Chapter 1: Are you sick?

  It was really a trivial matter for Tang Chong to counterattack a woman who tried to avenge her boyfriend with her weak strength or vent her anger. After the two classes in the afternoon, he and Hua Ming hurried to the third canteen. If they went late, they would have to line up.

  When he walked to the entrance of the cafeteria, he felt his phone vibrating in his pocket.

  His hand was thrust into the left pocket of his pants, and it was the phone inside that was vibrating.

  Tang Chong had two mobile phones in his pocket. One was an Apple phone bought by Bai Su for convenient contact, and the other was a Nokia previously used by Tang Xin.

  For some reason, Bai Su handed Tang Xin's mobile phone to Tang Chong as well. Perhaps she thought that since Tang Chong and Tang Xin were family, he was more qualified to take care of something that was not only a phone but also a private tool for modern people.

  Tang Xin's mobile phone only stored the phone numbers of about twenty people, which is really too few for a star. Not to mention compared with some big stars, even compared with ordinary people who have hundreds of phone numbers stored, it's far behind. From this, we can see how simple and simple her daily life circle is.

  Sometimes, there are people who don't know the truth calling or sending messages to ask about him, but Tang Zhong ignores them all. Because he knows that if there's a job invitation or any other important matter, they will contact Bai Su.

  He put his mobile phone on vibration mode, so he could know who was calling or sending messages without disturbing his life.

  Now it was Tang Xin's phone that was vibrating.

  He took out his mobile phone and glanced at the incoming call display, which was an unfamiliar number, a row of numbers without a saved name. Tang Zhong hung up the phone without hesitation.

  Before he could even put it in his pocket, his phone vibrated again.

  It's still the same number. Tang Chong hung up on her again.

  This time. The phone didn't vibrate again.

  Hua Ming saw for the first time that Tang Chong had another mobile phone in his hand, and asked strangely: "Second, why do you use so many mobile phones? Is this Nokia new?"

  "No. A friend's. Temporarily kept here for safekeeping. I'm not convenient to answer her phone." Tang Chong said with a smile. He didn't want to lie to his friend, but some things were hard to explain clearly.

  What kind of sensation would it cause if Hua Ming or others at school were to find out that she was impersonating Tang Xin?

  "Haha, I've only heard that married men and bosses with mistresses have two phones. I didn't expect you to be enjoying such treatment at a young age - are you using the two phones to contact several women? High, really high. The Iron Tower of Ming Pearl is so tall." As expected, Hua Ming did not believe Tang Chong's explanation and began to exercise his powerful imagination to construct the true appearance of the story.

  "You've guessed it all." Tang Chong said with a smile. He indeed used these two mobile phones to contact different people.

  He even had two lives as a person.

  "I'm speechless." Tang Chong spoke the truth, and Hua Ming started wailing again. "Second Brother, you're not handsome and don't have money, besides being able to fight what else do you have? How can so many women like you?"

  "Integrity." Tang Chong said with a smile.

  Walking to the second window of the cafeteria, I hadn't even had time to order when the phone in my pocket vibrated again.

  He took out his mobile phone and glanced at it, but it wasn't a call, just a text message.

  He opened the message and found only nine Chinese characters: Tang Chong is waiting for you at the school gate.

  Nine characters in one breath, without any punctuation marks in between or at the end.

  Tang Chong hesitated for a few seconds, then said to Hua Ming, who was sticking his big head into the glass window to order: "You eat first. I'm going out for a bit."

  "Haha." Hua Ming smiled with a sly face and said: "Go ahead, go ahead. Do you want me to leave the door open for you tonight?"

  So Tang Zhong kicked him in the butt.

  Although Nanda is not an art school like the Mingzhu Music Academy or the Fine Arts Academy, it's now afternoon dismissal time and there are still many cars waiting at the school gate for those young and beautiful girls.

  There are biological fathers and adoptive fathers.

  As long as those girls nodded, they could get into these cars to have a big meal, drink foreign wine, buy beautiful clothes or jewelry. In return, they would lower their heads and lick the crotch of these middle-aged uncles or old grandfathers who could be their fathers or grandfathers.

  Older men and younger women, this is currently popular.

  There were too many vehicles, and the text message came from an anonymous number. Tang Chong stood at the entrance and looked around for a few laps, but he didn't know where the person who made the appointment with him was. What's even stranger is that the person who actively asked him out didn't show up either.

  However, a woman's sharp and vicious curse came from just ahead, attracting the attention of many onlookers.

  "What's wrong? You're not convinced by my scolding? Look at the wrinkles on your face, you must be at least 80 years old! At such an advanced age, why aren't you staying home and pretending to be dead to gain sympathy instead of running around trying to pick up chicks like others?"

  "What era is this now? Now it's all about the new rich, still inlaid with gold teeth and wearing gold chains - do you know or not that you're very tacky? Do you know or not that you're really very tacky? Don't know? Come on, come on, take a look at your own face in my car's rearview mirror - smile. Right. Smile happily and show off your big gold teeth. Want to vomit? Want to vomit?"

