My wife is in my arms

Chapter 39 Exam

Regardless of the little girl's protests.

Zhang You directly took the child there in an electric car. When they were close to the school, Zhang You stopped the car and quickly ran towards the school gate with Xiao Zishan. Today's time estimate was a little wrong, but fortunately they still made it in time.

"I asked you to drive but you didn't. I'm so annoyed."

When we arrived at the school gate, the little girl was still complaining.

"Stop talking nonsense and hurry up"

After watching Xiao Zishan run into the school, Zhang You turned around and slowly walked towards the direction where he parked his electric scooter.

Zhang You didn't inquire about the quality of the school that Jiang Yiren sent Xiao Zishan to, but judging from the cars parked in front of the school, most of them were middle-class people. However, there were also some who rode electric bikes and even drove electric tricycles to bring their children there.

Among the parents riding electric scooters, there may be ordinary families who grit their teeth and send their children to school in order to give them a good future. However, the old men and women who drive electric tricycles to send their children to school are extraordinary.

They may not have the ability themselves, but their children will definitely be extraordinary.

At least he is an executive of a company.

As for why their children, who are so promising, still drive electric tricycles... The old men and women are very stubborn. They just want to give it to others, and who can do anything about it? Who dares to object?!
Even after sending the children to school, they can drive the electric tricycle to pick up cardboard boxes, beverage bottles and the like. Zhang You had seen many rich parents in his previous life, and some of them were truly amazing.

Don't drink the wine, don't smoke the cigarettes, and don't take the money.

I got a pile of cardboard boxes and immediately ran to fold them happily.

There are also many people whose children are obviously not short of money and do not need their little money, but they still cling to that little piece of land. In the end, they break their legs while farming without paying attention. They earn a few hundred yuan from farming, but spend tens of thousands on hospitalization. After being discharged from the hospital, they have to go back to farming again.

Then... I was admitted to the hospital again.

The most outrageous thing is that the food was spoiled, but they washed it and cooked it again for the unsuspecting family members to eat, and then the whole family suffered from food poisoning.

Therefore, it is not uncommon to see people who can afford to go to such schools and have electric tricycles to pick them up. When you have no money, you always think that rich people are in the upper class. But when you have money, you find that rich people can not only be upper class, but also lower class.

Riding an electric scooter, Zhang You rode along the road towards home. At this time, a red luxury car slowly approached, the window opened, revealing a familiar face.

“Why aren’t you driving?!”

The woman smiled and said, "Your wife doesn't need this little bit of gas money."

"..."

Zhang You was speechless.

It was the woman from yesterday again. She seemed to be the mother of someone named Xu Ying, and she was also a designer.

Unlike the woman I saw yesterday, this woman was wearing light makeup today, lipstick on her lips, a round earring on her earlobe, a jade necklace hanging from her black turtleneck cashmere sweater, and her hairstyle looked carefully groomed, with one side covering the corner of her eye and the other draped behind her ear.

Exquisite yet fashionable.

"I'm talking to you!? Why are you ignoring me!?"

Seeing that Zhang You was slow to speak, the woman asked with a smile.

"Don't you already know who I am?!"

Zhang You sighed in his heart.

The security guard...seems to have some of the attributes of a woman who lost her husband in a car accident. She scared him away yesterday, knowing full well that he was not a good man, but he came back early this morning.

It was estimated that the woman met him by chance because her car was probably parked not far from the school gate when he was sending Xiao Zishan home.

"I know, but it doesn't look like it. I'm not in the entertainment industry, but I know that many people in this industry like to make up stories."

Hearing this woman say this.

Zhang You's mouth twitched a few times, and after thinking for a while, he smiled and said, "It's not just hearsay, it's all true."

"You're quite humorous."

The woman smiled and said, "I don't want to chat with you anymore. Please say hello to your wife for me. If possible, she can help me with any questions about house decoration and design. We had a very pleasant cooperation last time, and I hope there will be a chance for us to cooperate again."

The woman stepped on the accelerator, and the car quickly surpassed Zhang You's 72V electric car, leaving him with only the rear of the car. Zhang You was stunned.

He finally knew what this woman was really thinking.

It turned out that it wasn't that the security guard was too charming, but that the woman was making friends with many people and hoped to expand her own business.

However, Zhang You felt that this might be just one of the purposes. After all, if this was the case, Jiang Yiren would come to the school to pick up Xiao Zishan more than once or twice, and she had told Jiang Yiren everything.

But...this is very interesting.

Maybe this woman is curious about what kind of man is it that could marry the singing queen Jiang Yiren? I saw him yesterday, he's very handsome, and now I want to find out more about what else he has that attracted Jiang Yiren.

Zhang You was not sure whether it was true or not.

But there is one thing Zhang You can be sure of, that is, immoral relationships between men and women often stem from passive and active understanding, and only with understanding can there be the possibility of going further.

Arrived at the traffic light intersection.

Zhang You saw the woman's car again.

"You were riding the electric scooter a little too crazy, and you must have been riding on the wrong lane. I forgot to remind you."

The woman rolled down the car window and spoke with a smile.

"To chase you!"

Zhang You made a joke.

"..."

The woman was obviously stunned, then chuckled and said, "It's not good for your wife to hear this."

"You're right, I won't chase you then."

Seeing that the green light had turned on ahead, Zhang You quickly crossed the intersection. The woman's car soon followed. It was not that the other person's car was slow, but that the gasoline car did not start as fast as the electric car. As for Zhang You's electric car... 72v, it was invincible.

"Remember, my name is Jiang Siwan"

after all.

No matter how fast the electric bike is, it still cannot compete with the normal driving of the car. When the red car was about to overtake Zhang You, the woman smiled and said, "I work at the Bess Decoration Company on Haidong Road. If you have time, come to my place and I will treat you to coffee. It's better to bring your wife along."

“You’d better bring your husband too.”

Zhang You replied with a smile.

As the car drove forward, Zhang You heard a woman's voice saying, "If you continue to ride faster on this road, you will see him."

"He really died in a car accident"

Zhang You muttered.

arrive home.

Zhang You discovered that Jiang Yiyi did not go out to work, but was sitting in the living room practicing his voice.

"Sizzle"

She was smiling with her teeth closed, but such sounds kept coming out of her throat.

At the same time, there is a floor-length mirror in front of her, which is used to observe her facial expressions while practicing voice, to prevent the possibility of strange expressions due to voice practice.

Seeing Zhang You coming back, she turned around and looked at him, but did not get up and go back to her room.

In addition to the floor-length mirror, there is also a stopwatch, which is used to calculate the duration of each vocal training item.

(End of this chapter)