After the marriage, the charming educated youth is eye-catching

Although Jiang Shen really liked the two children, they had no blood relationship after all. He couldn't take advantage of their love to bother them and take advantage of them.

Along the way, Zhong Niannian kept chattering to Jiang Shen about some interesting things that happened at school.

Ever since the last fight, all the teachers and students in the school have been very friendly to Zhong Niannian and her siblings.

Many classmates fawned over them, and no one called them wild children without fathers anymore.

Principal Gao Jingshan did not dare to offend Jiang Shen, and even expelled his sister Gao Tinglan directly.

He knew that with Gao Tinglan's personality, how could she bow her head and apologize to the two children?

Jiang Shen was somewhat dissatisfied with the way he handled the matter, so he gave the order directly, making it impossible for Gao Tinglan to find another job.

Obviously, everyone would be willing to sell his face.

Gao Tinglan can only rely on her parents at home now, and it has even directly affected her reputation.

Who would be willing to marry such a granddaughter-in-law?

After sending the child to school, Zhong Xueyuan hesitated and decided to take a ride, otherwise she would be late if she just walked.

Just as she was about to open the back door, a man's cold voice came from behind her, "Do you think I'm your driver?"

Zhong Xueyuan paused, "I don't have any."

After she finished speaking, she opened the passenger door without hesitation and bent down to sit in.

Jiang Shen raised the corners of his lips slightly, and a hint of success flashed across his eyes.

Zhong Xueyuan sat in the passenger seat, her back stiffly straight, her hands folded in her lap, her eyes staring nervously ahead.

She didn't even dare to glance at Jiang Shen.

Jiang Shen started the car, and the roar of the engine made Zhong Xueyuan subconsciously tighten the backpack strap on her knees.

Driving all the way to the military region, Zhong Xueyuan thought about applying to go abroad. After hesitating for a long time, she finally spoke up.

"Commander Jiang... Commander Jiang, could you please do me a favor?"

After saying this, she twisted the corners of her clothes nervously, her eyes fixed on her knees, fearing that she would get a negative answer from him.

It was rare for Jiang Shen to hear her ask for help in person.

He thought that all these things were only agreed to be helped because his mother asked him to do so, and of course it was also for the sake of the two children.

He thought Zhong Xueyuan would never take the initiative to seek help from him.

Jiang Shen tapped the steering wheel with his fingertips. Glancing at the woman's cautious look, he felt a little impatient. "Are you afraid of me?"

"Ah?" Zhong Xueyuan looked up at him in surprise. The moment her eyes met his, she quickly looked away. "No... I'm not afraid of you."

"Then why are you nervous?"

Jiang Shen’s words hit the nail on the head.

Zhong Xueyuan's voice trembled as she stammered, "I...I'm just afraid of being rejected by you."

Her reason actually left him speechless.

But Jiang Shen felt that this was not the real reason for her nervousness.

"In your eyes, am I a cold-blooded and unkind person?"

Jiang Shen continued to ask.

Zhong Xueyuan suddenly felt a little regretful, "No, no, can you just pretend that I didn't say anything?" This was just like trying to cover up one's own mistake.

Jiang Shen's temples were throbbing, veins popped out on his hands gripping the steering wheel, and his face was terribly gloomy.

"Chi la——"

He slammed on the brakes, and the tires made a harsh friction sound against the ground.

The car body shook violently, and Zhong Xueyuan was caught off guard. Her forehead hit the dashboard hard. She gasped in pain and her eyes were instantly filled with tears.

Jiang Shen's heart suddenly tightened, and all his anger disappeared the moment he saw her injured.

He frantically leaned forward to check Zhong Xueyuan's injuries, his voice filled with panic and self-blame that was hard to conceal. "How is it? Does it hurt a lot? It's my fault... I'm sorry."

Zhong Xueyuan's forehead was already red and swollen. She bit her lower lip, tears glistening in her eyes. She felt the pain from the injury and regret for what she had just said.

"Commander Jiang, I'll go to the art troupe by myself, so I won't bother you."

There was a hint of hardness in her voice, and with unquestionable stubbornness, she opened the car door and jumped out.

"Zhong Xueyuan!"

Jiang Shen became anxious and ran out of the car.

But Zhong Xueyuan didn't even look back. She walked forward with big strides, and her ponytail swayed from side to side with her steps.

Jiang Shen chased after her and grabbed her elbow, "I'll take you to the hospital to check your wound."

"No need."

Zhong Xueyuan stubbornly shook off his outstretched hand, turned around and continued walking forward, the pain from the forehead injury intertwined with the grievance in her heart.

She felt that she shouldn't have said that.

People had no obligation to help her, it was just that she had caused them too much trouble these days.

It was also her who failed to hold the border.

