So cool! Grab the scumbag's inheritance and become his aunt

Shen He woke up and his mind went blank for a moment.

She dreamed again of Shen Sili being buried alive in cement.

Every time she dreamed of her previous life, she found it difficult to calm down and her whole body felt weak as if she had collapsed.

After a while, Shen He took out a small mirror from her bag, touched up her makeup briefly, and then walked out.

Song Jingcheng was sitting on the sofa, working on his laptop.

On the table not far away, there were several hot dishes, four dishes and one soup, two of which were Sichuan dishes that were slightly more appetizing.

"woke up?"

Song Jingcheng put down his computer, stood up and walked to the dining table, "Let's eat first."

Shen He was also hungry.

The hot soup went into his stomach, and the feeling of exhaustion eased a little. Shen He then remembered his business.

"Uncle, where are we going?" She asked hesitantly, "Do you need me to ask Tingyun to come with us?"

Song Jingcheng took her out to play alone but not Mu Tingyun. What does this mean?

Shen He stole a glance at Song Jingcheng and thought to himself: Could it be that he has a crush on me?

To be honest, Shen He felt a little proud and narcissistic that Song Jingcheng could break through moral taboos and fall in love with her.

"At 4 pm, a lecture on 'Gender Education and AIDS Prevention' will be held in the Qingdao City Center for Disease Control and Prevention."

"I made an appointment for you."

Song Jingcheng's words were like a bucket of cold water poured on Shen He's head.

Shen He was dumbfounded.

Is she a mean person? Why would she go to this kind of lecture for no reason? "Why did you make an appointment for me?" Shen He was unconvinced.

Song Jingcheng didn't give much explanation.

He tapped the phone screen suggestively with his fingertips, and then cast an inexplicable look at Shen He.

As if to say: What do you think?

Shen He immediately became timid.

Depend on!

It’s still because of that text message!

Shen He solemnly declared: "Uncle, I didn't have any casual relationships with men or women. I didn't look for a male model that night. It was just a misunderstanding."

After hearing the explanation, Song Jingcheng was not moved at all and made up his mind to send Shen He to receive education.

"Eat, I'll take you to class later."

Shen He was desperate.

The food doesn't smell good anymore.

After dinner, Song Jingcheng personally accompanied her to the CDC.

Handing a pass to Shen He, Song Jingcheng told her: "Wear this, and there will be staff to meet you when you go in."

"I'll wait for you here."

This is to supervise her and make sure she listens to the whole process.

"Uncle, since we are here, why don't we go and listen together?"

Come on, torture each other!

Song Jingcheng stared at Shen He with deep eyes.

Shen He felt guilty and was about to admit defeat and get off the car alone, when he saw Song Jingcheng unbuckle his seat belt: "Then let's listen together."

Shen He: “…”

This is not the end. Song Jingcheng said again: "After listening to the lecture, write a review for me."

"I'll take a look."

After saying that, Song Jingcheng got out of the car.

Shen He finally realized what it meant to shoot oneself in the foot.

Originally I only needed to attend a lecture, but now I have to write my thoughts based on the lecture content!

What a sin she has committed!

*

After entering the lecture, Shen He realized that they were the only audience members of the lecture!

"Uncle." Sitting in the middle of the first row, Shen He tilted his head and asked Song Jingcheng, "Why are there only the two of us?"

Song Jingcheng: "I invited Professor Su to come here to give you a private lecture."

Shen He: “…”

No need to!

Shen He was furiously complaining about Song Jingcheng's inhumanity in his heart. At this moment, Professor Su, the director of Qing City Center for Disease Control and Prevention and a lecturer at Qing City Medical College, came on stage with a laptop computer.

He began to popularize science in a simple and unpretentious manner.

Professor Su didn't say a word and played a video at the beginning.

It was a real video shot at the AIDS Centers for Disease Control and Prevention. Almost all the patients in the video were in the late stages of the disease.

The video was too real, without any blurring, and Shen He could clearly see the large areas of festering sores on the patient's body.

Shen He's heart was in turmoil. She subconsciously tried to turn her head away, but five cold fingertips suddenly pinched her chin.

