like a red pig liver. He shook his fat body, patted his chest and said, "Uncle, aunt will talk if you have something to do, no problem."

The middleman laughed and said, "He has strong work ability and good people!"

Of course, my father is a worldly sensual. In the heart and mouth of the outside world, he squinted his eyes and looked at the young man opposite him, and after a while, he asked, "Is the salary in your department very high?"

"Sorry, uncle, I am a person who doesn't value money and I don't know much." The man said very easily.

"Okay, okay, okay, okay," the father said a few good words.

On the way home, the mother asked Yang Jiahui: "What do you think of this person?"

"Not really!" Yang Jiahui was a little angry.

The father asked happily: "Why?"

Yang Jiahui said angrily: "People like him go to prison sooner or later!"

The mother was a little unhappy and said, "We shouldn't say that."

"I didn't say he was, he didn't even know his own salary. Do you think he was a person who made money by his salary? A person who didn't make money by his salary is so generous. Where did the money come from?" Yang Jiahui said like a cannon.

"Don't they make money in business?" said the mother unhappily.

"Do you do business in such a right agency?"

"Hahaha..." The father laughed loudly.

"My daughter can inherit my property! Haha!" The father seemed particularly happy.

The mother blinked and asked, "Old man, do you think so too?"

"Of course!" said my father proudly.

"Old thing!" The mother said, took out the phone and asked Yang Jiahui: "Then I called the middleman, don't have any objection!"

"Get back quickly." Yang Jiahui giggled.

Zhang Jun looked at Yang Jiahui who was laughing and felt a little furious.

He asked quickly: "What are you laughing at?"

Yang Jiahui knew she was a little distracted, so she changed the subject: "I laugh at you, aren't you afraid of being tired when you hug me?"

Zhang Jun nodded and said, "It's comfortable."

Yang Jiahui suddenly asked: "Zhang Jun, what will you do if I fall into the river?"

"I...I..., I'm going to save you." Zhang Jun was a little nervous.

"Can you swim?"

"Won't."

"How can I save people if I can't swim!"

"Then you can't just ignore it!" Zhang Jun was really at a loss.

Yang Jiahui looked at the anxious Zhang Jun, wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "I'm talking about playing, let's say I can swim."

"Okay, okay! Benefit!" Yang Jiahui looked at Zhang Jun with a embarrassed look and shook him delicately.

They hugged each other unconsciously, and the two of them were caring and caring each other intimately. It seemed that there were only two of them here. Everything outside had nothing to do with them. It was already dark. Yang Jiahui looked out and found that there were very few people in the park, so she said, "Let's go home, it's too late!"

"All right!"

They walked along the bank of the Liao River, holding hands and walking on the path. The street lights on one side were flashing and the moonlight was also flashing, as if they were shining on the road for them. On the flat road, there were only the two of them, and they teased each other.

Yang Jiahui suddenly said "Ouch" as she walked.

"I sprained my ankle!" she said in a crying voice.

Zhang Jun hurriedly bent down and was about to take a look. At this moment, Yang Jiahui rushed to Zhang Jun's back and said loudly: "You carry me!"

"You didn't sprain your ankle?"

"nonsense!"

Yang Jiahui was having fun.

"Please ask the young lady, are you a graduate of Beijing Film Academy?" Zhang Jun did not forget to make fun of Yang Jiahui behind his back.

"Idiot, idiot." Yang Jiahui pounded him.

Yang Jiahui lay on Zhang Jun's back and hummed: "Remember my love, remember my love, and never forget me... Don't pick wild flowers on the roadside."

"If you don't pick it, you won't pick it." Zhang Jun continued singing.

"You are looking for death!" Yang Jiahui twisted Zhang Jun's ears fiercely.

For the young man, the way home was too short. Before he knew it, he came to a community. Zhang Jun asked in surprise: "Do you live here?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"This place is super luxurious!" Zhang Jun was a little confused.

"There are poor people in the United States!" Yang Jiahui's answer was very straightforward, and it was simply impeccable.

I saw that the area of ​​the community is not too small. Through the fence, you can see that there are various villas inside. Various luxury cars are parked in the community. The lawn is neat and there is no trace of debris. The street lights in the community are also very unique and novel. Several security guards patrolled the garden, and from time to time they could hear the pleasant sound of piano.

Zhang Jun stood outside in a daze, his mind was turning rapidly, and he couldn't figure it out because he really couldn't think of the other ordinary people here, so he had to know that the property fees here were enough for him to drink a pot.

He looked back at Yang Jiahui and found that Yang Jiahui's expression was very natural, without any abnormality. He was secretly thinking in his heart: Could she be a rich second generation, right?

However, Yang Jiahui saw his thoughts and said, "I am just an ordinary citizen, I live here!"

Question, or question.

"Kiss!" Yang Jiahui said generously.

Zhang Jun kissed her fiercely and watched her run in.

Looking at her running into the community, Zhang Jun felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

The road home seemed very long, and it was not as good as two people walking alone, especially with her. Zhang Jun was very confused at this time. He tied his hair and tried his best to make himself more awake. He simply didn't think about it and didn't think about anything.

Everything in the home was different from the past. When he pushed open the door, he found that his parents were not sleeping yet.

When my mother saw him come back, she asked, "Why did you come back so late? Have you had dinner?"

"have eaten."

My father looked at Zhang Jun who entered the house with suspicion and asked, "Have you drunk?"

“No drink.”

"Come here, let's take a look." My father is usually very strict.

The father looked at Zhang Jun up and down, while the mother kept looking at him.

The mother suddenly asked, "Are you a partner?"

"Nothing." Zhang Jun answered in a panic, because he didn't want to make it public yet.

Looking at his expression, the two old men had already guessed the probabilities, but they just didn't want to make it clear.

Zhang Jun, who was lying on the bed, heard his parents' conversation.

I heard from my father: "This child is becoming less and less reassuring."

"What's wrong with me?" This is my mother's answer.

"I'm back so late."

"I feel that the child may be the partner."

"Yeah?"

Zhang Jun laughed secretly in his heart and said to himself: It’s not that I don’t want to say it, it’s not time.
Chapter completed!