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Chapter 45 Rong Jin, what do I look like in your eyes?
She glanced at Rong Jin who was concentrating on driving, the man's cold face was rarely soft in the afterglow of the setting sun.

The two red notebooks were still lying in the palm of her hand, and she held the edge of the red notebooks. For a while, she still couldn't accept the fact that there was one more person in the spouse column.

By chance, the car stopped at a red light.

Feeling her silence, Rong Jin looked suspiciously at her face through the rearview mirror, just in time to see the lowered eyebrows, seeming to have known each other docilely.

Shengge felt his gaze, raised his head to meet his gaze, but saw that his gaze was not focused on her, but more like remembering something through her.

Gu Runian's warning words suddenly flashed in his mind, and suddenly, his heart felt a little uncomfortable.

"Rong Jin." She called him by his first name, less polite than before, and a little more impatient.

Rong Jin seemed to have come back to his senses just now, he looked away uncomfortably and said "hmm".

Shengge bit her lips, thinking about it: "I've heard some rumors about you, and about a... woman."

When the red light changed to green, he restarted the car and did not deny it: "It is probably true what everyone said. The old man wants a granddaughter-in-law, and you just meet his requirements."

Shengge's heart sank, she raised her chin lightly, and said indifferently, "Rong Jin, what do I look like to you?"

Rong Jin pondered for a moment: "Hijin."

"What about her?"

"Her?" There was a little confusion in his eyes, and then he chuckled and said, "The green radish behind the hibiscus."

Hibiscus devours yang, green radish loves yin, and there is a clear distinction between the two.

Rumor has it that the eldest son of the Rong family has a dark woman in his heart, and she, Gu Shengge, probably exists to block the light for her!
Shengge thanked him for his openness, but she didn't know why her hands and feet were cold. She smiled slightly: "Doctor Rong, although you and I each have a scalpel, the difference is that you are right about the dead, and I am right about the living. Is this a match made in heaven?"

The stalemate in her eyes reminded Rong Jin of something.

Sheng Ge didn't know that Rong Jin first met her not in the middle of the night in Baltimore, nor in the corridor of the hospital, but in the classroom of Qingda University.

Due to the illness of his university tutor, he acted as a lecturer of "Criminal Psychology" at Qingda University for two months at his request.

The lecture process was lack of interest, but he found an interesting student.

He thinks that teaching is quite humorous, especially when it comes to the questioning session, other students are eager to try, but she is surprisingly quiet, and it can even be said that she is not interested at all. Once roll call, he remembered her name.

Gu Shengge, walking east and west, playing songs all over the world.

Two months passed quickly, and after the last class, his eyes fell on her, and he found that she was not as reluctant as other students, and there was only a relieved expression on her face.

Yes, it was a relief.

He only glanced at it, then looked away, otherwise, he might feel frustrated.

This day coincided with Xiang Qi coming to him. Xiang Qi ran into a tricky case. He had just entered the police force and needed to prove his ability, and he was able to help him.

In late autumn, the sycamore leaves on both sides of the school road are lush and golden. When the wind passes, the leaves fall down, and the leather shoes run over the branches and leaves, making a crisp sound of "creaking".

Gu Shengge was sitting under the tree, holding his mobile phone and not knowing who he was calling.

The girl's clear and beautiful face is bathed in the shadows of the dancing trees, which is indescribably pleasing to the eye.

(End of this chapter)