Jin Bianjiang smiled politely: "Yangyang likes to practice self-defense. I can introduce my cousin. He is the champion of the Shanghai Sanda team."
Yan Yangyang's eyes suddenly lit up, and he slapped Jin Bianjiang hard on the back: "Senior brother, your cousin is my cousin. When will I invite my cousin to dinner?"
Ning Yuan looked at Jin Bianjiang being slapped so hard that the corners of his lips twitched visibly, but she nodded calmly: "Okay."
Ning Yuan shook her head secretly, tut, senior brother is really willing to go all out to pursue Yan Yangyang.
I'm afraid I'll be beaten a lot behind this!
Of course, she also secretly conveyed some information about her roommates to her senior brother.
The three of them were talking when Ning Yuan suddenly heard a familiar sharp female voice coming from behind: "Little sister!"
As soon as Ning Yuan turned her head, she saw a familiar figure standing not far behind her.
Ning Jinyun and Ning Zhuliu were standing downstairs in the girls' dormitory with large and small bags on their backs.
Ning Yuan froze there, her heart suddenly turned cold, but she was still found...
A strange panic and boundless annoyance suddenly seized her, as if she had been seized by the fate of her previous life.
Ning Yuan's face was expressionless, Yan Yangyang looked at the two middle-aged men and women in confusion, and then looked at Ning Yuan.
Jin Bianjiang, on the other hand, looked thoughtfully at Ning Yuan, who had a strange expression: "Do you know them, junior sister? Do you need to call the security department?"
The matter of going back to the family hospital was brought to the police station. He had heard about it, and he was afraid that someone would trouble Ning Yuan because of jealousy.
Jin Bianjiang's words seemed to make Ning Jinyun angry. She dragged her luggage over and said with a stern face: "Ning Yuan, are you really going to call the people from the security department to drive us away? We are your parents!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Jin Bianjiang and Yan Yangyang were stunned for a moment.
They and their classmates all remembered that Ning Yuan was a child without parents who went to the countryside and was adopted by an old professor at the school.
But even Yan Yangyang, who had always been carefree, didn't immediately ask Ning Yuan what was going on, but just looked at her suspiciously.
Ning Yuan closed her eyes and said calmly: "They are my adoptive father and mother."
This time, Ning Jinyun didn't make a fuss like he did in the countryside, insisting that he was her biological parents.
Ning Jinyun just looked at her with a sad face: "I know you have been admitted to university, but you don't want to recognize us. It's us ordinary workers who are not worthy of Fuda students."
She suddenly pushed the oranges and a handkerchief in her hand into Ning Yuan's hand, and said in a trembling voice——
"But after using our whole family to support you for so many years, your father and I are still worried that you won't be able to adapt to Shanghai alone. Come and see you and then go. Take it."
Ning Jinyun took advantage of the moment when Ning Yuan didn't react and let go.
The handkerchief bag fell to the ground, and out came a pile of scattered pieces of yuan and cents, which always seemed to be dozens of yuan.
Ning Jinyun immediately knelt down and picked it up: "I'm sorry, little sister... Mom didn't pick it up properly."
Ning Yuan stood there without moving. Compared with Ning Jinyun, who had tears in her eyes and was picking up change on the floor, she looked cold and heartless.
This was originally the time for dinner. Students were coming and going around, and all of a sudden this——
I can see the scene of "arrogantly raising a daughter to go to college, but not accepting hardship to support her parents".
Suddenly, everyone cast a cold and disgusted look at Ning Yuan. How could Fuda have such a student with such bad moral character?
Ning Yuan could vaguely see a building not far away from the corner of her eye. A senior student in the journalism department dormitory took out the school's camera and pointed it in their direction.
These days, there are scumbags in our school. How could students with a sense of justice miss the opportunity to criticize and warn?
With trembling hands, Ning Jinyun handed the newly picked up handkerchief to Ning Yuan.
She completely looks like an adoptive mother who loves her children deeply but is rejected and abandoned by her children.
Ning Yuan lowered her eyes and looked at the scattered money in front of her. It was at least Ning Jinyun's monthly salary.
