When Meng heard that when he returned to school, he learned that many people knew about his fight with Jiang Rong. However, on Friday, the school only publicly punished Jiang Rong for probation.

Teacher Wu, a former counselor of the punishment, talked to Meng Ting: "We all know about Jiang Rong. But her habits are also caused by the family environment, and we will delete the photos one by one. This is a mental illness. She promised to accept the counseling of the psychology teacher. Jiang Rong is only eighteen years old and her life is still long. The teacher hopes that you can forgive her this time. If you commit it again, even the law will not let her go."

Meng Ting nodded.

The law will not blame what did not happen. Although Jiang Rong took photos of other girls, she did not publish them. Even Meng Ting's two photos were just daily photos. It would be a serious punishment for staying on campus. If Jiang Rong recovered from mental illness in the future, she might be an excellent lawyer or judge.

When Song Huanhuan found out, she felt a pity: "Let me hear you let her go, I want me to say that people like her are the most hateful. They are psychopathic! They should be scolded to death."

"That's a mental illness, it can be cured."

"You really believe it will be good. I think that is human nature. Jiang Rong has to surrender to reality and apologize and receive treatment. I think people with pathological psychology will never be good."

Meng Ting pursed her lips and whispered: "Yes."

Even if the probability is small, Jiang Ren is slowly getting better. He hasn't had an illness for a long time.

When December was getting colder, Zhu Jing, the school beauty of B University last time, was in love. The partner of the relationship was a tall and thin boy.

The boy was diligent and down-to-earth, and he smiled warmly. Although his family was not as good as a rich second-generation like Qin Yang, it was not bad either. Everyone thought he was quite suitable.

"It's much better than Meng Ting's boyfriend, her boyfriend tsk."

Some people don’t believe it: “Have you really seen it? Meng Ting looks like my appetite than Zhu Jing, and I always feel that you are making up stories.”

"It's really from the construction site. The clothes he was wearing were very dirty. You don't know how shocked he was. He was wearing a hard helmet, just like the construction type. His legs were a little abnormal. He hugged the yarn as soon as he arrived. When he came, he hugged the yarn. The yarns were hugging him back. Our eyes were almost falling off!"

"Oh my goddess!"

"Hasn't Jiang Rong even taken photos before? She came to eat wontons with the construction site. Look at Zhu Jing and her boyfriend, it was so sweet that it turned into a painting. Last time I saw her boyfriend cut her steak!"

When Meng Ting hurried in from outside wearing a scarf, the gossiper finally shut up.

However, people who tell gossip are gloating. Although they are not as popular as Meng Ting, if Meng Ting is with someone they don’t like in the future, it will be like something they disdainful of. Meng Ting picks up it, and she will feel very happy psychologically.

Someone whispered: "Qin Yang hasn't pursued her anymore. I think Meng Ting and that person are not disdainful of being with him."

It was snowing in December in City B. It was snowing outside, and it was white. Meng Ting hung his long eyelashes, and she sat by the window, and the heavy snow was pouring outside the window. She sighed and continued to read the psychology of crime.

These are not professional courses, but they help her understand the profession.

She was quiet and didn't have to be as sweet as Zhu Jing and her boyfriend. She was beautiful alone as a painting.

It shut up the person who looked back at her.

Before the Chinese New Year, some students from the Department of Architecture, B City received an internship opportunity, which made all the students in the school envious - Junyang recruited twenty interns.

It is said that after graduation, they will most likely become Junyang's management trainees.

Even Milei couldn't help but sigh: "It's so amazing. Junyang Real Estate is so good, it's one of the best in the country. Seniors and seniors may become senior executives in the future. I'm so envious!"

Song Huanhuan bit the lollipop: "Don't envy you, study law hard, you can go to Junyang to do legal affairs for them in the future. If you have a name, you will get a high salary."

"Get out, how small is that probability? Do you want to go to Junyang for legal affairs?"

Meng Ting bent his lips and smiled: "I don't want to, I want to be a lawyer."

Prince Junyang is now working hard to make money and support her in H City.

The prince is usually stingy because he is poor. He is very generous when the Chinese New Year is approaching and has given each person in charge a "year-end bonus".

Gao Yi couldn't help but tease: "She is coming back, are you in a good mood? Why are you so generous?"

Jiang Ren laughed and scolded: "When did I ever be stingy!"

"I was busy until the early morning and I didn't even go to have a midnight snack, saying I didn't have money."

Jiang Ren said lightly: "I don't have money at all, and the bonus is calculated from the budget. I have to rely on them to care about next year, so it will not make people feel cold."

Gao Yi joked: "Mr. Jiang is getting more and more bossy, hahaha!"

Jiang Ren will not return to City B during the Chinese New Year this year, so Wen Rui returned to Jiang’s house early.

Grandma Jiang started making a fuss. A handful of old people picked up the fruit and wanted to throw it away Wen Rui. Finally, she cried. Her wrinkled hands covered her cheeks and cried sadly: "My little hen can't come back. It must be your little hen who bullies me. He won't go back."

