CHAPTER 765: CHAPTER 594: HUG

Nanjiang Bay District.

Jiang Nian rode his electric scooter, zooming to the community entrance. Originally, he thought to park outside, but Zhang Ningzhi let him in.

In the underground garage, the security let him through.

"Huh?"

The shabby electric scooter just went right in. He found the number six entrance and parked in a random corner.

With a buzz, his phone vibrated.

Zhang Ningzhi: "Sixth floor, don’t forget."

"Oh, oh."

Jiang Nian was still curious, wondering if the door would open once he got upstairs. When he went up, he realized he was overthinking it.

Two elevators for every two apartment units, and Zhang Ningzhi was standing at the elevator door.

"Hello, hello."

"Um." Jiang Nian looked around, eyeing the massive shoe cabinet at the entrance, "Do you have any disposable slippers?"

"I have new cotton slippers." Zhang Ningzhi pursed her lips, "Actually, if you’re feeling cold, you don’t have to change shoes."

"Uh, better to change." Jiang Nian didn’t want to trouble anyone, and he glanced at his phone while changing shoes.

The class monitor replied with a groggy photo.

However, the subject was Li Lanying.

An old woman still sleeping at noon, obviously exhausted. Yet, facing the camera, she made a V sign.

We can only say, the older one gets, the more they act cute.

For example... certain Qian.

Before entering, he casually asked.

"Just woke up?"

Li Qingrong: "Yes."

"Had breakfast yet?"

"Waiting for lunch."

Seeing this, Jiang Nian was speechless. The class monitor originally liked to sleep in, and now with Li Lanying around, even more so.

The two sisters, simply spiraling away time.

Midday sunrise.

Forget it, forget it, let’s eat first.

Zhang Ningzhi’s home was quite large; the living room was big enough to play badminton, and the open balcony faced the South River.

Green plants, wooden floors.

The balcony even had a sun umbrella, with a swing beneath it and a set of leisure table and chairs for four.

"Wealthy people, huh." He couldn’t help but sigh.

"Don’t say that." Zhang Ningzhi blushed slightly, "Come, come, wash your hands and get ready to eat."

"I don’t know how to wash hands." Jiang Nian joked with a grin.

Yao Beibei sat up from the sofa, revealing her head, and said ominously, "Then you can wash your feet."

"I’d get caught."

Yao Beibei: "???"

No, what kind of feet are you washing?

"Stop it, let’s wash our hands and eat." Zhang Ningzhi pulled them one in each hand to the sink.

Jiang Nian washed casually, then turned to see Yao Beibei washing meticulously.

"You’re quite clean."

"Of course." Yao Beibei scrubbed carefully, suddenly feeling something was off, "Hey, where are your eyes looking?"

"Oh, nothing." Jiang Nian averted his gaze from her middle finger, "Your boyfriend’s quite tall."

"Get lost!!"

Zhang Ningzhi looked bewildered, not quite understanding. But she’s no fool, she could guess it was a dirty topic.

Oh well, cover the ears.

The meal was quite enjoyable, for both guest and host. Whatever the case, Jiang Nian definitely ate to his heart’s content.

After the meal, Yao Beibei and Jiang Nian lay on the sofa, sprawled like two lazy fish.

Zhang Ningzhi brought over some fruit and sat between them watching TV.

"What do you guys want to watch?"

"Candle in the Tomb." Yao Beibei said.

"Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf, I’m craving a super lollipop." Jiang Nian suggested lazily from the sofa.

Yao Beibei: "Childish."

"Haha, mind your own business." Jiang Nian stretched his hand, "Let’s play rock-paper-scissors, winner chooses."

Yao Beibei thought it was quite fair.

"Best of three."

Half a minute later, Jiang Nian was laughing uncontrollably on the sofa.

"Alright, let’s watch Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf."

....

Two in the afternoon.

Jiang Nian rode back to the school, checked out the large conference room in the administration building, and found some people missing.

Half an hour later, another group arrived.

Dong Que brought her younger sister, and upon entering, quickly glanced at Jiang Nian’s position and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Where’s Li Hua?"

"Went online, said feeling unwell." Jiang Nian said casually, "Needs some secondhand smoke adjustment."

"Huh?" She listened in confusion.

But after half a semester of interaction, those who got to know Jiang Nian were almost used to his nonsense.

Cai Xiaoqing, who was writing questions, suddenly looked up.

"Class monitor is here."

"Where?"

"At the door."

Upon hearing this, a few people present instinctively turned to the conference room door, and two seconds later they saw the familiar figure.

Li Qingrong wore a long gray coat, wrapped in a green checkered scarf, carrying a black handbag.

With a blank face, she stood at the door like she was looking for something, causing quite a few in the study room to turn back frequently to see.

Jiang Nian stood up, waved his hand, and silently mouthed.

"This way."

Li Qingrong’s eyes focused, and she walked toward him. Uncontrollably, a faint smile appeared on her face.

"Hmm."

One smile and the beauty fades, eclipsing a hundred flowers.

Of course, there weren’t any flowers in the study room. Even concrete was scarce; it was too hardcore to be studying on the sixth of January.

"Class monitor." Dong Que greeted, feeling a bit awkward.

Now that the class monitor was here, it seemed like there was nothing for him to do. The book bag, which looked like a shopping bag, seemed to be LV.

It didn’t look like it was particularly matched, just brought along casually.

Jiang Nian didn’t really understand these things, but he caught himself staring at the class monitor’s hand holding a book next to him, feeling a bit uneasy.

