The Full-level Boss Took the Sick and Weak Script

If Su Nanzhi looked up, he would find the two people outside the elevator with disbelief in their eyes.

Jiang Beiyu coughed dryly, looked away, and then leaned against the little girl next to him, using actions to show that he was not familiar with his parents.

Director Jiang: "..."

Mrs. Jiang: "..."

The two looked at Su Nanzhi, who was wearing a high school uniform, and then at Jiang Beiyu, and then there was condemnation on the moral level in their eyes.

Jiangbei Yu twitched the corner of his mouth without changing his face.

The elevator door had been open for too long, and there were obviously people outside the door but they didn't come in. Su Nanzhi raised her head in doubt, and looked at the two middle-aged people outside the door.

Well-maintained, rich or expensive, and good-looking, one looks like a long-lived person.

It's just that this face looks a little familiar.

Su Nanzhi had just eaten and drank enough, and she was too lazy to think, so she just wondered why they didn't come in.

But who knows, after seeing the little girl's face, Mrs. Jiang was about to have a heart attack. She grabbed her husband's wrist and walked slowly into the elevator.

However, the way he looked at his son seemed to be looking at a beast.

The little girl's face looks very tender, maybe she is still underage!

Wearing the school uniform of No. 1 Middle School, it may be the third year of high school, or it may be the first year of high school!

Mrs. Jiang felt that she had sobered up a lot.

Inside the elevator, the four of them were as quiet as if no one was there.

If eyes could turn a knife, Jiang Beiyu would have been stabbed to death by his parents.

The elevator slowly stopped on the first floor, the door opened, and neither side moved for the first time.

Su Nanzhi found a fun game in the WeChat applet and was addicted to it.

Someone suddenly reached out to support her shoulders and led her out, and said in his mouth: "Let's go, what kind of mobile phone are you playing while walking, who will be to blame if it falls later?"

Su Nanzhi: "...Don't touch me, I'm about to break the record."

Behind them, a pair of parents looked at each other silently.

This is a failure of their education.

Before Jiang Beiyu sent the little girl home, he was bombarded by both parents.

A dozen voices over 50 seconds are enough to send people away directly.

Jiang Beiyu didn't look at it. Instead, when he reached the downstairs of Sunanzhi's community, Su Nanzhi wanted to get out of the car. He pushed it, but the car stopped, and then looked back at Jiangbeiyu.

"Teacher Jiang?"

Jiang Beiyu didn't put his hands on the steering wheel anymore, he laughed, and his deep voice reached Su Nanzhi's ears in the small space.

"Su Xiaozhi, your competition results have also come out, have you forgotten what I told you earlier?"

Su Nanzhi asked subconsciously: "What..."

Her words stopped abruptly, because the scene was very familiar, even the car was the same car, as for the difference, it should be that she was sitting in the back row that night, but she was in the passenger seat tonight.

The night after the exam was also such a night, Jiang Beiyu was discussing with her about a kiss she had when she was unconscious one night.

"Forget it, let's talk with you after the results come out."

That's what Jiang Beiyu said at the time.

So now the question is, what to talk about?

Su Nanzhi dully felt a bit of embarrassment in this car, and this embarrassment was mixed with the ambiguity between two adults.

Whether this ambiguity is one-way or two-way is hard to say.

"Teacher Jiang," Su Nanzhi broke the silence, "If you really feel that I have taken advantage of you, then I will lose the money, and it will be your... money from selling yourself."