Half an hour later, Jiang Yanci lay back on the bed; the time showed 11 p.m.

Many of the unread messages were from Ruan Yang.

He dialed back.

The other party answered immediately.

The young girl had just taken a bath and was lying on his dark bed with only a dim yellow nightlight on. Her white, paint-like skin was bathed in the dim light, giving off a hazy, warm tone.

I thought she would scold me for hanging up the phone.

Jiang Yanci was still on the verge of explaining when his younger sister looked at him with bright, sparkling eyes and a soft voice.

"Brother, can we go to sleep now?"

*

Ruan Yang slept soundly through the night.

When I opened my eyes again and saw the phone still lit up, I was a little confused.

Seeing Jiang Yanci having breakfast at the hotel across from her, she remembered that she had only been able to fall asleep peacefully after hearing her brother's even, shallow breathing last night.

On the screen, Jiang Yanci had his phone propped up to the side, his gaze not on it.

He had long, narrow eyebrows and eyes, which were clear and cold. When he was expressionless, he appeared even more aloof and distant, making people afraid to approach him.

Ruan Yang rubbed her eyes. "Brother, what time is it?"

My voice was a little hoarse when I first woke up, like a child who had secretly eaten spicy snacks.

Jiang Yanci lifted his thin eyelids. "Awake?"

Ruan Yang paused, her breath catching in her throat.

Even after looking at her older brother's face for a long time, she often felt amazed.

The Jiang family members are all good-looking, and Jiang Zhuo is like a passionate and free wind.

Whenever Ruan Yang reached out to feel the wind, it would pass right through her fingertips and never stay for her.

The eldest brother is like a cold and unassuming mountain.

No matter when she looked up, he was there.

"Is my brother coming home tonight?"

"uncertain."

"……oh."

Ruan Yang was a little disappointed. She sat up in bed, her nightgown straps hanging to one side, her soft black hair scattered over her shoulders, making her skin look even whiter and more delicate.

"Yan Ci, you're here."

In the executive lounge, a male voice rang out from behind Jiang Yanci.

Jiang Yanci calmly covered the screen and said to Ruan Yang, "I'll hang up now, go wash up."

"good……"

Before Ruan Yang could respond, the call was disconnected.

She vaguely heard the male voice say again, "Why did you hang up? I wanted to say hello to my sister."

It sounds very familiar.

But Ruan Yang was certain that she did not know any of her brother's friends.

Unlike Jiang Zhuo, her older brother never took her to parties with his male friends, and even when his friends came to his house, he would only do so when she wasn't there.

……

There was a morning assembly at school today, and Ruan Yang arrived early.

As soon as she stepped into the lobby on the first floor, she received a phone call.

After answering the call, she saw a delivery guy carrying a large bouquet of 999 pink roses walking towards her.

"You must be Nian Nian's teacher. These are roses from Mr. Huo."

Ruan Yang was taken aback. "Me?"

"Isn't this my favorite Juliet?"

A sweet female voice rang out from the doorway.

Ruan Yang turned around and saw Qiao Wei, with several colleagues behind her.

Qiao Wei saw the roses and asked with a smile, "Teacher Ruan, are these the flowers you received? They're so beautiful! This variety must be very expensive!"

Ruan Yang was about to shake his head.

Qiao Wei pulled out the greeting card from the flower.

The greeting card had words on it that read: Good morning, Teacher Little Rose, your favorite Juliet.

Colleagues started discussing it:

"Oh, isn't Weiwei's WeChat name 'Little Rose'?"

"Yes, Vivi just said that this is her favorite variety of rose."

"These flowers aren't cheap. Did Nian Nian's brother send them to her?"

Amidst the commotion, Qiao Wei blushed.

She walked up to the deliveryman in her high heels and smiled, "Excuse me, Ms. Ruan, could you please move aside?"

Ruan Yang took a few steps back to make way for Qiao Wei.

Qiao Wei smoothed her hair and complained sweetly, "Sigh, I told you not to let him deliver it. It's so high-profile, it's not good... Give it to me."