Zhong Xueyuan staggered, and Jiang Shen looked at her staggering back. His heart suddenly sank, and all his rationality collapsed in an instant.

He rushed forward a few steps, stretched out his long arms, and picked up Zhong Xueyuan by the waist.

"Ah!" Zhong Xueyuan screamed, "Let me go! I won't go to the hospital!"

"Jiang Shen, did you hear me? Let me go!"

This was the first time she called him by his full name, and her voice was filled with tears.

For some reason, he felt an inexplicable throbbing in his heart.

Perhaps it was because this was the real her, she would truly vent her emotions to him instead of keeping him at a distance forever.

Jiang Shen said nothing, held her tightly in his arms, and strode towards the jeep.

After placing Zhong Xueyuan in the passenger seat, Jiang Shen quickly walked around to the driver's seat and started the car.

Zhong Xueyuan curled up in her seat, tears still lingering on her cheeks. She turned her face away angrily, unwilling to look at him.

The atmosphere in the car was so depressing that it was suffocating. Jiang Shen pursed his lips and didn't know how to comfort people.

He even felt annoyed that things had suddenly turned out like this.

After a long while, he licked his dry lips and said in a hoarse and apologetic voice, "I'm sorry, it's my fault. Please don't cry."

Zhong Xueyuan bit her lower lip and did not respond, but the grievance in her heart dissipated a little with this apology.

It wasn't his fault in the first place.

Soon, the car arrived at the hospital entrance.

Jiang Shen hurriedly got out of the car, opened the door on Zhong Xueyuan's side, and picked her up again.

Zhong Xueyuan lay in his arms, feeling his rapid breathing and strong heartbeat, and her body, which had been resisting, gradually relaxed.

While walking through the hospital corridor, Zhong Xueyuan secretly raised her eyes and looked at the man with a frown on his face. It seemed that a warm current surged into her heart, and an indescribable sour feeling made her feel a little helpless.

The smell of disinfectant filled the diagnosis room.

Zhong Xueyuan was sitting on the hospital bed, and Jiang Shen was waiting outside the door.

The nurse took a cotton swab, dipped it in the medicine, and gently treated her wound.

Glancing at the man outside the door, she couldn't help but jokingly said, "Your lover is too nervous. It's just some minor bruises. But it's rare to find such a considerate man. He's also handsome. The two of you standing together are really a perfect match!"

Zhong Xueyuan blushed instantly, shaking her head like a rattle, "No, no, you misunderstood. He is not my husband. We... are just neighbors."

The nurse's hands kept moving, and her smile grew wider. "How can a neighbor be this nervous? I've worked here for so many years, and I've seen all kinds of people, but I've never seen a neighbor so anxious for another person that their eyes turned red."

As she spoke, she lowered her head and blew on Zhong Xueyuan's wound, and continued to tease: "Little girl, don't be shy. You'd better seize such a good comrade!"

Zhong Xueyuan was extremely anxious and wanted to drag Jiang Shen in to confront him face to face.

But if you really do that, it will seem too deliberate and exciting.

Jiang Shen outside the door also heard their conversation. He deliberately did not come in, just wanting to see Zhong Xueyuan's reaction.

Seeing that she didn't continue to refute in the end, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

Coming out of the diagnosis room, Jiang Shen immediately went to meet her. Seeing her wound had been treated, self-blame and guilt welled up in his eyes.

"Will this not disfigure me?"

Zhong Xueyuan's face was already flushed from the teasing of the nurse inside, and now she was being stared at by him, feeling a little uncomfortable and trying to move away.

She deliberately said, "If your face is disfigured, you're finished."

Jiang Shen chased after her and said, "I really didn't mean to do that. I was just too angry at the time. How about this, if this injury leaves you with any scars, I'll agree to any compensation you want."

The value of a flower in the art troupe.

If this is really because of him, then it is a serious sin.

Seeing his serious expression, Zhong Xueyuan couldn't help but laugh out loud, "It's not that exaggerated, it was just a bump."

Jiang Shen was relieved to see that she finally smiled, "Then I'll take you home to rest later."

"By the way, if you want any compensation, tell me when I get home tonight."

Zhong Xueyuan asked, "Aren't you afraid that I'll blackmail you?"

Jiang Shen's expression remained serious. "If you dare to blackmail me, I dare to be blackmailed by you."

He just hopes that Zhong Xueyuan will show her truest side in front of him.

There are too many people who want to get close to him and curry favor with him.

Only Zhong Xueyuan was always polite, afraid of troubling him, which made him feel really helpless sometimes.

Zhong Xueyuan smiled once again, a rare moment. "But, today's incident wasn't really your fault, so let's call it even."

"How do you think it's fair? You were injured because of me, so I should be responsible to the end."

Zhong Xueyuan waved her hand. "Really, it's not necessary. It's just a minor injury, and it's because I said something I shouldn't have said that you..."

