Reborn as the group's favorite, becoming the favorite of the rich boss

Perhaps the girl's comfort worked, and Mrs. Jiang's emotions gradually calmed down. She reluctantly let her hands leave the girl's cheeks and said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you, Miss Jiang."

Jiang Qie still looked at the other person with a smile. In fact, she also wanted to thank Mrs. Jiang. The moment she touched her, she seemed to feel the warmth of her grandfather again. She was very envious, envious of this motherly love that could not be wiped out even by death, and the family affection that never disappeared.

Jiang Yu supported Madam Jiang and wanted to take her to sit on the sofa. After all, she was a little emotional after crying, and now that she had calmed down, she was really a little dizzy.

Yuan Qing stepped forward, and she finally remembered why she felt so familiar.

"Miss Jiang, do you still remember me?"

Jiang Su didn't understand why his mother knew Jiang Qie.

"Mom, do you know him?"

Jiang Qie looked at the gentle woman in front of him, then at her slightly bulging belly, the familiar voice, and then at Jiang Su on the side. Wasn't this the person he accidentally bumped into yesterday?

"I'm sorry I bumped into you yesterday."

Yuan Qing is a very gentle woman. She is a girl from the south of the Yangtze River who grew up in a scholarly family. She speaks softly.

"It turns out that we are so destined to meet. We just met in the hospital yesterday and we met again today. Xiao Su, do you remember the hospital corridor yesterday? We accidentally ran into Miss Jiang."

After hearing this, Jiang Su remembered that he didn't recognize Jiang Qie at first because he didn't tie his hair up yesterday and was wearing a loose hospital gown.

At this time, Song's mother stood up and said with a smile: "So you all know each other, but this is the first time I meet Miss Jiang." As she spoke, she slowly walked closer and looked at the girl. The more she looked, the more satisfied she was. She was a well-behaved child.

"Aqie? I heard Ayu and Xiaowan both call you that. You don't mind me calling you that, do you? "

Jiang Qie blinked slightly and said with a smile: "Hello, Auntie, you can just call me Ah Qie."

Several people surrounded Jiang Qie, looking at her with smiles in their eyes. Even Song Zhiyu next to her felt something was wrong. He pulled the girl to his side and held her hand again.

Song's mother glared at her son, but still couldn't hide her smile: "Okay, okay, mom won't watch it anymore. You are so stingy."

"Mom." Song Zhiyu said helplessly. If anyone knew who Song Zhiwan inherited her cheerful and gossipy personality from, it must be her mother.

Seeing that his wife was fine, Mr. Jiang, who had been silent, looked back at Jiang Qie. Thinking of the painting at home, he asked, "Does Miss Jiang like painting?"

Jiang Qie paused, as if he didn't expect the other party to ask this, but he still nodded.

Mr. Jiang said thoughtfully, "I wonder who your teacher is? If not, I would like to invite a teacher for Miss Jiang."

Everyone was shocked when these words were spoken. Not to mention why Mr. Jiang suddenly had such an idea, just based on Mr. Jiang's status in Beicheng and the calligraphy and painting circles, the teacher he invited must be top-notch.

Jiang Qie was a little surprised, but more puzzled.

Madam Jiang liked Jiang Qi very much. Seeing the little expression on the girl's face, she couldn't help but feel happy. She explained, "We saw your painting and it came in first place. It's amazing."

"Well, I wonder what Miss Jiang thinks."

As soon as Mr. Jiang said this, it was a promise. Jiang Qi was a little flattered, but he still refused: "Thank you for your kindness, but I already have a teacher."

"Oh?" Grandpa Jiang was a little curious, "I wonder who your teacher is?" To be honest, he liked this little girl very much. She was clean, frank, well-behaved, and a good painter. He really wanted to help her find a good teacher.

Jiang Qie said: "My teacher is Liang Wanqing."

Song Zhiyu knew that the girl had a teacher, after all, they had talked on the phone last time, but it was also the first time he knew that the teacher was actually Mr. Liang.

Old Master Jiang looked at Jiang Qie, and was stunned at first, then he smiled and said, "Well, it turns out that you are Mr. Liang's student. Then Miss Jiang, when you have time to come to Beicheng in the future, you can come to see me. I also have some knowledge of Chinese painting. If possible, we can communicate with each other." There was undisguised admiration in his eyes.

"Yes, come and see us more often." Old Mrs. Jiang really likes this youngster, and the smile on her face has never faded since then.

Jiang Yu had seen Jiang Qie's mathematical ability before, but now he admires him even more.

"Ms. Jiang, I admire you more and more now. Not only are you good at math, but you're also great at drawing."

Speaking of mathematics, Jiang Congwei is a mathematics professor at Beijing City University and has won many international awards. He asked with interest, "Ms. Jiang is interested in mathematics?"

Everyone had already sat on the sofa, and the suitcases were put aside. Jiang Qie didn't know how he sat down. He obviously wanted to leave early, but when he saw Mrs. Jiang's eyes, he unconsciously agreed to stay and finish dinner before leaving.

Jiang Yu said, "Uncle, do you still remember the new machine debugging that Professor Weng led us to do this year?"

Jiang Congwei knew that every professor would have students and give a research report every semester, and he himself also led a school, but he didn't participate this year.

"Ms. Jiang is the consultant specially hired by Professor Weng! We only spent half a day debugging the new machine this time!"

Jiang Congwei's eyes lit up at this, and he looked at Jiang Qie with a new respect. Weng Heqing's experiment had always been the most difficult in the entire department, with the highest failure rate. But because of Jiang Qie's help, the success rate was greatly improved, it could be said to have increased several times.

"How old is Miss Jiang this year?" asked Old Mrs. Jiang.

Jiang Qie said: "Just call me Ah Qie, I'm eighteen this year."

Yuan Qing and Ji Shu looked at each other and finally understood what Jiang Ci meant by "still young". She was indeed still young.

"It's almost the college entrance examination, right? If it's convenient, we can exchange contact information. If you have any questions about science, you can ask me." Jiang Congwei said.

Jiang Qie knew Jiang Congwei's abilities. After all, he became a professor at such a young age and had published many papers on some authoritative international mathematics websites.

Song Zhiyu on the side smiled and held the girl's hand tightly: "Thank you, Uncle Jiang."

Seeing Song Zhiyu's reaction, Song Zhiwan and Song's mother and others on the side all smiled secretly.

"Song Er Ge is jealous~"

Jiang Yu said this in a mean way, and even went to sit on the sofa opposite Song Zhiyu, fearing that he would be beaten.

Jiang Qi knew that although the words of Mr. Jiang and Jiang Congwei were not very expensive, the attitude of the Jiang family in Beicheng was here. Jiang Qi had rarely been loved by his elders, so he was a little terrified when facing such sudden kindness for the first time, but this was just a small matter for the Jiang family, so if he refused, it would inevitably offend the elders.

Looking at Old Madam Jiang who had been looking at him lovingly, Jiang Qie's heart softened for some reason.

"thanks, I will."