Chapter 962: Diary of Jiang Qingchi's Doting Wife (1)

Mu Yanzhu felt that he had come to the classroom early enough.
The contemporary popular culture class is an elective course, but she still came twenty minutes early.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Qingchi came earlier.
In terms of position, he seems to have never lost.
Jiang Qingchi stared at the door of the classroom from 8 o'clock, waited ten minutes until Mu Yanzhu, and hooked her finger at her.
Ugh……
Fate is doomed.
Mu Yanzhu stiffened his scalp and walked over.
"Why didn't you reply to me last night?"
A club hit her forehead, and Mu Yanzhu squatted her mouth, took out the textbook from her schoolbag and threw it on the table.
Also, didn't you see that her dark circles were heavy? She was up almost all night.
"Did you come early?"
"What do you mean?"
"Oh……"
Then Mu Yanzhu stopped talking.
The teacher is here, the teacher is a bald, but very interesting.
Compared with the bald teacher, Jiang Qingchi's hair is thick and soft, and he does not have a very high hairline. The curvature of his profile is perfect without casting. As long as he draws in his long eyelashes, it is enough to set off a tsunami in the hearts of countless girls.
Last night, a roommate broke up with her boyfriend, all sorts of slander the man, making Mu Yanzhu even unable to sleep.
Will she and Jiang Qingchi become like this one day?
Will one day, she will sneer at him, "How come I was blind before, and I fell in love with you as a silly boy?"
Thinking of this possibility, Mu Yanzhu was stuck with a fishbone in his heart, unable to swallow.
Jiang Qingchi noticed her gaze, turned his head, the tail of his eyes raised.
"What are you doing?"
"What are you doing?"
"Why do you see me?"
"No... you look handsome."
"Can your boyfriend be handsome?"
Again.
Mu Yanzhu sighed in his heart, "Are we really dating?"
"Two days, you haven't accepted this fact?"
"Then do you really like me?"
"If you confess, it is enough to say it once, not a second time."
Jiang Qingchi propped her cheekbones with one hand and said proudly.
Mu Yanzhu stared at his face for a moment.
This face is really not enough to see, the first eye is stunning, the second is stunning, every look is extremely stunning, and I don't know who made him look so beautiful.
"Then you said, will we break up in the future?"
"Just when you are here, you will talk about breaking up? Are you still a human?"
"I just ask casually..."
"..."
Jiang Qingchi pursed his lips, paused for a while with his long fingers holding the black pen, and then his voice sank, "I never thought about it."
Mu Yanzhu smiled bitterly, "I never thought about it either."
But he was suddenly anxious, slapped the table and stood up, "I said, I never thought about breaking up with you, it's not that I didn't want to live with you!"
The teacher on the podium nodded: "This classmate, the whole class knows that you want to live with her."
"Hahaha—"
The roar of laughter.
The boys are gloating one by one, while the girls are smashed by the deer. Who is this handsome guy? He is so handsome when he shouts, and the girls he likes are too happy.
With a big red face, Mu Yanzhu scalp drag Jiang Qingchi down.
Jiang Qingchi was embarrassed himself, and said sorry to the teacher, then sat down, pretending to hold up the textbook and put it in front.
"You took it upside down..."
Mu Yanzhu suffocated a smile and turned his textbook over.
Two sharp cold lights came over, "Who killed me?"
"Got it, I was wrong."
So she and Jiang Qingchi are really dating.
Mu Yanzhu took a deep breath.
They come, the security.
As Jiang Qingchi said, how many days do you have to accept this fact before you can adapt?
I turned on the phone, delayed the WeChat message for one night, and finally sent it out.
"Name: Mu Yanzhu."
"Hobby: Jiang He."
"Boyfriend, please advise me a lot in the future."
"..."
Someone next to him was playing with his mobile phone. After seeing the news, his thin lips slowly formed an arc.
The charming to death arc is better than the ten meters of sunlight outside the window.

get out of class has ended.
Mu Yanzhu knew that no one would be in the next class in this classroom, so she didn't want to go to the study room, and wanted to write in this empty classroom.
Sitting in the last row with the computer on his back, Jiang Qingchi didn't leave, he sat two rows in front of Mu Yanzhu.
"You have no class?" Mu Yanzhu asked.
Except for the two of them, the classroom was empty. Jiang Qingchi gave a hum and looked back at her:
"Write it, and go to dinner together after you finish writing."