  When the woman spoke, the onlookers burst out laughing, and even Tang Chong couldn't help but laugh.

  She was a fashionable and beautiful woman, wearing a white blouse with an unconventional style on top, and only matching it with a bright yellow hot pants on the bottom. Without stockings, her long and straight legs were exposed nakedly in the air.

  In such cold weather, women who dare to show their thighs are either demons or monsters.

  On his feet was a pair of worn-out traveling boots, which looked like they had been on many long journeys.

  Her curly auburn hair fell loosely on her shoulders, adding a touch of mature charm to her.

  This is a woman who perfectly combines wildness and charm, no wonder even the elderly with 'no one hundred also eighty' can't control their emotions and come to flirt.

  Tang Chong looked back and saw that the woman was pulling a short, fat man towards the rearview mirror of her Land Rover Discovery. The man's face was like pig liver, struggling desperately, but the woman grabbed his tie and he couldn't escape.

  "And what's wrong with you, why did you come to flirt with me? Look at my dignified face, look at my beautiful face, and look at my devilish figure - go die, pervert. I let you take a look and you really took a look. You're old enough to be my father, how dare you come to seduce me? Aren't you ashamed? Won't you feel guilty when you see your daughter?"

  "Sister, I was wrong-"

  "Blind your dog's eyes, who are you calling sister?"

  "Miss -----"

  "Your mom is the young lady."

  "Madam----"

  "Spit on your face! I'm not married yet, what makes you call me 'wife'?"

  The short and stout man couldn't say another word, and cried in frustration.

  The woman finally loosened his tie and said disdainfully, "With your bear-like appearance, you still have the nerve to come out and flirt with girls. Which girl would be scared of a dog's eyes and run to follow you? Nowadays, even mistresses are so unambitious and lacking in taste?"

  When the woman said that, a delicate girl standing not far away seemed to have been slapped hard and quickly retreated behind the crowd.

  She took out a bottle of mineral water from the car window to wash her hands, as if grabbing that fat guy's tie had dirtied her hands, and scolded: "Get out. Don't be an eyesore in front of me. I still have to pretend to be a lady."

  The short and fat man hurriedly escaped, and the girl who was hiding in the crowd also quietly followed him.

  Tang Chong looked and shook his head.

  The woman wiped her hands with a paper towel after washing them and pulled out from the car.

  She pulled the rearview mirror out again, then leaned back and smoothed her hair in front of it, adjusted her collar, applied lipstick, puffed out her cheeks and smiled with narrowed eyes, shaking her head from side to side.

  She clenched her fists and felt that she was so beautiful that it was bursting.

  Then she adjusted the rearview mirror and scanned around with her eyes.

  Look left, look right.

  Her gaze swept across Tang Zhong's face and then shifted back again.

  "Come over." Her face wore a warm and gentle smile as she beckoned in the direction where Tang Chong was.

  Tang Zhong was taken aback.

  Is she just going to see her own people?

  Tang Chong turned around and found that several men were looking at the woman with a puzzled and slightly excited expression.

  Obviously, they were also unclear who this fairy was calling.

  "Too heavy." The woman cried out.

  It's really about finding your own. Now this is correct.

  Tang Chong's mind was a complete muddle as he still walked towards this fierce woman.

  Tang Chong stood in front of the woman, his face cautious as he sized her up and asked, "What brings you to me?"

  "Yes." The woman blinked and smiled sweetly. "Didn't disturb you, did I?"

  Her voice was soft and gentle, her words were pleasant to hear, if Tang Chong hadn't come out a few minutes earlier and seen the woman's behavior just now, he would have thought she was a noble lady who didn't smile or speak loudly.

  But her disguise is futile now ----- Tang Chong's mind is filled with the scene of her pulling someone's tie, bringing their face to the rearview mirror, laughing and showing off her gold teeth, thinking about whether she wants to vomit or not.

  "Who are you?" Tang Zhong asked. He didn't recognize this person at all and had never seen him before.

  However, the fact that this woman knew Tang Xin's private phone number and sent a message to Tang Xin's mobile phone calling out Tang Chong's name proved that she knew far more than she had imagined.

  This was also why Tang Zhen was willing to come out and meet her. Although at that time he didn't know 'she' was a woman.

  "I am Jiang Keqing." The woman said softly, with a dense maternal love shining in her eyes looking at Tang Chong. "If you'd like, you can call me Little Aunt."

  (PS: I've had extremely poor sleep quality over the past few days, and my writing speed has also slowed down. I'll take a short break before updating more chapters. Thank you to the kind rural child for their 100,000 reward, and thank you to friends Wonule, Yi Xi Zui Hong Yan, Shi Du, Ai Chi Liu Fen, Dao Bian Ku Li, Bi Ren Xi Men, etc. for their 10,000 rewards.)