you are so nice lady

Chapter 185 A little low self-esteem
Huo Shi smiled deeply and rubbed her cheeks, "It's different, but it's the same."

Ning Xiaoman nodded half-understood, and then looked at him enviously, "Is it true that smart people like you know how to draw inferences from one example and learn everything quickly and easily?"

Huo Shishen nodded, "At least it won't be difficult."

He looked at Ning Xiaoman's envious eyes, couldn't help but chuckled, and nodded dotingly on the tip of her nose, "Don't be envious, you're smart too."

Ning Xiaoman scratched his head, "I know you said this to comfort me, you can get a degree from MIT casually, and you can also get the Pritzker Prize, and as a result, you have deeper knowledge in finance, And I squeezed my head with all my strength, so I can only go to Qinghua University..."

"Qinghua is already the best university in the country, and you didn't have a good foundation before, so you are already very good at being admitted here, so don't underestimate yourself."

"But that's also because you gave me a little treatment, and it's not entirely dependent on my own efforts. If you didn't help me summarize the key points of knowledge, I might not pass the exam..."

Ning Xiaoman seemed to have gotten into the horns.

"At that time, I was only under pressure, and the majors I chose were relatively unpopular majors. If you are a popular major, you won't be able to get online at all."

Huo Shi sighed deeply, "You are already very good, don't put pressure on yourself, huh?"

Seeing that the little woman was still depressed, he coaxed: "At that time, you chose the major you liked, and you don't have to care about popular or unpopular."

Ning Xiaoman muttered, half coquettish and half complaining, "The pressure is not all because of you, who told you to be so good!"

Huo Shishen couldn't help being amused by her again, "Is this also my fault?"

"Why can't I blame you? You can do everything, but I seem to only know how to make wine. I can't do anything except this thing. I feel like I'm holding you back..."

Speaking of this, Ning Xiaoman actually felt a little inferior.

She grew up in an orphanage since she was a child, and as a celebrity, she must be inferior to those daughters who were born with a golden spoon in their mouths.

In her previous life, she was used to being depressed, neither lively nor caring, but now that she returned to her first life, she became too strong, eager to grab her own things, which caused her senses to be somewhat deceived in some aspects .

Strictly speaking, she is not a qualified wife either.

Sometimes, she would feel inexplicably bad about herself.

But even with such a terrible self, Huo Shishen is still willing to love like this.

Ning Xiaoman felt touched again, but even more annoyed.

Huo Shishen saw that she was really disappointed, so he corrected his expression, and said seriously: "Knowing one thing is already remarkable. If you have a specialization in art, it is your ability to do one thing to the extreme. Besides..."

He changed the subject and suddenly laughed: "Even if you don't know how to do those things, it doesn't matter, as long as I know how to do them."

After finishing speaking, he whispered in her ear, bit her ear and said: "My husband will know how to teach you slowly, huh?"

Ning Xiaoman shyly pushed him away, "You are willing to teach, but I am not willing to learn! Those things are boring, so I don't want to spend time learning those dry formulas."

"Didn't your previous majors be those dry chemical formulas?"

"That's different!"

Ning Xiaoman refuted him solemnly, "Although they are all formulas, those chemical formulas are alive, because you can completely see the reaction of a wine brewing process through those formulas. What you see is not the formula, but the chemical formula. A product is born."

"Ah."

Huo Shishen nodded in agreement, "Very powerful."

Ning Xiaoman: "..."

Why did she feel as if no matter how much Huo Shishen praised herself for being great, she was in front of him.In front of him, he was like a child asking for praise.

So it is also a kind of pressure to say that the other half is too good!

Ning Xiaoman sighed, and suddenly heard the quarrel outside gradually weakened, and then there was a burst of not-so-elegant footsteps, gradually fading away.

Ning Xiaoman guessed that Pu Zifei should turn around and leave.

Sure enough, after a while, I saw Pu Zimo push the door in with a gloomy face, with a gentle smile that could no longer be disguised no matter what, he could only barely hold on without getting angry on the spot.

It's just that when he saw Huo Shishen, he restrained his expression a little, so that his face didn't look so ugly.

He cleared his throat, strode over, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Zi Fei is not feeling well today, let's eat this meal first, and don't wait for her."

He pulled out his chair and sat down, as if he was very reluctant to mention his daughter again.

Ning Xiaoman didn't want to follow his wishes, but looked up at him with a smile, and asked, "What's wrong with Zifei? Just now, she seemed quite angry when she heard her voice in the corridor. Why did she suddenly Are you sick?"

Pu Zimo choked for a moment, his face turned pale, and he didn't reply for a while.

After a long time, he gritted his teeth and said, "It's probably because I've been abroad for a long time, and I'm not acclimatized. I had a fight with me just now. It's okay. It will be fine in a few days. Then I will invite you to come over and join us." Have a meal."

Ning Xiaoman immediately grasped the key point in his words, and asked, "When is it in a few days?"

"A few days will be a few days, and I will naturally contact you when the time comes."

Pu Zimo was already a little impatient, and he spoke with a tone of tone.

But Huo Shishen's obscure and inexplicable gaze immediately softened again, pulled the corners of his mouth, and said to Ning Xiaoman: "Xiaoman, my tone was a bit harsh just now, and it was all because of the quilt, you don't mind, do you?" ?”

Ning Xiaoman smiled, "Of course I don't mind. Didn't the dean not mind the bad things I said before? This is called reciprocity."

She continued to speak with thorns, and the implication in the words made Pu Zimo's face more gloomy, but it was not easy to attack.

He didn't speak any more, but turned around and ordered the servants around him to serve the dishes.

Those dishes were brought up one by one, Ning Xiaoman watched and knew that he had put his mind to it.

But she also knew that these thoughts were not spent on her at all, but on Huo Shishen and that Pu Zifei.

For example, among the dishes on the table, most of them are Huo Shishen's favorite, and some of them should be Pu Zifei's favorite, but none of them are her favorite dishes, not even a single one.

In fact, Pu Zimo knew what she liked to eat, but deliberately arranged it like this, there must be some meaning.

(End of this chapter)