This was the most money Ning Jinyun had ever handed her in her two lifetimes.
But if her guess is correct, there will be an article in the next issue of the school newspaper criticizing the fact that there is a bourgeois freshman like her in Fuda who only cares about money and does not recognize her relatives. Is this a loss of humanity or a lack of morality?
Ning Yuan raised her head and looked at Ning Jinyun expressionlessly. Her adoptive mother had made progress.
Ning Jinyun was no longer the same little bitch who always called herself a bitch, liked to twist her flesh, and occasionally slapped her with a clothes hanger.
Ning Yuan suddenly raised her hand and knocked out the money in Ning Jinyun's handkerchief with a slap.
Coins and scattered old bills fell all over the floor.
Ning Yuan heard everyone's dissatisfied whispers, and also heard the click of the camera shutter to capture this scene.
Ning Yuan looked at Ning Jinyun's stunned face and said coldly: "Mom, whose money did you collect this time? Last time you wanted to sell me to an old man who beat his three wives to death. Help your biological son find a job!"
"Who are you going to sell me to this time? In exchange for a dowry for your own daughter, or in exchange for a job?"
Ning Jinyun's face froze. How could this little bitch guess so accurately? She immediately retorted subconsciously: "You... are talking nonsense. Director Ge's son didn't kill three people, only two..."
Ning Yuan interrupted her neatly: "Kill two people to death, right?"
It’s nonsense, who wouldn’t? And looking at Ning Jinyun's face, even if she didn't completely miss her guess, she was still close.
The last time I saw Director Ge, I knew something was going to happen.
Ning Yuan felt very cold and wanted to sneer, but she lowered her eyes and felt depressed.
This reversal caused the expressions of the surrounding students to change instantly!
This is not the case of Pan Gaozhi's adopted daughter abandoning her hard-working adoptive father and daughter. It is clearly the feudal oppression of the adoptive parents using the child bride in exchange for money and jobs!
Ning Jinyun wanted to refute.
Ning Yuan listened to the click of the shutter and poked the bruised area on her ribs. Then she raised her eyes, her bright eyes filled with tears.
"Growing up, I picked up leftovers from your biological children. I don't complain because I am not my biological child."
"You didn't let me go to school and asked me to jump in for your daughter when she went to the countryside. I agreed."
"When I was jumping in line, Grandpa Tang took pity on me, supported me, and helped me get into college...but you tried to sell me out again and again. What did you do before you let me live, Mom?"
Ning Yuan's voice was louder and louder than the last one, and the last one she called "Mom" was repeated thousands of times, feeling helpless, painful, and confused.
Because that was her only sincere emotion.
There were already female classmates around who couldn't help but have red circles in their eyes.
Yan Yangyang couldn't help but stepped forward and pulled Ning Yuan behind him, glaring at Ning Jinyun——
"The Qing Dynasty has long since died. You are her adoptive mother, but she is not your slave or servant. You are not qualified to be her master!"
"Human trafficking and forced marriage are both illegal. I hope this lady will think about it." Jin Bianjiang also stepped forward and stood beside Ning Yuan, coldly using his legal expertise.
Not to mention that the female college students who had gathered around looked at him angrily.
Ning Jinyun couldn't argue, and finally couldn't help but curse: "Ning Yuan, you bitch..."
"Pah!" Before she could say anything, Ning Zhuliu slapped her face, silencing her.
Ning Zhuliu glared at Ning Jinyun with a look of sadness and hatred: "Shut up, look at how you have misunderstood your children with your sharp mouth and your heart!"
Ning Yuan looked at her adoptive father Ning Zhuliu. He had the usual dumb and honest look just now. He didn't seem to know what to say, so he just looked at him.
But now, Ning Jinyun is at a disadvantage and is about to reveal his true colors.
He came up and beat Ning Jinyun. This was the first time that her adoptive father had beaten Ning Jinyun for her.
But Ning Yuan had a strange feeling in her heart when she saw Ning Zhuliu for the first time.
Dad, is it really for her?