"it is good."
Then she sits in the back, he sits in the front to play games, or sleeps on his stomach.
As long as Mu Yanzhu raised his head, he could see Jiang Qingchi's broad back.
Particularly at ease.
At this moment, she really accepted Jiang Qingchi as her "boyfriend".
Because this may be the meaning of a couple.
Silent company is better than any kind of guardianship.
He won't disturb her work, but let her know that I am here and always here.
So long after, Mu Yanzhu would still miss this time.
I miss every day when I look at Jiang Qingchi's back.
That is the gate that penetrates the years, the happiness that has been fixed in the best years, and the stability in this world, but so.
But soon, it became unstable.
Roommate Fang Yiyi began to bomb her with news:
"Mu Yanzhu, let me tell you that Feng Ruting was disgusting to me today. She told Sun Lulu what was going on with a senior who was enrolled in the postgraduate entrance examination. I asked her what was wrong with the senior. She said it was okay and told me that I didn’t understand. !"
"..." Mu Yanzhu ignored her.
She felt that she and Fang Yiyi were not friends.
Fang Yiyi issued:
"She just looked down on me and saw that I didn't study well, she mocked me. It was the same before. I asked her to tell me a question, and she said that you can't do it anyway. It's better to do basic questions. enough!"
Mu Yanzhu: "You have thought about it."
Fang Yiyi disagrees: "I feel that everyone in our dormitory looks down on me except you. That time I went to class with Sun Lulu and she sat in another dormitory instead of me."
Fang Yiyi complains every time.
It's nothing more than being neglected. I always feel that everyone should treat her well and follow her like their parents. But why?
Does anyone have to talk to you? Do you have to pay attention to your emotions all the time?
If it were in normal times, Mu Yanzhu could barely perfuse her.
But now she hasn't finished her work yet, Jiang Qingchi is still sitting in front and waiting for her.
Mu Yanzhu felt that this kind of day should be over. Before, her best friend Li Wenna told her to be careful of Fang Yiyi, so people who always talk bad about others would look miserable and not suitable for deep friendship.
"Then you try to make yourself better and make others value you. If you don't want to change yourself, then don't complain to them, keep a good attitude, live your own life, and walk your own way."
"If you blame someone, what do you get? Others should eat and drink, and only you are angry. If you are stubborn, your heart will become narrow. If this is not good, you will become more and more gloomy."
"Yes, I let you comfort me, but didn't let you preach me!"
After Fang Yiyi said this, he never replied to Mu Yanzhu.
Mu Yanzhu sighed, that's fine, no one will bother her anymore.
Hearing her sigh, Jiang Qingchi turned his head and asked her what happened.
Mu Yanzhu didn't want him to worry about trivial things.
Jiang Qingchi walked over from the front row and sat next to her, "Talk about it, I want to hear it."
Then Mu Yanzhu briefly mentioned to him.
Jiang Qingchi nodded, "You are right. People are like this. If you make your own claim, you will say that you don't think about it from her standpoint. You care too much about the feelings of others, and you ignore yourself, so it's hard for people to do it."
A touch of surprise flashed through Mu Yanzhu's eyes.
"I didn't expect you to say such a thing. I want to call you Teacher Jiang."
The corner of Jiang Qingchi's mouth is about to be shoulder to shoulder with the sun, but the face is still arrogant, "I'm good at tutoring, and I know you, I'm going to eat, I'm hungry."
Speaking, I went to pack up my schoolbag.
Mu Yanzhu also went to pack his schoolbag.
Because the phrase "I know you" is warm in my heart, it is as sweet as honey!
It is a great thing for lovers to learn from each other.
"Stab!"
She tore off the black schoolbag strap.
Mu Yanzhu: "..."
She just bought a new schoolbag in a treasure two days ago! !
"what happened?"
Jiang Qingchi had already cleaned it up a long time ago, and she kept ditching, and smiled when she looked at Mu Yanzhu's schoolbag.
"You picked this bag from the trash can?"
"No, it's new, I don't know the quality is so bad."
"..."
Jiang Qingchi silently put her computer in her schoolbag, and then took her hand, "I'll buy you a new one."
"How can you have money to buy a bag?"
The guy who spends her money on food and water.
"Don't believe me? Look, I can vacate and change it."
Yesterday, Jiang San'er beat him one hundred thousand, but that was not for nothing.
