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Zhenzi looked at Jiang Guangzheng quietly, waiting for him to speak.
Under her gaze, Jiang Guangzheng suddenly felt a bit embarrassed, and he quickly lowered his head to drink a sip of tea to cover up his embarrassment.
"Cough..."
He coughed gently, "what I want to say is, do you like Ziliang?"
"Yes."
Chaste son said still a face of calm, no shyness, as if to say to eat the same.
"Cough, cough --"
Jiang Guangzheng coughed a few more times.
As long as Zhenzi denies or hesitates, he feels that the following is easy to say.
But she didn't.
"Do you want me not to like major Jiang?"
She blinks at him.
"This..."
"I don't like major Jiang."
She continued.
Jiang Guangzheng's eyes lit up slightly, "really? What do you want? I will satisfy you within my ability. "
"The requirement is that major Jiang doesn't like me."
Zhen son light said, "if he does not like me, I will not like him, I am not persistent person."
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Jiang Guangzheng's head is big.
In terms of people and things, after decades of political life, he is an old fox.
But I don't know why, everything is useless in front of Zhenzi.
Zhenzi is too quiet.
This kind of stillness is enough to achieve the state of constant response to changes.
To be honest, he is a little fond of Zhenzi now.
Although she and Ziliang's mother have a cold and lifeless breath, but it is very different, in that dead below, like surging a dark spring, as long as the upper layer is removed, you can see the fresh power.
What's more, her actions and actions are very similar to those of a well-trained family. She is elegant in temperament, indifferent in manner, beautiful in face, concise in speech and efficient in doing things. From any perspective, she is impeccable.
This has to show that Jiang Ziliang is extremely insightful.
"How many languages do you speak?"
Jiang Guangzheng suddenly asked.
Zhenzi didn't understand his jumping questions, but she replied politely, "in addition to Japanese and Chinese, there are more than a dozen common languages, such as English, French, German, Russian, Italian and Korean. They can basically talk and write fluently."
"Ah?"
This time it was Jiang Guangzheng's turn to be surprised.
He asked her if she knew many languages just now, in order to see if she would be qualified as first lady in the future.
Originally, he only expected her to be able to speak English, but unexpectedly, more than ten kinds can.
So, he immediately called a few of his small language translation, want to test whether Zhenzi is really such a cow.
As a result, she defeated the translators one by one. They all said that her language ability was impeccable and she spoke better than them.
Jiang Guangzheng himself is familiar with English and Russian, and after a few exchanges with Zhenzi, he finds that she is really upright and mellow, and even understands some obscure people.
"What else do you know besides language?"
Jiang Guangzheng's rejection of Zhenzi began to change into curiosity.
"Music, chess, calligraphy, painting, embroidery, tailors, laundry, cooking, city."
Zhen Zi is not modest.
She also noticed that Jiang Guangzheng's attitude towards her had changed.
She remembers that Yang Zimei once said to her, do not pretend to be low-key in front of some people who want to look down on you.
She likes Jiang Ziliang and hopes that Jiang Guangzheng in front of her can accept her, so as not to bring pressure on Jiang Ziliang in the future.
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