"Your skin is so white, have you not been outdoors these past few days?"

"Yeah." Li Qingrong nodded, turned to glance at him, and thought of a decent excuse. "I’ve been resting."

In translation, it means sleeping in.

Jiang Nian: "..."

Throughout the afternoon, quite a few people arrived one after another. Most were from other classes, and then Nie Qiqi showed up after five.

The study room was generally open during the day and only open until eight-thirty in the evening.

Jiang Nian thought about it for a while, then decided to give up. He had promised to cook dinner for Xu Qianqian, so he didn’t want to break his promise.

So, he simply found an excuse to slip away.

"I have something at home, so I’m leaving first."

He didn’t expect Li Qingrong to also leave with him.

"I need to go home for dinner."

Cai Xiaoqing needed to stay and work on problems. Dong Que was going to take his sister home and planned to take her shopping at the supermarket in the evening.

The remaining person with a hypocritical smile wasn’t important anymore.

"Huh?" Nie Qiqi glanced at the departing class monitor, then at Cai Xiaoqing, "I just got here."

Cai Xiaoqing glanced at her impatiently.

"Shut up, don’t disturb me while I’m solving problems."

"You’re so mean."

"Shut up, or I’ll throw you in the trash can."

"Waa waa waa." Nie Qiqi squirmed for a while. Seeing no one paid her any mind, her eyes lost their sparkle, and she sighed.

"Why is it... that my arrival isn’t met with spring?"

....

On the other side.

Jiang Nian was riding a bike, with Li Qingrong sitting on the back seat.

He was on the way to the Jing Mansion, and while waiting at a red light in traffic, he accidentally glanced at the class monitor’s handbag.

"Why does your bag... look kind of familiar?"

"I just grabbed it off the couch before I left." Li Qingrong said, "It’s probably hers, why?"

"It’s a big brand, right?"

"No."

"Oh, okay." With the light turning green, Jiang Nian lost interest in the bag. "By the way, are you going to the study room tomorrow?"

Li Qingrong didn’t answer directly but asked instead.

"What time?"

Jiang Nian thought for a moment, "I usually get up early. But for you, class monitor, come after you wake up."

Upon hearing this, Li Qingrong lowered her eyes and looked at his back.

"Are you saying I get up late?"

"I didn’t say you..." Jiang Nian was about to say something when a white Chevrolet sped through the intersection ahead without slowing down.

"Damn it!"

He instinctively squeezed the brake, causing Li Qingrong on the back seat to lean forward and tightly hold his waist.

Luckily, they stopped in time, leaving some distance from the car.

The Chevrolet driver stuck his head out, glanced at Jiang Nian, and drove off cursing upon seeing it was a student on a bike.

"Students shouldn’t be biking, it’s really...."

Jiang Nian opened his mouth, reluctant to curse in front of the class monitor.

"No manners at all."

"Yeah." Li Qingrong leaned against his back, her hands still tightly wrapped around his waist.

"Uh....." Jiang Nian looked down at the hands around his stomach, "Qingqing, it’s okay now."

Li Qingrong said: "There might be cars ahead."

That was a bit of a stretch.

Jiang Nian wanted to say something, but they had reached Jingfu District. So he let it go, maybe she was really scared.

Five minutes later, he dropped the class monitor off at the entrance of the Jingfu District.

"Bye, go on up."

"Okay." Li Qingrong waved at him and then turned and walked towards the east gate of Jingfu District.

Jiang Nian stood there for a while and touched his waist.

It seemed to still carry warmth.

"This..."

As night fell.

Jiang Nian rummaged through his home fridge, took out some fresh ingredients, and carried them to Xu Qianqian’s house next door to cook.

While he said he’d make rice cakes, it wasn’t just going to be rice cakes.

This was Xu Qianqian’s taste, plus there was Xiao Song. Also, relying on just one ingredient isn’t balanced nutrition.

"You’re here?" Xu Qianqian opened the door for him.

Xiao Song took the ingredients from him, inquired a bit, and then, as instructed, took them to the kitchen to wash.

The sound of running water soon filled the kitchen.

"Xu Qianqian, you have such a thick skin!" Jiang Nian reached out, pinched both sides of her face, and started kneading.

"Ugh ugh ugh!!" Xu Qianqian struggled, pushing him away, "What’s wrong with you, your fingers almost went in my mouth."

Jiang Nian said, "Then don’t eat what I cook."

"No way, I mean..." She rolled her eyes, "You’re just too charming."

"Sorry, I must have been blind and didn’t catch your dazzling appearance."

Hearing this, Jiang Nian couldn’t help but smile. Whenever it involved rice cakes, Xu Qianqian had no backbone.

"Are these really that tasty?"

She mumbled, "Back home, there weren’t many of these. Grandpa and grandma didn’t like them, and my mom only made them a few times."

Jiang Nian had learned to cook rice cakes from his aunt. Whoever made them wasn’t much different, just a difference in taste.

"Got it."

In the kitchen, Jiang Nian took charge of cooking. Xiao Song occasionally lent a hand or silently cleaned the kitchen waste.

Xu Qianqian wandered around, washing some grapes.

Like an emperor inspecting her territory, she occasionally fed Xiao Song a grape, and when in high spirits, fed one to Jiang Nian too.

After the food was ready, the three of them still gathered around the table to eat.

"Stop staring, let’s eat."

"Oh, thank you, Chef Jiang."