I Just Want To Be a Salted Fish Quietly

Chapter 92

Lin Xian does not intend to interfere with Yan Xiaoman’s choice.

She is a proud person and will not give up her efforts and her ideals just because Lin Xian is rich.

Zhuang Tong is enough for the vase!

Speaking of Zhuang Tong, Lin Xian finds it interesting.

If Lin Xian’s ideal is to be quiet as a goddess.

Zhuang Tong’s ideal is to be a quiet junior. No noise or noisy, no fight or grab, enjoy life leisurely.

In essence, Lin Xian and Zhuang Tong are the same kind of people.

After the decision, he typed and said: My dear, rest assured, I fully support you.

Yan Xiaoman: Lin Xian, you are so kind! Don’t say anything, I’m going to listen to the class seriously.

Lin Xian: Okay, come on! Strive for a championship!

Although FD University’s management of students is lax, but the style of study is very rigorous.

It is difficult to study in this environment without working hard. This is the biggest gap between prestigious universities and ordinary universities.

Putting down the phone, Lin Xian realized that Ling Youyu had been staring at him.

He couldn’t help asking softly: “What’s the matter?”

Ling Youyu just wanted to speak, and then he thought of stuttering, so he picked up the pen and wrote: Are you chatting with your girlfriend?

Lin Xian nodded and smiled: “Well, she is going to participate in the national debate contest.”

Ling Youyu wrote enviously: Then she must be very good!

“You are so cute too!”

Lin Xian smiled slightly and squeezed her cheek.

“Well!”

Ling Youyu let out a whisper, and her pretty face instantly turned red, and her little hand holding the pen began to have nowhere to rest.

Upon seeing this, Lin Xian couldn’t help but be surprised.

This little girl is so sensitive that she pinches her face like this. If it is kissing, I don’t know if she will pass out directly.

Thinking of this, Lin Xian quickly let go, not daring to tease her at will.

When he was idle and bored, he simply turned on his phone and checked the basic teaching of painting.

Shangri-La Hotel.

After Lin Xian left, Zhuang Tong made up for another sleep, and did not get up until ten o’clock in bed.

After washing up, when he came to the hotel lobby, the butler Alan immediately greeted him with a respectful smile and said: “Miss Zhuang, the special car is ready, and the driver will pay for your itinerary today.”

Private car?

Zhuang Tong was taken aback for a moment, then smiled: “Thank you!”

“Where, it is my honor to serve you. I wish you a happy trip!” Allen said modestly.

There is a full-time housekeeper in the hotel, and there is a special car pick-up and drop-off when going out.

Isn’t this kind of life exactly what you are pursuing?

For a time, Zhuang Tong couldn’t help but evoke a smile.

Well, it’s nice to be a mistress!

Sitting in the Bentley, Zhuang Tong said to the driver: “Send me back to Jinyi!”

“OK!”

The driver nodded and drove the Bentley towards Jinyi.

Taking out her mobile phone, she first transferred 200,000 yuan to her parents’ card, and then made another call.

It’s not okay if you don’t make a phone call. Her parents are typical small farmers. Suddenly receiving so much money may think it is fraudulent information.

After the phone was connected, Zhuang Tong said: “Dad, I just transferred 200,000 yuan to you, look at it. In the afternoon, remember to take my mom for dialysis. Don’t save money.”

“You…Where did you get so much money?” Father Zhuang’s tone was not joyful, but rather worried.

Zhuang Tong used to send money back every month, but it was only a few thousand yuan, but now he suddenly sent 200,000 yuan, and he couldn’t help but think about it.

“Boyfriend gave it!” Zhuang Tong replied.

“Boyfriend? What boyfriend would give you so much money at once?” Although Father Zhuang didn’t know much, he was not stupid.

“It’s the kind of boyfriend who won’t get married all his life.” Zhuang Tong didn’t conceal the slightest, and was outspoken.

“Isn’t that a junior?”

Father Zhuang’s tone was a bit agitated, and he was short of breath: “Xiaotong, how can you be a kid?”

“What’s wrong with being a mistress, otherwise, what should I do about my mother’s illness?” Zhuang Tong’s words left Zhuang’s father in a daze.

After a long time, Father Zhuang sighed, and said bitterly: “Hey, it’s suffering you.”

This sigh exhausted a man’s helplessness.

Inability to treat a seriously ill wife, and inability to give his daughter a happy living environment, this may be the greatest sorrow of a man.

Zhuang’s father did not accuse Zhuang Tong, nor was he qualified to accuse him.

After all, since three years ago, Zhuang Tong has paid for his own tuition, living expenses, and money for his mother’s treatment, and never let them worry about it.

For a child, she is the ultimate.

I can only blame myself for not being able to take care of his wife and daughter.

“What’s the pain? Don’t mention how happy I am now.”

This is what she said in her heart, she is really happy now.

For a male god like Lin Xian to be a junior, apart from not being able to get married, he has everything he should have, and there is nothing missing.

Father Zhuang thought she was comforting herself, and said helplessly: “How old is the other party? Is it good to you?”

“Eighteen! Still in freshman year!”

“eighteen?”

Father Zhuang thought he had misheard, raising the volume and saying, “How loud?”

“Eighteen! Don’t worry, he is very good to me!” Zhuang Tong explained.

For a while, Father Zhuang was lost in thought.

In his cognition, shouldn’t Xiao San be a middle-aged and elderly person in his 40s or 50s?

Why are you looking for a junior at the age of eighteen now?

Are you out of touch with society?

“Xiaotong, you are not lying to me!” Father Zhuang doubted.

Zhuang Tong curled his lips and said, “Why do you lie to you? If you have the opportunity, you can take him to see you.”

This time, Father Zhuang was really trapped.

If Zhuang Tong was taken up by a middle-aged person in his 40s or 50s, he would definitely feel very uncomfortable in his heart.

But replaced by an eighteen-year-old…

This…Is it sure to be nurturing, not in a relationship?

“The other party is so young, it is still possible for you to get married. After all, it is not good to be a junior. Hearing your father’s advice, get married if you can get married.” Father Zhuang’s mind suddenly became active and he persuaded with all his heart.

“I have a girlfriend, and I don’t want to get married.”

After all, she was her own daughter. Father Zhuang knew her character very well, and he stopped persuading her when she insisted.

Anyway, they are still young, maybe they will change their minds in the future?

After hanging up the phone, Zhuang Tong breathed a sigh of relief. With this money, the family won’t have to worry about the cost of dialysis in the next year.

And I don’t need to work hard to make money, I can enjoy life to the fullest.

At this moment, Zhuang Tong feels that life is so beautiful.

The driver heard the conversation between the father and daughter clearly, but to his surprise, he did not seem to dislike Zhuang Tong’s behavior as a junior, and even sympathized with him.

Bentley parked in front of the Golden Art School. After Zhuang Tong got out of the car, he smiled at the driver and said, “Master driver, please go back.”

The uncle driver hesitated for a moment, and finally said: “Little girl, say something I shouldn’t say, don’t blame your father, it’s not easy for men!”

Zhuang Tong was taken aback for a moment, and then showed a bright smile.

“thanks!”