Jiang Qingchi has always spent a lot of money and bought a bag for Mu Yanzhu, LV limited edition, 90,000!
There are still two thousand left, and keep it for yourself for future needs.
Mu Yanzhu doesn't know the price of this bag, but the quality is quite good.
"Cowhide?" she asked.
Jiang Qingchi: "Do you believe I said fox fur?"
Of course Mu Yanzhu thought he was joking, "Fox fur is so expensive, how can you afford it?"
Why can't he afford it? !
Forget it, let alone his wealth, lest this foolish girl is scared.
Jiang Qingchi waved his hand and asked Mu Yanzhu to go back with his schoolbag. He was going back tonight to call Yannian. He missed his mother and his sister, and wanted to chat with his family.
Mu Yanzhu returned to the dormitory, put his schoolbag on the table, and then sat on the bed to take off his shoes.
"The candied chestnuts I bought, who of you eat?"
Fang Yiyi said, eating chestnuts one by one, but did not ask Mu Yanzhu.
This is remembering Mu Yanzhu's hatred.
Mu Yanzhu didn't have any reaction. You can't tell her if you see it through. You are 100% good to such a person. As long as you are not good to her, she will remember you.
She's not a submissive master, are you her?
Oh, she is even harder.
"..." Fang Yiyi's facial cleanser ran out, and he took the facial cleanser admiring the smoke candle.
"Let it down." Mu Yanzhu leaned against the corner of the wall and said blankly.
Fang Yiyi frowned, "I ran out of it, what happened to you using it for me?"
"I'm not happy."
"Cut...I'm not rare to use it, I use someone else's."
Then no one else in the dormitory loaned her.
Fang Yiyi turned around and went to another dormitory to borrow facial cleanser.
Feng Ruting was on the sloping upper bunk of Mu Yanzhu, staring at the bag on Mu Yanzhu's table.
This... This seems to be a real LV bag.
Look at the bag on the head of your bed again, the same style and different material, because hers are high imitations.
But how can Mu Yanzhu afford a real LV?
She usually buys 40 or 50 Taobao bags, right?
In order to verify if it was true, Feng Ruting hurriedly got out of bed, pretending to be surprised, saw the bag on Mu Yanzhu's table, her eyes widened.
"Yeah! Smoke candle, you changed to a new bag!"
"It turns out that the schoolbag strap was broken." Mu Yanzhu said lightly.
"This bag looks pretty..."
Feng Ruting touched Mu Yanzhu's schoolbag with her hand, loving it, her eyes lit by jealousy.
This is real LV!
Feel, material, just touch it!
"Smoke candles, where did you buy this bag? I want to buy one too. It's so beautiful."
"From a friend."
As for where to buy it, Mu Yanzhu didn't know.
It was Jiang Qingchi who gave it to her anyway.
Feng Ruting's eyes rolled a few times, "Your friend is quite rich, right? This bag looks thousands of dollars!"
"Impossible, only a few hundred yuan at most."
Mu Yanzhu also knows several famous brands.
However, she does not believe that Jiang Qingchi can afford famous brands!
So she didn't look at this bag carefully at all.
Feng Ruting looked at Mu Yanzhu calmly, she was combing her hair, her face was indifferent, she didn't seem to know the price of this bag at all.
That's right. How can someone like her who carry Taobao goods on weekdays know the real LV?
Thinking in her heart, Feng Ruting's eyes turned faster...
Early the next morning, Mu Yanzhu packed his schoolbags and went out to eat. She had a professional class in the first period.
Somehow, I feel that this schoolbag feels as smooth as it was yesterday.
But the appearance was still the same, so I didn't care and walked out of the dormitory with the bag on his back.
"Hey Feng Ruting, you have the same bag style as Mu Yanzhu's back."
Sun Lulu looked at Mu Yanzhu who had left the dormitory, and then at the bag in Feng Ruting's hand.
Feng Ruting tightened her zippered hand, coughing twice and lowering her eyebrows, "Who knows, I bought it first. She might have thought that I bought it looks good, so she bought one like mine."
"Emmm... Mu Yanzhu doesn't seem to pay much attention to who carries what kind of bag in our dormitory."
"Don't talk about her, do you see who we look good on carrying?"
Feng Ruting has a delicate face with melon seeds, her long black hair like a waterfall draped behind her head.
Sun Lulu and Feng Ruting had a good time, of course they had to smile, "Of course you look good on your back, you are the housekeeper of our dormitory!"
