If You Don't Accept the Confession, Why Are You Crying When I Change My Mind?

Chapter 169 The little rich woman is actually saving her dowry (please book all!!!)

the next morning.

A crackling sound woke up the sleeping Jiang Zhou.

At that time, a strong wind blew up outside the window, and the rain suddenly poured down.

The windows that were open were rattled.

Bean-sized raindrops smashed against the glass.

Jiang Zhou quickly jumped out of bed and closed the window, while he glanced at the dark sky.

Good guy, like going to make a goblin.

When Zhu Bajie went to Gaolaozhuang, it was probably not so scary.

"Lazy people, get up, there is class in the morning!"

Jiang Zhou called the three of them up and went out with an umbrella.

Although the wind on the flat ground is not as strong as heard in the dormitory.

But walking with an umbrella is also exhausting.

Jiang Zhou carried the wind all the way to the downstairs of the girls' dormitory of the School of Finance and Economics.

At that time, there were several girls with umbrellas standing in front of the building.

Because the wind was too strong, there was a little hesitation before taking a step.

One of them lit up when he saw Jiang Zhou, but hesitated for a long time without speaking.

"Monitor, are you going to class?"

Jiang Zhou walked over and greeted her naturally.

Qu Xiaoya bit her lip: "Yes, are you here to pick up Feng?"

Jiang Zhou nodded and squeezed into the building door: "she gave me the umbrella last time. If I don't pick her up, she won't be able to go to the classroom."

"Are you in a relationship?"

"No, that dead girl 827 hasn't let go yet."

Qu Xiaoya's eyelashes trembled: "It seems that you really like her, and you can hold on for so long."

Jiang Zhou was slightly taken aback: "If you like someone, you can't use the word persistence."

"Is it?"

"Like is not painful, how can it be called persistence?"

"But a crush is painful, isn't it?"

Before Jiang Zhou could answer, Feng Siruo went downstairs.

She was wearing a grey hoodie and white sneakers today.

Two small hands tucked into their sleeves, watery eyes looking around.

As soon as she saw Jiang Zhou, she immediately felt relieved and waved her little hand.

"Is it cold?"

Feng Siruo shook his head: "Fortunately, I can persevere."

Jiang Zhou smiled slightly: "Yes, only painful things can be used to persevere."

"Um?"

"It's okay, let's go."

Jiang Zhou took her hand and quickly left the dormitory building with an umbrella.

At that time, Qu Xiaoya's eyes were lowered.

She has seen so many couples, but she still thinks these two are the right one.

Especially in the hot spring town, after Feng Siruo said she liked Jiang Zhou the most.

In fact, she is not so persistent about her feelings.

Just seeing it suddenly makes me feel envious.

………………

When I came to the classroom, there were not many people sitting in it.

Jiang Zhou hung the umbrella on the radiator and pulled out a towel from his bag.

Then he wrapped Feng Siruo's little head and wiped her.

"Would you rather be exposed to the rain than to drill into my arms?"

"don't want!"

"The umbrella is too small, the front leaks and the back leaks, remember to buy a bigger one next time."

Feng Siruo shook his hair and nodded.

In fact, she has never held an umbrella with anyone else.

Even Ding Yue is fighting each other.

So the small umbrella is completely enough for her.

How could she know that someone has to be her boyfriend.

Of course, she didn't expect that she would be so dependent on a person.

"By the way, what about the sand sculpture Ding Yue?"

Feng Siruo raised her face: "I said you came to pick me up, but she didn't come with me."

Jiang Zhou couldn't help his eyes light up: "This sand sculpture also had some enlightenment, and finally it's not a light bulb."

"She's afraid that you will eat rice."

"Don't you just spend more than a month, I will have money next month, whatever she eats, I will take care of you for four years!"

Feng Siruo lowered his head and hesitated: "I want to work part-time."

Jiang Zhou pinched her face: "Don't talk about it, I'm not that poor yet."

"It's not for you, it's to save up."

"What the hell are you saving for?"

Feng Siruo's eyes flickered: "Save and play."

Jiang Zhou pondered for a while: "Then, when I make money, I will save some of it for you to play with."

"no……"

"In short, don't talk about the part-time job in the future, I don't accept it."

Feng Siruo snorted twice: "Then I'll go secretly."

Jiang Zhou raised his eyebrows: "give me a reason, convince me, and I will promise to let you go."

"Well……"

Feng Siruo didn't want to tell him about the 100 billion dowry.

She was afraid that Jiang Zhou would not like her anymore.

"There is no reason."

"You can't go without a reason."

"What about making up a reason?"

Jiang Zhou thought about it for a while: "Maybe I believe it if it's good, but if it's bad, I'll be beaten."

Feng Siruo hissed, feeling that he should not make it up.

She can't even speak, so how could she lie to Jiang Zhou.

At the same time, Jiang Zhou looked at her lost expression, feeling slightly puzzled in his heart.

In fact, Feng Siruo had the idea of ​​saving money since the winter vacation.

But he never took it seriously.

Now it seems that her desire is particularly strong.

Jiang Zhou didn't continue to ask, and planned to torture Ding Yue later to see if he could ask something.

Soon, the people who came to the class came one after another.

Ding Yue was sitting next to Feng Siruo as usual.

As a result, before the butt was hot, Jiang Zhou was pulled to the corridor.

At this moment, Ding Yue was terrified and covered her pocket tightly.

"You... don't squeeze me anymore, my meal card has no balance!"

"Who rubbed your food, let me ask you, why does Feng Siruo save money?"

Ding Yue was slightly taken aback: "Don't you know?"

Jiang Zhou frowned, thinking that there was an inside story: "If I knew, would I still ask you?"

"Then I can't say that if Feng Siruo doesn't tell you, then she must have her own reasons."

Jiang Zhou touched his pocket and took out a hundred-yuan bill: "Come on, in front of grandpa, say you will never tell me."

Ding Yue's moved tears flowed from the corners of her mouth: "Give it to me!"

"Then you say or not?"

"Say, but I'm not for the money, I'm for the respected grandpa!"

Jiang Zhou sneered, a financial fan can say it so fresh and refined.

Zhennima is a good actor in China.

Ding Yue put away the money: "Actually, Feng Siruo is saving money because of you."

Jiang Zhou frowned slightly: "Because of me?"

"Well, Si Ruo's father said that unless you have a net worth of 100 billion, he will not marry Si Ruo to you."

"Damn, 100 billion? Is this old man crazy about money?"

Ding Yue shrugged: "Anyway, Feng Siruo agreed and plans to save 100 billion dowry for you."

Jiang Zhou was silent for a while: "You mean that she saves herself a dowry by living frugally?"

"Yes, although she didn't promise to be your girlfriend, she really wants to marry you."

"Is that so..."

Jiang Zhou turned his head and looked through the door frame.

At this time, Feng Siruo was looking at them stupidly, with a dazed expression.

"Actually, 100 billion is not impossible..."

Ding Yue's eyes widened: "Don't do anything illegal, Feng Siruo will be sad!"

Jiang Zhou looked at her: "I'm guilty of your sister, invite Feng Siruo and me to eat for heaven later."

"Damn, it costs more than a hundred for a meal, are you crazy? I have no money!"

"Fart, I just gave you a hundred and watched you put it in your pocket!"

Ding Yue was startled: "I didn't make a penny from co-authoring, and you even set up a secret?!"

Jiang Zhou smiled: "Remember to order some of my favorite food.".