Chapter 145

Compared with Ji Xinqing's embarrassment, Tang Jinyao took a lot of time, shook his head and smiled, and then joked, "Ji Xinqing, do you want to hear my voice when you come to me so late?"

Seeing that Ji Xinqing didn't speak, he opened his mouth again, "huh?"

The man's voice, in the silent night, has a strange temptation.

Facing the man's joke, Ji Xinqing squeezed her mobile phone uneasily, "I'm sorry, Mr. Tang, it's my wrong number."

"Oh? Wrong number?" Tang Jinyao asked with a smile.

In the dead of night, how can I call the wrong number?

And the wrong number on his cell phone?

However, Tang Jinyao did not expose Ji Xinqing's careful thinking.

He sat up from bed, glanced out of the dark window, and suddenly asked, "can't you sleep?"

Ji Xinqing's heart suddenly became nervous again.

She just dreamed of being with this man

In silence, Ji Xinqing didn't know how to answer.

"Ji Xinqing, as I said, as long as you want, I can help you solve this matter." Tang Jinyao's voice sounded slowly again.

Ji Xinqing was stunned and finally reacted.

Tang Jinyao misunderstood.

He thought he was infertile and couldn't sleep.

Seeing that Ji Xinqing didn't speak, Tang Jinyao slowly frowned, remembered that Ji Xinqing was unfamiliar with him, and asked unhappily, "are you so stubborn?"

When it comes to this topic, Ji Xinqing is not so nervous just now. She smiles back, "Mr. Tang, you helped me so much before. How can I bother you again, but you can rest assured that I will solve this matter."

The frown is getting tighter and tighter. Tang Jinyao really doesn't understand why Ji Xinqing is so stubborn.

Almost everyone in the imperial capital wants to climb the Tang family, but now Ji Xinqing clearly wants to draw a line with him.

Thinking of this, Tang Jinyao's eyes quickly flashed a trace of displeasure.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Tang. I've delayed you so long. Go to bed quickly. Goodbye, Mr. Tang."

Don't allow Tang Jinyao to speak, Ji Xinqing quickly hung up the phone.

Turn off the bedside light and Ji Xinqing lies in bed.

She tried to calm herself down, but the scene of lingering with Tang Jinyao in her dream always lingered in her mind.

It made her uneasy and couldn't sleep.

Close your eyes tightly and Ji Xinqing tries to think of other things to distract her attention.

But Ji Xinqing remembered the picture in the lecture hall today.

Such a picture seems to appear out of thin air, which is not connected with her memory at all.

However, how so realistic, as if it had happened in the real world

Thinking, Ji Xinqing couldn't resist sleepiness and fell asleep.

The next day, when Ji Xinqing woke up, the sun was shining outside the window.

After a simple wash, she took Meng Lanshan to the living room.

Zhang Wei had prepared breakfast and hurriedly called Ji Xinqing, "wake up and eat while it's hot."

Zhang Wei was dressed ceremoniously today. After Ji Xinqing sat down, he asked while eating, "Mom, what are you doing today?"

Ji Hong put down the newspaper. Before Zhang Wei could speak, he smiled, "Xinqing, do you really forget what's important recently?"

Ji Xinqing shook her head. She really didn't know.

"At least you grew up in DIDU University. How can you even forget the celebration of your alma mater?"

Ji Xinqing suddenly said, "Dad, if you don't say, I really forgot."

Ji Hong shook his head.

The family ate breakfast quickly.

After cleaning up the tableware, Zhang Wei went out with his bag. Seeing Ji Xinqing sitting on the sofa playing with her mobile phone, he walked over and pulled her up. "Tell me about you. It's not easy to go home. Why are you still bored at home? Go and go out with mom."

"Hey, mom, no, I'm out. What about xiaolanshan?"

"Don't worry. I'll ask my acquaintances to come and look after it later." Zhang Wei touched Meng Lanshan's head and said kindly, "Xiao Lanshan, you should take your mother's half day off?"

Meng Lanshan raised her head, looked at Zhang Wei and Ji Xinqing, but then lowered her head again.

"You see, Xiao Lanshan agreed. Let's go and go out with mom."

"Hey, no, look what you're wearing..."

Under Zhang Wei's supervision, Ji Xinqing was forced to change clothes and put on makeup. Finally, Zhang Wei took her out of the door with satisfaction.

