If you don’t cherish the love we wear quickly, why are you crying if you change your mind?

Liang Weiming came in person to discuss a solution with Li Heqing. After all, Liang Hongsheng's business was so big, and as his fiancée, she was destined to face some dangers.

Jiang Miao is now studying medicine in Aurora and cannot stay at home all day. Even if he sends someone to escort him home every day, there will still be certain dangers, so he has to find a way to solve this problem.

After discussion, the two parties decided to let the two children get engaged first. After the engagement, they moved to a new house near Sinian and asked Liang Hongsheng to take care of Jiang Miao personally.

After all, there are three letters and six etiquettes to follow, and it will take a lot of time to get to the stage of marriage. The engagement letter must be issued first before both parties can feel at ease after officially signing the marriage agreement.

Jiang Miao had no objection to this. After all, living together would be beneficial for completing strategy tasks.

However, she still communicated with the system in her mind.

"Xiao 9, did I remember it wrong? During the Republic of China, it wasn't open enough to allow people to live together after getting engaged, right?"

[Host, this is a plane world derived from romance novels. It is naturally different from the Republic of China period that you know. What's more, the two families have made it clear that they want to create opportunities for you to cultivate your relationship. ]

Jiang Miao: "..."

Some time before the engagement, Liang Hongsheng would pick her up from school in person every day no matter how busy he was, and then send her home safely.

Jiang Miao saw that he was working very hard and saw him sleeping with his eyes closed several times in the car.

But no matter how she tried to persuade him not to come to pick her up in person, it was useless. It showed that this man was a very rule-abiding person and he meant what he said.

Alas, are you tired?

As soon as Jiang Miao left the classroom, someone caught up with him.

It was Cui Shanming who had previously invited her to participate in the Double Ninth Festival Poetry Festival organized by Qiuyin Poetry Society, and now he came to deliver the invitation.

"Classmate Jiang, this is an invitation to the Qiuyin Poetry Society. Please accept it."

After all, they were in the same class. During this time, Jiang Miao got to know the boy in front of him somewhat. He was not a malicious man, but if he was on Tang Yiyan's side, they were destined not to be friends.

"Okay, thank you."

Cui Shanming saw her beautiful figure and beautiful face, and heard her thank you. He was so nervous that his ears turned red.

"You're welcome, you're welcome to join."

"Okay." Jiang Miao nodded seriously, put the invitation on the book and walked out.

The black car parked outside the campus as usual. Jiang Miao bowed in, put his book aside and sat down. When he wanted to say hello to Liang Hongsheng beside him, he found that he seemed to be asleep.

Uncle Liu turned around and whispered, "Miss Jiang, the eldest young master just came back from a party and drank some wine and fell asleep."

"Well, you drive."

Jiang Miao looked at Liang Hongsheng and said, he may not have had a good rest, he was still frowning slightly when he closed his eyes and slept.

But having said that, this man is really good-looking, with extremely noble facial features, straight nose bones, thin lips, and a good figure under the shirt. His well-proportioned muscles are vaguely visible, and his legs are slender and strong.

"Have you seen enough?" Liang Hongsheng suddenly opened his eyes, his voice was low and slightly hoarse, maybe because of drinking.

Jiang Miao frowned, "Well, I haven't seen enough yet. After all, I'm looking at my fiancé. No matter how much I look at it, it's not enough!"

Liang Hongsheng hummed, narrowing his narrow eyes slightly, "Shameless."

Jiang Miao didn't expect these words to come out of his mouth. Her ears felt hot and she averted her eyes, "It's not bad!"

Liang Hongsheng stopped looking at her, and his eyes unexpectedly fell on the stack of books she held up. There was an invitation on it, and he squinted his eyes.

"If you want to go out to a party, bring your bodyguard with you."

Jiang Miao followed his gaze and saw the invitation, "Are you talking about the Double Ninth Festival Gathering? Do you know?"

"Qiuyin Poetry Society is well-known in Shanghai, and I naturally know it." Liang Hongsheng added, "Bringing bodyguards does not restrict your freedom."

"I know that Brother Hongsheng is trying to protect me." Jiang Miao nodded thoughtfully and added, "We will have an engagement banquet soon. I'm a little nervous."

"I can't tell." Liang Hongsheng said truthfully: "They want to protect you. In fact, the best way is not to get involved with me. This is safer."

Jiang Miao hummed, "Am I like the kind of person who is greedy for life and afraid of death?"

Liang Hongsheng's mind flashed with the image of her punching and kicking the gangster, and he was speechless.

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By the way, the Double Ninth Festival is here.

Jiang Miao put on the latest custom-made cheongsam and came to Shuidongzhuang. Naturally, she did not bring a bodyguard. After getting off the car, she went to the pavilion by the stream in Yaji alone.

Along the way, the little white cat jumped on her shoulder and chattered endlessly.

[Host, how afraid is Liang Hongsheng of something happening to you? We also send bodyguards to blend into the crowd and pretend to be servants to protect you secretly. ]

Jiang Miao looked at the pleasant landscape and felt in a good mood, "This is his attitude. He made a mistake last time. If he makes another mistake, he will not be the famous Liang Hongsheng."

"This place is really nice, suitable for camping. Xiao 9, let's see what the situation is like over there."

[No problem~]

The president of the Qiuyin Poetry Society is Wang Guangjun. After the establishment of the Poetry Society, every spring, autumn and evening, local scholars will be invited to Shuidong Village at the foot of Putuo Temple to chat, cook tea, watch lotuses, admire the moon, or It's so lively to paint pictures, use ink, or compose poems in different rhymes.

At this gathering, Wang Guangjun mostly invited famous students from Shanghai.

Jiang Miao was invited because the Li family was a scholarly family and was very respected in Shanghai. They all wanted to see how talented Mr. Li's granddaughter was.

Wang Guangjun walked in front to greet guests from all walks of life and introduced them to the scenery of Shuidongzhuang.

"Miss Jiang is here."

Following his greeting, everyone looked up and were stunned for a moment.

The visitor was wearing a dark green slim-fitting cheongsam, her delicate little face was lightly painted with powder, and her skin was as white as snow. In the sunlight, she looked like a slim beauty, as if she had stepped out of a painting.

Especially her small waist, which is not too big to hold in one's hand, and her slender, fair legs, everyone stared at her in amazement.

"President Wang, I have long admired you. Hello, all comrades." Jiang Miao greeted casually.

Those who didn't know Jiang Miao couldn't help but lower their heads slightly and ask the people next to them.

"Which family is that young lady from? How could I not know that there are such beauties in Shanghai?"

The person who spoke happened to be asking about Zhang Wenruo, and Zhang Wenruo looked at Jiang Miao with a deep look.

Tang Yiyan, who had been standing next to Zhang Wenruo and was inseparable from him, looked at him nervously.

Jiang Miao naturally noticed the change in the male and female protagonist's expressions, but she didn't expect a shadow to suddenly appear above her head.

She looked up for a moment and met a pair of sharp eyes.

Why is Feng Shitang here? !

He looked to be in his twenties, with handsome features and a strong body, exuding a compulsive aura.

"Sir, please give me some space." Jiang Miao avoided his gaze.

Feng Shitang suddenly laughed out loud, "Miss Jiang, we meet again."

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