Then the two closed their arms and left the dormitory.
...
"Fatty Li, this my wife, Jiang Yan."
At breakfast, Jiang Qingchi gave Mu Yanzhu to the best buddies in the dormitory.
Li Huan smiled, "You two are destined, a surname!"
Before Mu Yanzhu could explain, Jiang Qingchi exclaimed, "My daughter-in-law has the same surname as me, are you dissatisfied?"
Where did Li Huan dare to refuse, he looked at Mu Yanzhu sympathetically.
"My buddy, can you bear this temper?"
"Get used to it." Mu Yanzhu smiled.
"What is my temper? Tell me, what is my temper?"
Jiang Qingchi grabbed Li Huan by the neck and insisted on asking why.
Li Huan surrendered quickly, and the three of them ate well.
Although it was three people talking, Li Huan was just an electric light bulb. Jiang Qingchi looked at Mu Yanzhu the whole time and said trivial things to her, saying what happened to him when he played the game yesterday.
He knew that Mu Yanzhu was not interested in games, but he just wanted to tell her that he wanted to share his joy with her.
It's time to go to class, Mu Yanzhu picked up his schoolbag, Jiang Qingchi glanced, his face stiffened in the next second.
"Why did you change your schoolbag?"
Mu Yanzhu was taken aback, "Isn't this the one you bought me."
"It's not mine! I bought the one for you, it doesn't look like this!"
Mu Yanzhu was speechless.
This... isn't this the exact same schoolbag?
The styles, colors, and straps are all the same, what's the difference?
Jiang Qingchi: "Who touched your schoolbag yesterday? Huh?"
This stupid girl doesn't know the goods by herself, doesn't mean she doesn't know the goods!
Every dormitory is unpredictable.
Mu Yanzhu blinked his eyes, the apricot eyes that were blocked by the glasses were clear and round, and his little lips explained that after returning to the dormitory yesterday, he put his schoolbag on the table and got up on his back in the morning.
Jiang Qingchi was angry, so he was really a ghost, "Go, I will send you to class first!"
Speaking and looking at Li Huan, his dark eyes suppressed his sullenness, "You go now, I'll pass by in a while, or maybe not."
"This class is a high-level math class, the teacher must name it!"
"Let you go, where is so much nonsense?"
After talking, Mu Yanzhu left.
Someone was just a big stove, and now he suddenly turned into a snowball. Didn't Mu Yanzhu not feel the change in Jiang Qingchi's mood, but she didn't understand why he was so emotional?
In classroom 301, Building A, most of Mu Yanzhu's classmates are here.
Her roommates also arrived. Several people were sitting in the last row, taking out their phones and drawing lipstick on their eyebrows.
"Knock."
The boy leaning on the door has a heroic face and an absolute height advantage. When he opens his voice, he is even more charming:
"sorry for disturbance."
The voice was squeezed, and everyone present looked up.
Jiang Qingchi is not stage fright, so what about his sophomore year, at least he looks very handsome.
Push Mu Yanzhu inward, and then his black eyes shot a circle:
"Who changed my girlfriend's bag?"
As soon as he said this, the big guy looked at each other.
Feng Ruting subconsciously squeezed the strap of the schoolbag in her hand.
"Oh, look, Feng Ruting and Mu Yanzhu have the same schoolbags!"
Fang Yiyi has a strange way of yin and yang, who let no one use facial cleanser yesterday, she holds the most grudge.
Hearing this, everyone in the class looked at Feng Ruting.
Jiang Qingchi entered the classroom directly, walked in front of Feng Ruting, condescending, and only glanced at the schoolbag in her hand, and it became clear who it was.
"Classmate, why did the things I bought for my baby got into your hands?"
Jiang Qingchi spoke rudely.
"I'm sorry that my Chinese is not very good. In front of your Chinese language majors, my classmates made an axe. Isn't this called Gouweixu Miao, Zhang Guan Li Dai, Dove occupying the magpie nest?"
Several people who watched the excitement laughed.
Feng Ruting is a thin-skinned person who wants face. She is good-looking. With this face, no one has been so rude to her since she was a child.
"You said you bought this bag. Do you have any proof?"
Are you embarrassed to have evidence?
Jiang Qingchi really laughed, haha, it was the first time I saw this kind of shameless person coming to my grandmother's house.