Emperor's annual school celebration kicked off. Zhang Wei is the administrator of the lecture hall. Students always borrow her to rehearse in the lecture hall.

When Zhang Wei rushed over with Ji Xinqing, a group of students had blocked the door of the office.

Watching Zhang Wei so busy, Ji Xinqing consciously came to a small corner.

About an hour later, Zhang Wei received a call from the leader and told her to go there.

But Zhang Wei was still busy. She was worried when she suddenly saw Ji Xinqing reading quietly in a small corner.

"Xinqing, do mom a favor. Mom has something to do. If there are students coming to borrow the lecture hall later, just let them register."

"Hey, mom, where are you going?" Ji Xinqing was surprised.

Zhang Wei looked very anxious and left with his bag. "The leader talked to me. I don't know what it was for. Don't say it. Watch it for mom. Mom will be back soon."

Ji Xinqing nodded, "I know, mom."

Ji Xinqing sat helplessly in Zhang Wei's office chair.

But half an hour later, the office was tapped several times, and a female student pushed the door in.

Ji Xinqing doesn't know the extent to which the public opinion about her infertility has spread, so she can only lower her head as much as possible.

"Teacher, I'll borrow --" the female student stopped talking when she saw Ji Xinqing. She stared at Ji Xinqing tightly.

Thinking that she has been recognized, Ji Xin can guess how resourceful a woman those reporters described her. Her heart is tight. She just wants to find an excuse to leave.

But the excuse did not expect, the female student suddenly exclaimed, "sister Ji Xue! How is it you!"

Ji Xinqing was stunned, looked up and looked at the excited female student, a little confused.

Ji... Sister Xue?

The excited bodies of the female students trembled. Seeing the doubts in Ji Xinqing's eyes, they quickly stood up straight and bowed deeply, "Hello, sister Ji Xue, I'm Yao Xiaomeng, a 2015 Chinese department student."

When the sound falls, Ji Xinqing breathes a sigh of relief. It turns out that she is her own schoolsister.

She opened a form. "Come and borrow the lecture hall, don't you? Come and register."

But when Yao Xiaomeng saw Ji Xinqing, he obviously forgot his business, stood there and continued to speak, "sister Ji Xuejie, you don't know how much I admire you. I took you as the goal when I was admitted to Imperial University!"

Ji Xinqing smiled lightly.

Every year, DIDU University selects ten outstanding figures from former graduates.

And she, after graduation, "she has something to do when she goes out, I'll take over the class. Well, don't linger, come and register." Ji Xinqing gently reminded.

"Ah, I know, sister Ji Xuejie." Yao Xiaomeng took the pen from Ji Xinqing.

Zhang Wei came back as soon as he registered.

"Mom, why so fast?"

Zhang Wei smiled. "The leader said nothing. Let me go again tomorrow."

Seeing Yao Xiaomeng, she smiled again, "Xiaomeng, are you here too?"

Ji Xinqing gave Zhang Wei a seat, and Yao Xiaomeng immediately came up to her, "teacher Zhang, can you lend sister Ji Xuejie to me for a while?"

Zhang Wei puffed out a sneer, then waved his hand, "go, go."

Yao Xiaomeng's character and appearance are very pleasant. Ji Xinqing also allows her to drag herself outside. They sit down on the bench.

It can be seen that she really worships herself. Ji Xinqing seriously answered Yao Xiaomeng's questions.

While chatting, Yao Xiaomeng sighed and suddenly stared at Ji Xinqing with envious eyes, "sister Ji Xuejie, do you know why I worship you?"

Ji Xinqing smiled and shook her head, "I also want to know."

"Because of the big speech in 2010!"

10 years?

Ji Xinqing counted the time and soon remembered himself as a junior at that time.

However, she frowned, "what big speech?"

"Isn't it, sister Ji, you forgot?!" Yao Xiaomeng stared and was surprised. "Sister Ji, that big speech made a sensation in the whole school!"

Forget?

Ji Xinqing's eyebrows are getting tighter and tighter. She's not a forgetful person, but why doesn't she have any impression of such an important thing?

10 years of speech, when she was just a Junior

Ji Xinqing combed her memory slowly, but suddenly, she opened her eyes wide.