The deliveryman hesitated, "Sorry, these flowers don't seem to be for you... Let me call the buyer to confirm."

As soon as the call connected, Qiao Wei snatched the phone, her voice sweet and coquettish.

"Brother Shen, the delivery guy said the flowers weren't for me. So, who are they for?"

Huo Shen: "Of course it's a gift for you."

After complaining for a while, the deliveryman smiled apologetically and handed the flowers to Qiao Wei.

"I'm sorry, miss, I made a mistake. I wish you and your boyfriend a long and happy life together."

Qiao Wei blushed.

Before the flower delivery guy left, a woman in a business suit arrived, carrying an orange Hermes bag.

"May I ask who Ms. Little Rose is? This is the gift Mr. Huo chose for you."

"Teacher Little Rose is here!"

Her colleagues started commotion and pushed Qiao Wei out.

The saleswoman smiled and stepped forward, handing over the bag.

"Madam, this is our new Hermès design, and there's only one available in China right now. Mr. Huo contacted us last night and asked us to deliver it to you as soon as possible today."

My colleagues are all making a fuss.

Qiao Wei, with her calm and composed demeanor, complained softly, "A bag is for carrying things. I have to tell him that he can't give such expensive things as gifts next time."

Colleagues gathered around out of curiosity.

"Weiwei, quickly show us what this bag, which is the only one of its kind in China, looks like!"

Qiao Wei smiled helplessly, "Look at you all... Fine, let's take a look."

Outside the crowd, Ruan Yang didn't join in the fun and quietly went upstairs with her bag.

But after walking only a few steps, someone suddenly spoke up.

"Hey, this bag...it's exactly the same as Ruan Yang's."

Ruan Yang paused in his steps.

She turned around and saw the Hermes bag that Qiao Wei was carefully holding, which was exactly the same as the bag she was carrying on her shoulder.

Ruan Yang was also a little surprised.

This is a gift that Jiang Yanci brought her when he returned to China last time.

She didn't know the bag was a limited edition; she thought she had just bought it at the airport.

If she had known, she definitely wouldn't have brought it to school.

The crowd fell silent for a moment.

After a moment, Qiao Wei forced a smile.

"Yangyang, I'm sorry, if I had known you were carrying a high-quality counterfeit, I wouldn't have opened the gift Shen Ge gave me in public. How about this, what do you want to eat for lunch? It's my treat."

Ruan Yang was quite unhappy.

This bag was a gift from her brother, how could it be fake?

Even if my brother was scammed and bought a fake, it's still a real bag because he paid real money!

However, Qiao Wei is, after all, a member of the main character group.

Ruan Yang chose to back down and avoid direct confrontation, saying, "Okay. I'll go upstairs to prepare for class."

Just then, the vice principal arrived.

After hearing the whole story, he disapproved, saying, "Teacher Ruan, how could you use a counterfeit? If the students' parents see this, it will damage our school's reputation! Throw this bag away right now."

Is there a second level?

Ruan Yang naturally refused, cautiously hiding the bag behind her back. "Who said this is fake?"

The vice principal said, "The hardware on your bag is completely different from Vivi's; it's obviously a fake!"

As he spoke, he reached out to grab it.

Ruan Yang didn't care about whether the female supporting character was vicious or not.

All she knew was that it was a gift from her brother.

Even if she really went to Africa, she wouldn't throw away this bag.

Ruan Yang hardened her stance, "Vice Principal, this bag was a gift from someone. Whether it's real or fake, you have no right to handle my personal belongings."

The vice principal clicked his tongue. "Everyone carrying a fake bag claims it was a gift! I think it's clearly your own vanity and materialism! Ruan Yang, your behavior has seriously damaged the reputation of Xingcan. As the vice principal, I have the right to dismiss you."

Going to work is already annoying enough.

I also encountered an idiot boss.

Ruan Yang's temper flared up as well.

She could quit a permanent job in a theater troupe, let alone a teacher at a training institution.

The words "If I don't want to do it, I don't want to do it" were on his lips.

Then the saleswoman spoke up.

"This lady's bag is genuine; it's a unique, collector's edition."

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