"Shen He, look carefully."

Song Jingcheng pinched Shen He's chin and forced her to watch obediently.

Song Jingcheng is really not a good person!

He looks like a gentle and self-disciplined man, but what he does is paranoid and crazy.

Shen He suppressed his nausea and watched the video to the end, listening to Professor Su's eloquent and heartfelt remarks that sounded like alarmist rhetoric.

Finally, Professor Su played another interview video.

Those interviewed were all patients in the late stages of AIDS, whose lives were counting down.

They described the causes and consequences of their illness, shared the pain of the treatment process, and their thoughts on death, the future, and their families.

When walking out of the CDC, Shen He felt very heavy.

"Shen He."

Song Jingcheng's voice sounded behind him.

Shen He turned around and looked up at the man on the stairs.

The setting sun turned the sky above into a fiery cloud, and Song Jingcheng's thin and tall body seemed to be shaky and broken.

His illness could no longer be hidden.

But his tone was cold and full of condemnation: "No matter what Mu Tingyun did to you that made you feel discouraged, you shouldn't give up on yourself."

"Looking for male models and having one-night stands may sound cool, but in my opinion, they are irresponsible behaviors."

Shen He frowned and was about to explain the ins and outs of the text message.

But then I heard Song Jingcheng say, "Your grandmother fished you out of the icy stream and raised you with great difficulty, hoping that you would become a rare, precious, and unique girl."

"What is Shen He?"

Walking up the stairs to her, Song Jingcheng said in a deep voice, "The only plant that can thrive and bear fruit in the swamp mud is the seedling."

"Your grandmother hid all her hopes for you in your name."

"Don't disappoint the old man."

After hearing Song Jingcheng's words, Shen He's heart began to pound wildly deep in his chest.

Born in the swamp mud, it can thrive and bear fruit.

This is wheat.

Song Jingcheng could actually understand his grandmother's thoughts and knew the meaning of her name.

"Mr. Song." Shen He's tense face suddenly broke into a bright and charming smile.

She held her bag and tilted her head to ask Song Jingcheng, "Mr. Song, in what capacity do you say these things to me?"

"Are you educating your future nephew's wife as an elder?"

Or an older man to a younger woman?

But Shen He did not say the last sentence to his face.

Once she said it out loud, Song Jingcheng would be able to see through her thoughts.

Now is not the time.

Song Jingcheng was frank and said, "Whether you are an elder or someone else, does it make any difference? Since you call me uncle, I can't watch you go the wrong way."

“It is the duty of the elders to take care of the young, help the young, and guide the young onto the right path.”

Shen He chuckled and said sarcastically: "My uncle is really a qualified elder."

She turned and left.

Song Jingcheng reminded her: "Remember to write your thoughts."

"No less than a thousand words."

Shen He: “…”

Old man!

dog man!

Ma Kai saw Shen He went down the stairs first, so he asked with a smile: "Where are you going, Miss Shen? I'll take you there."

Song Jingcheng followed him down and asked, "Shall I take you home?"

"Thank you for your kindness, uncle, but it's no need."

Shen He insinuated, "My uncle is young and promising, he drives a luxury car and wears famous brands. If someone sees me getting out of your car, the next day someone will spread rumors that I am dating a rich man and having two girlfriends at the same time."

"I don't want to be taken to another lecture on 'Two-timing and getting struck by lightning' tomorrow afternoon."

"Goodbye."

Shen He was so angry that her high heels almost poked a hole in the cobblestone road when she left.

Song Jingcheng had a gloomy face, but there was no movement on the last step for a long time.

Ma Kai couldn't help laughing.

He coughed to clear his throat and asked Song Jingcheng: "Mr. Song, do you need me to catch up?"

"What are you chasing?" Song Jingcheng said in a chilly voice, "Is she stepping on me if I rush to serve as her boat?"

Ma Kai was stunned for two seconds before he understood what Mr. Song meant.

Tsk, this is angry.

Seeing Shen He got into a taxi, Ma Kai muttered, "They have taxis, so there's no need to take a boat."

Song Jingcheng threw a cold knife at him, and Ma Kai immediately became quiet.