"You want me to throw the ninety-eight thousand invoices on your face? Your high-fashioned one, less than two hundred, or don't put it out as shameful, since it lost its worth, you even smeared my baby. Shameless?"
"you--"
After being ridiculed, Feng Ruting's face was red and her ears were red, and then she cried. The pear blossoms brought rain, and I felt pity.
"My baby hasn't cried after being changed, but you started crying shamelessly."
Jiang Qingchi was accustomed to seeing women. He had no sympathy at all. On the contrary, he was disgusted with calculations, so he could not die. He dared to calculate to his grandfather Qingchi!
You don't have to be so direct if you want to die, right? !
Jiang Qingchi opened his schoolbag. His schoolbag was tens of thousands. Several people who knew the goods had already recognized it. He whispered that all he was wearing was brand-name.
"Snapped."
A brand-new invoice was thrown in front of Feng Ruting.
"The ninety-eight thousand invoices are here. Where's yours?"
"..." Feng Ruting couldn't say a word.
She didn't buy it, of course she couldn't get an invoice!
Mu Yanzhu took a deep breath and walked over. She already understood everything.
She grabbed the brand-name bag that Feng Ruting had exchanged, dropped Feng Ruting's stuff on the ground, and threw the high imitation bag into Feng Ruting's arms.
"You are indeed insidious. You are embarrassed now. This is your own self-conceit."
Mu Yanzhu also had no sympathy for Feng Ruting.
She is the one who should be sympathized. She has seen the good and evil of human nature a long time ago. She is kind and sincere, but she does not become a Virgin.
Jiang Qingchi touched Mu Yanzhu's head, "Okay, go to class, your husband is gone."
Before leaving, the prince also apologized to the senior sister and senior, "I have delayed everyone from class, sorry!"
After finishing talking, he carried his schoolbag and left.
He walks with breezy, handsome and stylish, and several little girls are fascinated by him.
The teacher at the door also saw the scene just now and walked to the podium.
"You are all college students. I don't want you to walk out of campus and enter society in the future. You will have an empty stomach, but your heart is dark. They are all adults. You know, go to class!"
The teacher's three views are very positive.
Feng Ruting was lying on the table during this class and couldn't cry.
After class, Feng Ruting raised her head when the classmates were gone, walked to Mu Yanzhu's side, and pointed to her face.
"Mu Yanzhu! You make me so embarrassed today, I won't let you go!"
"So? After returning to the dormitory, isolate me, put chili oil in my facial cleanser, cut my homework secretly, or trample on my sheets and pretend to be silly and not knowing?"
Feng Ruting choked!
She had done all the things Mu Yanzhu said before!
It's just that she has never done anything to Mu Yanzhu, because Mu Yanzhu has never provoked her.
"Wait, I also have a boyfriend, this time without me, my boyfriend will vent my anger!"
After speaking, he walked away, but saw Jiang Qingchi at the door.
Feng Ruting didn't dare to provoke Jiang Qingchi. His temperament was sharp and fierce. This is not the temperament that ordinary children can nurture, so when she is angry, she is even more jealous and admiring Yanzhu!
Why does Mu Yanzhu have such a handsome boyfriend?
They also bought her 90,000 designer bags!
As for her, her boyfriend is ugly and fat. Although he is rich, he can buy her a few thousand dollars at most. Bags and cosmetics are never 10,000!
I'm so mad at her!
Feng Ruting stomped fiercely and left.
Jiang Qingchi knocked on the door, "Jiang Yan, go."
Mu Yanzhu nodded.
The latter breathed a sigh of relief, seeing her face impermanent.
He thought she would be bullied, so he rushed over after class, afraid that she would get revenge by the green tea.
Sure enough, she can't be underestimated, her calm and calm appearance made him appreciate her even more.
"I thought you would accept it." When Mu Yanzhu walked over, he stretched out his hand and messed up her hair.
The big prank boy, when facing her, there will be a pure smile in his eyes.
Mu Yanzhu was speechless, this person was really naive. "Did you not find out?"
"Find what?"
"I am only obedient to you."
"Well, that's right, we will do this in the future!"
Because this way you will not be bullied.
As for him, even if he bullied her, he wouldn't be too cruel, just rest assured.
The two walked out of the classroom, and Mu Yanzhu stopped Jiang Qingchi: "I have a question, you must answer me!"
"What?"
"Where did you get the money to buy ninety-eight thousand bags?"