buzz buzzâŠÂ Accompanying the vibrations, Shang Jinâs cell phone started playing music again.
Ye Zhou, who was about to go out, retreated into the bathroom again.
The cell phone rang for nearly a minute, quieted, and then sounded again.
Ye Zhou opened the bathroom door and saw Shang Jin sitting in front of the computer, letting the phone incessantly ring to the side.
In this kind of situation where the other party was obviously in a bad mood, Ye Zhou didnât actively look for grief, but instead, sat down at his desk as gently as possible, trying to reduce his sense of presence.
He thought like this, but the mobile phone kept persistently ringing and it was difficult for Ye Zhou to ignore.
âThatâŠâ
Ye Zhou just opened his mouth when Shang Jin picked up the phone, scaring him into silence.
âWhat the hell do you want? Iâm taking the midterm exams in another week.â
Although Ye Zhouâs eyes were staring at his textbook, but his ears pricked up.
âEvery minute and every second before the exam is precious.â
Why did these words sound so familiarâŠ
âI need to prepare for the exam. The results of the midterm exams are also included in the final evaluation.â
Ye Zhou couldnât help but turn his head. There wouldnât be a fake Shang Jin sitting behind him, right?
âWhat the hell canât you say over the phoneâŠtsk, just an hour.â Shang Jin hung up and saw Ye Zhou looking at him like an alien. He couldnât help but frown. âWhat are you looking at?â
âNothing! Nothing at all!â Ye Zhou picked up a book from the table and pretended to read it. After two minutes, he raised his head and said, âYou stole my sayings.â
âI say, how were those words just now so familiar, coming out so smoothly.â
Ye Zhou originally also saw that Shang Jin was feeling bad and deliberately teased him. He sat in the chair and directly turned opposite to Shang Jin. âAre you going out?â
Shang Jin responded with a sound and began to rummage through his cabinet, table, and even his bed.
âWhat are you looking for?â
Shang Jin turned over a book and tossed it aside. âBank card.â
Bank card, this kind of thing could also be casually left around???
âIsnât this kind of thing in your bag?â
Shang Jin heard that and he took his bag and poured everything on the table, some small things rolling directly to the ground.
Flipping through everything but still not finding it, even someone as calm as Shang Jin also began to fret. He tsked, took a deep breath and didnât continue to search, but began to put on his jacket.
Ye Zhou finally found a gap in time to speak. âI have cash here. If youâre in a hurry, just use it first?â
Shang Jin also wasnât polite. âIs there two thousand? Iâll transfer it to you by cell phone.â
âYes.â Just a few days ago, the school sent out the scholarships. Although it wasnât a first-class scholarship, but it was still a few thousands. Ye Zhou hadnât moved it after receiving the money. He counted out two thousand from his wallet and handed it to Shang Jin.â
Shang Jin still didnât seem very happy. He suppressed his emotions and said, âThanks, Iâll transfer it to you later.â
âNo rush.â
Before leaving, Shang Jin picked up the strawberry candy bag on the bookshelf but found out that it was empty once he picked it up. He tossed the candy bag back on the bookshelf.
After Shang Jin left, Ye Zhou moved before Shang Jinâs desk and reached for the empty candy bag. He took a picture and sent it to Wen Renxu.
âAh Xu, when you come back, help me bring something. Look at WeChat.â
Hanging up the phone, Ye Zhou cleaned up the table and wondered if Shang Jin would be okayâŠ
On this side, Shang Jin wasnât as exaggerated as what Ye Zhou thought.
Itâs true that he was in a bad mood, but his behavior has always been that of a relatively restrained person. Shang Jin wouldnât take out his anger on others because of his own emotions.
He looked at the address the other party had sent and originally intended to hail a taxi outside. His thought took a turn: since that person was willing to wait, then let her wait.
Shang Jin spent ten minutes walking to the bus stop, waited five minutes for the bus, and unhurriedly headed towards his destination.
When he arrived at the hotel, forty minutes had already past since he went out.
Getting off the bus, the place where he entered was a luxuriously decorated hotel. Shang Jin gracelessly rolled his eyes. Fortunately, heâd brought a lot of cash.
âJust two people eating still needs a private room?â Following the waiter to the destination, Shang Jin impatiently said once he entered the private room.
âWhat? Your family is allowed to go to the Grand Hotel every time to eat a luxurious meal, and I donât have the qualifications to come in?â There was a woman in her forties sitting in the private room, her tightly creased brows adding a touch of harshness to her good looks. âJin Jin, donât you forget: Iâm your mother.â
Shang Jin sneered, âDonât call me that. I feel sick hearing it.â
Liang Jingmin put down her teacup and finally loosened her brows. She kindly looked at Shang Jin and said, âFine. Shang Jin, okay? Letâs order food first. Itâs already half past twelve. Letâs eat first.â
Saying to order food first, Liang Jingmin didnât ask what Shang Jin wanted to eat. Instead, she directly ordered five or six dishes from the menu. Only, this wasnât enough, and she also ordered dessert afterwards.
Shang Jin watched as she kept flipping through the menu. With an expression of not being able to fully express himself, he uttered, âTwo people eating three dishes is enough. Ordering so much, can you finish it all?â
âDoesnât your family have a full table of dishes every time they eat? Iâm just ordering a few? Besides, why ever are you saving for? Who knows which vixen would be given this money in the end?â
In front of outsiders, Shang Jin didnât want to say more to her and simply looked at his phone. Not seeing with his eyes, his heart wonât be vexed.
After the waiter left, Liang Jingmin impatiently asked, âIs your stepmother pregnant again?â
Shang Jin raised his eyes and smiled without smiling. âYou called me out to ask this kind of trifling thing?â
âHow can this be a trivial matter! Iâve said earlier that the woman isnât simple. How old is her daughter? Now sheâs pregnant again. I think this is to give birth to a son and snatch the family property from you!â Liang Jingmin excitedly said, seeming like it was her own money that was about to be seized by the other side. âThis Shang Qingping has been enthralled by that woman. He obviously has you, still wants to have what son!â
âWeâre not a wealthy family. How would it come to family property? Whoever heâs inclined to give the money to, heâd give it to them. AndâŠâ Shang Jin said, âThe normal feelings between you and dad have already fallen apart and youâve divorced. Auntie only became acquainted with dad ten years after your divorce. Donât say it every time like the married woman is the same as someone who broke up the relationship.â
âWhat aunt? The difference in age between you and her isnât as big as the difference in age between her and your dad. Also, I donât know what method she used to make you support her. Youâre my son!â
Shang Jin mocked, âThe son you cared to birth but didnât care to raise?â
âIâm not talking to you about this. What Iâm saying right now is for your own good. Youâre a student now. You have your dad to provide for your food and clothing expenses, so you think money isnât important. When youâre out in society, whatâs the use of your grades being good? Without money, thereâs no discussion!â
Shang Jin glanced at his phone and said, âAn hour has passed. Iâm leaving.â
âEh, wait waitâŠâ
âWhat else?â
âThe money for this mealâŠâ
Shang Jin didnât speak and just looked at her quietly.
âEven if your dadâs money isnât spent, we also donât know whoâd it be given to. Besides, if I didnât divorce him, now thisâŠâ
Shang Jin put a thousand on the table and interrupted her. âYou now have a husband and a family. Donât say something you shouldnât say.â