I Just Want To Be A Salted Fish Quietly

Regarding Yan Xiaoman's choice, Lin Xian does not intend to interfere.

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

One vase with Zhuang Tong is enough!

Speaking of Zhuang Tong, Lin Xian found it interesting.

If we say that Lin Xian's ideal is to be a quiet hero.

Zhuang Tong's ideal is to be a quiet mistress. Don't make noise, don't fight or grab, enjoy life leisurely.

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

After the decision, he typed: Honey, don't worry, I fully support you.

Yan Xiaoman: Lin Xian, you are so kind! Stop talking, I have to listen carefully to the class.

Lin Xian: Alright, come on! Try to win the championship!

Although FD University is very lax in the management of students, its style of study is very strict.

It is difficult to study hard in this environment, and this is the biggest gap between prestigious schools and ordinary colleges and universities.

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

He couldn't help asking softly: "What's wrong?"

Ling Youyu just wanted to speak, but then she remembered that she was stuttering, so she picked up a pen and wrote: Are you chatting with your girlfriend 04?

Lin Xian nodded and said with a smile: "Well, she is going to participate in the National Debate Exhibition.

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

"You're cute too!" Lin Xian smiled and pinched her cheek.

"Well!"

Ling Youyu let out a soft cry, her pretty face blushed instantly, and the little hand holding the pen began to have no place to rest.

Seeing this, I couldn't help being amazed because I was idle.

This little girl is really too sensitive, she can pinch her face like this, if she kisses, she might just faint.

Thinking of this, Lin Xian hurriedly let go of his hand, not daring to tease her casually.

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

Shangri-La Hotel.

After Lin Xian left, Zhuang Tong took another sleep in the cage and didn't get up until ten o'clock.

After washing up and coming to the hotel lobby, the housekeeper Eren immediately greeted her and said with a respectful smile: "Miss Zhuang, the private car is ready, and the driver will be in charge of your itinerary for today."

Private car?

Zhuang Tong was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "Thank you!"

"Where, it is my honor to serve you, I wish you a pleasant trip!" Eren said modestly.

There is a full-time butler when you stay in the hotel, and a special car to pick you up when you go out.

Isn't this kind of life exactly what you want?

For a moment, the corners of Zhuang Tong's mouth could not help but twitch a smile.

Well, it's great to be a mistress!

Sitting in the Bentley, the driver said, "Take 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.

No need to make a phone call. Her parents are typical small-scale peasants. When they received so much money suddenly, they probably thought it was a fraudulent message.

After the call was connected, Zhuang Tong said: "Dad, I just transferred 200,000 yuan to you, please take a look. Remember to take my mother for dialysis in the afternoon, don't waste money.

"You... Where did you get so much money?" Father Zhuang's tone was not joyful, but 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, so he couldn't help but think about it.

"My boyfriend gave it to me!" Zhuang Tong replied.

"Boyfriend? Why would a boyfriend give you so much money at once?" Father Zhuang didn't know much, but he wasn't stupid.

"It's just a boyfriend, the kind who never gets married." Zhuang Tong didn't hide anything, and spoke bluntly.

"Isn't that Xiaosan?"

Zhuang's father's tone was a little excited, and he breathed quickly: "Xiaotong, how can you be someone's mistress!"

"What's wrong with being a mistress, or what about my mother's illness?"

Zhuang Tong's words made Zhuang's father stunned.

After a long time, Zhuang's father sighed and said bitterly, "Oh [it's just because of you."

This sigh expressed the helplessness of a man.

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

Father Zhuang did not criticize Zhuang Tong, nor was he qualified to do so.

After all, since three years ago, Zhuang Tong has paid for his own tuition, living expenses and the money for his mother's medical treatment, and never let them worry about it. For a child, she has achieved the ultimate.

If you want to blame, you can only blame yourself for not being able to take care of your wife and daughter.

"What's the matter, I don't want to mention how happy I am now."

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

To be a mistress to a male god like Lin Xian, apart from not being able to get married, she has everything she should have and lacks nothing.

Father Zhuang thought she was comforting him, and said helplessly, "How old is the other party? Will he treat you well?"

"Eighteen! Still in freshman year!"

eighteen?

Father Zhuang thought he heard it wrong, so he raised his voice and said, "How big is it?"

"Eighteen! Don't worry, he treats me very well!" Zhuang Tong explained.

For a while, Father Zhuang fell into deep thought.

In his cognition, shouldn't I be a middle-aged and elderly person in his forties or fifties?

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

Are you disconnected from society?

"Xiaotong, you are not lying to me!" Father Zhuang asked doubtfully.

Zhuang Tong pursed his lips and said, "Why are you lying to me? If I have a chance, I can bring him to meet you."

Now, Yufu was really confused.

If Zhuang Tong was taken care of by a middle-aged man in his 40s or 50s, 507 would definitely feel very uncomfortable in his heart.

But replace it with an eighteen-year-old young man......

This..... Are you sure it's nurturing, not dating?

"The other party is so young, it is still possible for you to get married. After all, it is not good to be a mistress, listen to Dad's advice, get married if you can." Father Zhuang's mind suddenly became active, and he persuaded earnestly.

"He has a girlfriend, and I don't want to get married.

After all, she is his own daughter, and Zhuang's father is very aware of her character, seeing her insistence, he will not persuade her anymore.

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 will not have to worry about dialysis fees for the next year.

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

At this moment, I feel that life is so beautiful.

The driver heard the conversation between the father and daughter clearly, but to his surprise, he didn't seem to dislike Zhuang Tong's behavior of being a mistress at all, and even had some sympathy.

The Bentley stopped in front of the Jinyi School. After Zhuang Tong got out of the car, he smiled at the driver and said, "Master driver, 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, men are not easy!"

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

"Thanks!".