Wen Rui's face froze, he picked up the orange with a smile, and gently touched the old man's gray hair: "Aunt Lan, Jiang Ren is starting a business."

Grandma Jiang pushed him away and widened her eyes: "Get out of here! You evil ghost from Avici Hell!"

Jiang Jixian also had a headache, and he said, "Mom, please calm down. That brat is fine again. Why are you crying? The Chinese New Year is coming soon, it's unlucky."

"I have prepared a red envelope for my little ninja. Give it to him, and you can give it to him!"

She took out a big red envelope from her flower cotton jacket, and there was a thick stack inside. Jiang Jixian had to take it over and said, "Okay, give it to him."

Wen Rui stood by and watched, his smile remained unchanged.

Jiang Jixian said: "Don't take it to your heart, mom is like a child now."

"My brother-in-law, you and my sister are so kind to me. I don't know how to repay you. I can understand Aunt Lan."

"That's good. Jiang Ren, this little brat!"

Although Jiang Jixian cursed, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

Jiang Ren also knows some progress in real estate development. Even if he says he is, his son is a manly man, and he is always happy and proud as a father.

Wen Rui pushed his glasses and thought coldly, it was not a family, not a family.

The old and the young didn't treat him as a relative. Did he want this little gift from Junyang? Even if the prince beat him, Jiang Jixian would just apologize. After all, it was not a relative.

Wen Rui went back and got angry. He calmed down before calling the people in H City.

When Meng Ting and Shu Yang took the train back, she whispered: "Shu Yang..."

"how?"

"Don't tell dad if I'm fighting?"

Shu Yang couldn't help but bent his lips and turned his head to look out the window.

Meng Ting said frustly: "I'll send you a red envelope during the New Year, don't tell him to Shu's father."

"OK."

Meng heard that Jiang Ren was busy, so he didn't inform him when he came back. If he came to pick him up, he would probably delay a lot of things. All major companies were busy before the New Year.

When the two children came home, Shu Zhitong was very happy and asked them how they were doing in college.

Meng Ting went out to Anhaiting in the afternoon.

It was the employee who accepted her little star last year. As soon as the employee saw her, he recognized her: "Huh?"

Meng Ting brought her home's New Year's goods as a gift: "Thank you for helping me so much before, Happy New Year and a smooth work."

The salesman girl smiled with her eyebrows and eyes: "Thank you Miss Meng." When she saw the girl, she remembered that Mr. Xiao Jiang came back to look for Xingxing with a look on her face.

Meng Ting asked about Jiang Ren’s current office location, which was a bit far away from here and near the sea, but it was quite erratic.

Jiang Ren has a lot of ideas. The territory here is cheap, but relatively speaking, it is difficult to promote it in the future in areas without development. He has done a lot of projects. Meng Ting vaguely remembers that the surge in housing prices will be the end of next year to the year after. If his project is completed and the publicity is properly, he will make a lot of money.

Looking at the area, you know that this man is very ambitious.

Meng Ting saw Gao Yi hurried out as soon as he went over.

Gao Yi was stunned when he saw her: "Meng Ting?"

"It's me, hello, who are you?"

"My name is Gao Yi, are you here to find Mr. Jiang?"

Meng Ting heard someone call Mr. Jiang Ren for the first time, and she felt very novel. She nodded. Gao Yi frowned: "There was something wrong with the project and the contract also had something wrong with the contract. Why don't you..." Gao Yi wanted to say you might as well go back first, but after thinking about it, he said, "Then go find Mr. Jiang. He is in a bad mood. If you advise more, young people will always fail and experience difficulties."

Jiang Ren sat by the sea, bent his legs and looked at the sea at dusk.

When he saw Meng Ting, he thought it was his illusion.

She squatted down beside him, putting her scarf on him, and her voice softly: "Is it warm?"

He smiled: "Yeah."

"What happened?"

"It's okay." He said calmly, "I've handled it all."

"Liar, Gao Yi said it's quite serious." She was very worried, her big eyes reflected the color of the sunset, and she squatted in front of him and looked up at him, her eyelashes like crow feathers were erect.

Jiang Ren bent his lips: "You are so beautiful."

Meng Ting almost laughed angry by him.

"You're so ugly now."

He pulled her over and didn't sleep for two nights, and had a shallow stubble on his chin. He lowered his head and thrust her: "Is there any aesthetic? What should men be so beautiful? What should silly women be worthy of having the ability?"

She felt itchy and giggled to push him: "Go away."

The voice of "Silly Woman" seemed to contain honey, making him bend his lips.

She held his handsome face and smiled so hard that tears burst out from her eyes: "It's so itchy hahaha..."

Jiang Ren pulled her up, patted the sand on her body, and whispered to her: "Be good, go back to play during the Chinese New Year first. Will I be able to play with you these days after I finish my work?"

Meng Ting knew that he didn't want to tell him about his work setbacks.
To be continued...