Jiang Shen repeated his previous words again, "So in your eyes, am I a cold-blooded and unkind person?"

Meeting the man's fiery gaze, Zhong Xueyuan was momentarily stunned. She was stunned for a moment before replying, "No."

"Is this question difficult to answer?"

Jiang Shen frowned.

Not angry, but really depressed.

Zhong Xueyuan said seriously, "Because I'm thinking."

Jiang Shen felt a lump in his chest and was so uncomfortable that he finally gave up the argument.

"Come on, I'll take you back."

Before Zhong Xueyuan went home, she called the art troupe and asked for a day off. After learning that she was injured, the troupe leader asked her a few questions with concern.

After all, she is the 'pillar'.

Before Jiang Shen left, he left a message in a tone that brooked no argument, "Starting tomorrow, I'll take you to and from get off work as compensation."

Zhong Xueyuan opened her mouth, but the words she wanted to retort were stuck in her throat and she swallowed them back.

When she got home, her mother saw the wound on her forehead and was very worried. "What happened? How did you get hurt?"

Zhong Xueyuan replied casually, "I just bumped into it accidentally, it's nothing serious." "Really?"

Li Guixiang stared at her injuries carefully, "Are there any other injuries?"

Zhong Xueyuan nodded, "No, you can rest assured."

"Was it Comrade Xiao Jiang who just sent you back?" Li Guixiang asked a little gossipingly.

Zhong Xueyuan lowered her eyes and said, "Yeah."

"Your injury wasn't caused by him!"

In order to avoid unnecessary disputes, Zhong Xueyuan denied it and said, "It was my own carelessness. It has nothing to do with him."

Li Guixiang was a little skeptical, but without evidence, she couldn't expose her granddaughter. "Have you told him about your application to go abroad?"

Zhong Xueyuan took a deep breath and said, "Mom, let's forget about this matter. They have helped me enough. I don't want to trouble them every time something happens."

Li Guixiang knew her granddaughter's personality, so she didn't say much. "Then... if it really doesn't work out, I'll tell Pan'er and the others and let them take Siyu with them."

Going abroad is not an easy thing. Li Guixiang is old and can't help much.

So even though she was worried, she never thought about going abroad with him.

Zhong Xueyuan felt very unwilling in her heart. Siyu was her own flesh and blood, and she didn't want to miss such an important event.

Thinking of this, she decided to go and talk to the team leader in person tomorrow to have a good talk.

The next morning, after seeing a wound on her mother's forehead, Zhong Niannian took the initiative to help her wipe her face.

At this moment, someone knocked on the door, followed by Jiang Shen's deep voice: "I'll wait for you downstairs."

Zhong Niannian ran to open the door, but didn't see him. She turned around and looked at Zhong Xueyuan, "Mom, Uncle Jiang can take us out again today!"

Zhong Xueyuan waved her over and said, "Let's eat first."

Li Guixiang came out of the kitchen carrying pickles and heard Jiang Shen's voice. "You said he wasn't the one who injured you, otherwise why would he suddenly show his affection to you?"

Zhong Xueyuan pursed her lips and defended Jiang Shen, "He didn't do it on purpose. I was hurt because I didn't sit firmly."

Li Guixiang looked at her granddaughter meaningfully, as if she smelled something unusual.

Why does this tone sound a bit protective?

After breakfast, Zhong Xueyuan took her two children out. Downstairs, Jiang Shen was leaning against the car body, taking out a cigarette box.

Hearing footsteps behind him, he paused and put the cigarette box back.

"Uncle Jiang! Drive carefully! Safety first!"

Zhong Niannian started to remind him as soon as she saw him.

Jiang Shen could tell the little girl was trying to warn him, and immediately responded, "Okay, I'll definitely get you to school safely."

"OK!"

Zhong Niannian took her brother's hand and climbed into the back seat of the car.

Jiang Shen didn't rush to get in the car. He stared at Zhong Xueyuan and asked, "Is your wound better?"

Zhong Xueyuan nodded, "Much better."

Jiang Shen breathed a sigh of relief, "Remember to take the medicine on time, get in the car first."

Hearing his concern, Zhong Xueyuan was a little dazed. Jiang Shen had always been cold and distant before, giving people a sense of distance.

But the man in front of me seemed like a different person, becoming warmer.

Maybe it's because of guilt.

Zhong Xueyuan thought this as she leaned over and got into the car. After sending the two children to school, Jiang Shen looked at the woman in the rearview mirror and asked tentatively, "How about taking a day off? I can help you get some leave from the art troupe."

"No, I just hurt my forehead. It won't affect rehearsals. I have a performance next week and I can't miss it."

Zhong Xueyuan also attaches great importance to her career.

She really likes dancing.