The teacher's wife's tone was filled with complaints and helplessness.

"It's better for a girl, you're considerate. My son, don't come back. I can't see him a few times a year." The teacher's wife snorted coldly, "I've had a girlfriend this time, but I don't know what it looks like. If I have a tough personality, I don't want it."

Mu Xiaoyi paused slightly, she lowered her head and silently stomped the white rice in the bowl.

There was a bit of trance in my eyes.

Ning An smiled: "No, Master's wife, don't worry. Ah Heng is just busy with work, don't worry too much."

"If my daughter-in-law is like you and Jiaqi in the future, she will never find someone who can talk back. If you have a bad temper, I will ask him to show me the photos, but he will not agree." The teacher's wife was helpless.

"Master's wife, this kind of thing happens naturally and cannot be rushed." Ning An said.

Ye Jiaqi was having a meal, and she glanced at Mu Xiaoyi with her own eyes.

The little girl looked at the bowl absent-mindedly and didn't say anything.

She saw a lot of loss in Mu Xiaoyi's eyes.

Ye Jiaqi quickly changed the topic: "My teacher's wife, I heard that there are several lectures at Beijing University this week. Can I go and listen to them?"

"Yes, it's public." said the teacher's wife.

"I also made an appointment with my colleague to play basketball." Ye Jiaqi smiled.

"Sister Jiaqi, do you still play basketball?" Mu Xiaoyi blinked her bright big eyes and looked at her.

"Will a little bit..."

"I can do it too. Come to our high school to play, I will accompany you." Mu Xiaoyi said happily, "I can also play rugby and volleyball."

"Okay, I'll go find you if you have the chance."

The rain outside is still falling, the spring rain is drizzling and long, and the fragrance of soil and the breath of grass are floating in the air.

It's damp and clean everywhere.

At the weekend's small party, Ye Jiaqi and Ning An did not stay for too long.

At around 8 o'clock, Ning An drove away with Ye Jiaqi.

The rain hit the car window, Ye Jiaqi listened to the song and hummed in a low voice—

"I have been following the footprints of your mood/I have to understand you by everyone/Be prepared to be the clouds that polish your sky/You are waiting for the end to have raindrops in my smile..."

The traces of rain washed the car glass, and the water flowed wildly.

The street lights on the road outside are bright and bright.

Under the halo, the rain and fog rose into hazy white smoke.

Ye Jiaqi sat in the passenger seat and turned his head to look out the window.

This drizzle is so beautiful.

Spring is here and everything is revived.

The long winter in the capital finally left, and the little rabbit in her heart began to cheer.

However, when I think of the little guy who would pester her neck and call her "Qiqi", my heart still trembled for no reason.

The little guy's silly voice is getting farther and farther away.

Whenever she thinks about it again, it feels like a dream.

Ning An noticed that the ring on Ye Jiaqi's hand was gone.

She is not a gossip, but she thought that if something such an important ring is gone, there must be a reason.

For example, when she got married, Song Shaoyan wore a ring on her ring finger according to the ceremony.

On the third day after marriage, before the ring was warmed up on his fingers, he asked her to take off the ring on the grounds of a secret marriage.

Isn’t Ning’an so rare? I pick it when I pick it.

The wedding ring is still lying on her dressing table, no one cares about it.

"Jiaqi, when you go to the United States, forget all the unhappy things and start over." Ning An said.
Chapter completed!