She admitted openly: "Yes, I gave it back to Professor Shi."

Zheng Qiling smiled and covered her mouth: "Speaking of this, I remembered that last time it seemed that a student gave something to Jingnian."

Ji Ning'an raised her eyes.

"But she may not know that Jingnian is very mysophobic. He never accepts things from people he doesn't know well. Later, he troubled me and threw them into the trash can."

Zheng Qiling seemed to mention it casually: "That pink handbag looks pretty good to me. It would be useless to throw it away. It would be great if the owner keeps it for himself. Why rush to give it to others, don't you think?"

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"..."

"By the way, I met you at the Academy of Fine Arts before... That handbag isn't yours, right?" Zheng Qiling said halfway, as if she just realized it, and looked at Ji Ning'an in surprise.

There was nothing to admit, Ji Ning'an smiled lightly: "Yes."

"I'm sorry, I just said it casually, don't take it seriously." Zheng Qiling raised her hair.

"I think you are still young, so you should focus on your studies. Professor Shi is 28 this year and is quite busy. Don't delay others, right? You have just become the Youth League Secretary, so you should work hard and focus on your studies.

Serious business."

The underlying meaning behind the words was the difference between the two of them, except that she didn't directly say that she didn't respect herself.

"The instructor is right." The girl was holding a woven bag in one hand and standing in the sun. She had a pure aura that no one else had, her eyebrows were white and her voice was gentle.

"However, the instructor's job shouldn't include managing the relationship between me and Professor Shi, right?"

Zheng Qiling paused slightly.

"Or is this the instructor's selfishness?"

"What do you mean by that?" Zheng Qiling's expression remained unchanged, losing her usual calmness. As she spoke, she took the things from the girl's hands, "Leave the things with me and I'll send them to you. Don't worry about it in the future."

Come."

Ji Ning'an dodged: "No need."

"Jingnian and I have worked together for so long, and no one knows him better than me. If you get along with him too much, it will not be good for his reputation. I am thinking about you, do you understand?"

Zheng Qiling sighed, looking like she was doing her best.

"Understand what?"

A tepid voice sounded from a distance, and the man came over, dressed in formal clothes, tall and ascetic.

Zheng Qiling's face changed slightly, and her tone was friendly: "Aren't you still in the meeting? Why are you back so early?"

"I heard someone said you were looking for me?" Shi Jingnian looked at Ji Ning'an and glanced at the woven bag in her hand, his eyes thin and sharp.

Ji Ning'an nodded.

"Come in." Shi Jingnian opened the office door.

Zheng Qiling didn't answer the question from beginning to end, but the question to Ji Ning'an undoubtedly answered everything. Zheng Qiling stood there, a little embarrassed.

"Put the things on the cabinet." Shi Jingnian said.

Ji Ning'an followed him in. She seemed quite well-behaved. As soon as she looked at the cabinet, she was stunned. There was a pink handbag there!

When she saw it for the first time, she almost thought it was her hallucination. Only when she looked again did she dare to confirm that it was indeed hers.

Didn’t you throw it away a long time ago?

She put the woven bag on the cabinet, confused: "This seems to be me..."

"It's yours." Shi Jingnian didn't explain, but just three words confirmed the matter.

Zheng Qiling's face turned slightly pale, with a hint of disbelief.

She obviously threw it with her own hands!

She stood outside the office door, and for a moment she felt like an outsider. Obviously...she had known him much earlier than Ji Ning'an.

What I said just now, when I see the girl sitting in that person's office with her crooked eyebrows, is like a slap on the face, it's burning and painful.

She knew she shouldn't care, she was just a student, and Shi Jingnian just looked after Ji Ning'an for Professor Ji's sake, but she still couldn't turn a blind eye.

"Jingnian." Zheng Qiling reluctantly suppressed her thoughts, leaving herself with dignity and wanting to say something to him.

"Sorry, I'm busy now." Shi Jingnian said.

"Then I'll leave first." Zheng Qiling smiled slightly and walked out. The sound of footsteps was much more urgent than when she came...

It wasn't until she walked out of the art academy and the wind blew on her face that she woke up, clenched her nails on her palms, and finally smiled bitterly.

I'm so angry. Why should I be angry with a student?

When Shi Jingnian takes care of her juniors, she can't be so jealous. She will try to do a good job when they are together in the future.

Zheng Qiling came to her senses and knew that she had indeed offended Ji Ning'an about this incident. She bit her lip and suppressed the unfounded unwillingness in her heart. After much hesitation, she sent a message to Ji Ning'an on WeChat.

[Sorry, today is my problem, don’t take what I said seriously.]

[You are excellent as the Communist Youth League secretary, please encourage us together.]

There is a large shopping mall next to Peking University. Many students would come here at noon. Zheng Qiling recalled Shi Jingnian's attitude and felt a little absent-minded, so she made an appointment with her friends to drink milk tea.

The elevator moved up slowly. She stepped onto the moving steps and looked up at the elevator coming down from the opposite side. Several pedestrians were walking up and down calmly.

After Fruity Sauce dealt with Manager Hu, I felt extremely sick.

Old man, if it weren't for the fact that he had some bad money to hold up the stage in her live broadcast room and couldn't be snatched away by Qiao Mu Ningning, she would have ignored him long ago!

When she rushed over, she saw Zheng Qiling looking gloomy: "Why are you unhappy? When did pistachios turn into bitter melon juice!"

The warmth dissipated in her hands, and Zheng Qiling walked out of the elevator silently, sighing: "Jiadi..."

The shopping mall set up a rest area, and Zheng Qiling pulled Fu Jiadi to her seat and ordered two cups of milk tea.

Fu Jiadi is good-looking. This kind of good-looking refers to a standard Internet celebrity face. Maybe she has too much plastic surgery. Her chin is a little unnatural. She puts her hand on the table and the diamond ring on her finger is shining.

Zheng Qiling looked at the powerful diamond ring, and her attention was attracted, and she became slightly interested: "Someone else gave it to you? I've never seen you wearing it before."

The woman fiddled with the diamond ring, looking a little disappointed: "I went back to my grandma's house some time ago, and grandma gave me my mother's belongings, one of which was this diamond ring."

Zheng Qiling knew something about her family. Her mother died of postpartum hemorrhage after giving birth to her, and she has been separated from yin and yang ever since.

No one knows who Fu Jiadi’s father is. There has been no contact or trace for so many years. It was all thanks to her grandma to raise her up.

Thanks to Fu Jiadi’s career in the live broadcast industry, he has made a lot of money and can support himself.

My friend has been trying hard to find information about his biological father, but the information is lacking and he is powerless.

Zheng Qiling wants to help, but doesn’t know where to start.
Chapter completed!