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"Hello, Zhang Jing?"

Lin Zidan glanced at the caller number and found that Zhang Jing was calling, so he picked it up immediately.

"Hello? Daniel, your mother just called me, are you feeling better?"

Zhang Jing's voice was not very clear, it was suddenly far and near.

"It's much better, it's fine, you can do it if you want, I'm fine!"

Lin Zidan remembered that Zhang Jing had just made a girlfriend today, and he must be going out with someone now, so he didn't want to trouble him.

"Cut, it's alright, but buddy really can't go, do you know where I am now?"

Zhang Jing couldn't hide his nervousness on the phone.

"Where is it?"

"On the way to Boston, I'm going to see the famous Harvard University, haha~"

Zhang Jing's magical laughter came through his mobile phone, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

"I'll go, won't you? You haven't gotten your driver's license yet. How can you drive so far?"

Lin Zidan thought that he spent money to rent a BMW car just after he got the permit, and suddenly became a little worried. This kid's English is not very good. If he is caught by the police, he can't speak clearly.

Once again nervous, he drove and ran away, saying that there might not be a news item tomorrow: Chinese students racing on the highway to resist arrest and so on.

"It's okay, buddy, drive slowly, nothing will happen, I just tell you, I can't go to your place at night, but I have arranged for you, a little surprise~ hehe"

Zhang Jing's voice was a little further away, but Lin Zidan didn't hear it too clearly, he just grabbed what he said and arranged for someone.

"Okay, then you drive carefully, you can't call to know, you must cooperate when the police check you..."

Lin Zidan wanted to remind him of something, but Zhang Jing said impatiently.

"It's alright, alright, I get it, I didn't take the phone, Michelle helped me get it, don't say it, hang up~"

After he finished speaking, he heard a beeping busy tone in his ear.

"This kid!"

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At three or four o'clock in the afternoon, a black Mercedes-Benz sedan, after a few corners, was driving smoothly on the sea-facing highway, slowly leaving the famous Brooklyn Bridge behind.

The front is followed by the Manhattan Bridge and the Williamsburg Bridge a little further. Looking out from the front glass of the car, the sea and the sky are as blue as wash, and a few snow-white clouds float in the sky, like Snow-white flowers dotted on a blue curtain.

Li Manrui, who was sitting in the passenger seat, lightly pressed the button of the car window with her right hand. The cool sea breeze blew in through the open car window, whipping up the strands of broken hair on Li Manrui's forehead.

A faint smell of sea water came to his face, instantly pulling Li Manrui's wandering thoughts back to the tall man who was driving beside him.

"What cocktail party did you say you were going to attend?"

Li Manrui called Zhang Jing before she walked out of the hospital. She didn't feel relieved until she heard that the other party promised to deliver meals to Lin Zidan. Thinking of the reception that Mike said in the ward just now, he asked softly.

"Well, it was a private reception. Someone bought a large number of French Bordeaux wines. They said they were imported from Chateau Latour and invited us distributors to taste them. In fact, they wanted to help us sell them.

Most of the people who went there were wine merchants, and they also asked to bring their family members, so I wanted to take you to play! With that said, Mike's right hand left the steering wheel and shook Li Manrui's left hand on his lap.

"But, I didn't wear much makeup today..."

Li Manrui remembered her rush in the morning, and didn't take care of it properly. She spent a long time in the hospital, and she was no longer there. She frowned and touched her face.

"It's okay, I'll take you to a place first. The studio opened by a cousin of mine is the one who designed the wedding dress for you. It's called Linda. Do you remember her? Let her clean it up for you!" Mike gently He comforted softly.

"Uh, okay, I remember her! You are so thoughtful, thank you Mike, you are so kind!"

Li Manrui hugged Mike's arms with both hands, and rubbed her head slightly on her shoulders, making the appearance of a little bird.

It is said that Italian men like romance, passion, and more affection and flirtation. Li Manrui found out that Mike is the same. When two people are together on weekdays, Mike likes to be with her and kiss me.

If Lin Zidan was not around, she would have cooperated more or less. Once her son came back, Li Manrui would always be a little unnatural.

Over time, Mike will complain about it. But every time there is something unpleasant, as long as Li Manrui acts like a spoiled gentleman, this man will be as enthusiastic and considerate towards her as before.

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In the ward, the mournful Lin Zidan found that some of these high school textbooks were quite difficult. When he was in school, his grades were average. Now, looking at these things, although the text is different, but the content is roughly the same,

She was still a little stunned. After all, she left school for many years.

Looking at it, he has unconsciously wrinkled his face.

"How can you go to such a good school at this level? Are there still people who don't need to take exams? Can this kid pass the exam?"

In fact, not all good schools in the United States require good grades to go to. They focus on school districts.

As long as you live in this high-scoring district, you can go to school here. When registering, you only need to provide your parents' address letter and local ID.

If you don't have an address letter, you can also provide a rental agreement to live in the school district.

This is also the main reason why Li Manrui must buy a house in this school district. If she hadn't met Mike at that time, she planned to sell the two houses left by the old man to buy one here.

Just so that Lin Zidan could come to this good school district to go to school as soon as he came to America.

The same is true of many local tyrants who understand the principles of American schooling. Just like Zhang Jing's parents, they inquired about the school district in advance, and then rented or bought a house near the school. Some Chinese people make money and want to buy a house here!

Lin Zidan read the book earnestly all afternoon, UU reading www.uukanshu.com found that with the advantage of this language, these English and history courses are not difficult for him, especially to his surprise, he seems to be right. Also proficient in Spanish.

This discovery made him so excited that he could not wait to ring the bell immediately and ask a Hispanic nurse to come in and practice Spanish with others.

"Dong dong~dong dong~" Lin Zidan, who was secretly excited, suddenly heard a light knock on the door.

"Come in!" Lin Zidan straightened up and looked at the door in surprise, suddenly remembering who Zhang Jing had arranged to come over to bring him food.

"Hello, are you Daniel?"

A little girl timidly pushed open the door a little and greeted tentatively.

"Uh, yes, may I ask who you are?"

Lin Zidan looked at the little girl's face, and the more she looked, the more familiar she felt. He thought that he must have seen this girl, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it for a while.

"I'm Michelle's good friend. My name is Lin Shan. You can also call me Susan."

Seeing that he was the only one in the room, the girl seemed to be a little bolder. She pushed the door and walked in with a thermal box in her hand.

"Lin Shan, Lin Shan..." The name echoed in Lin Zidan's mind, as if he had heard it called that before, but... but he just couldn't remember it. . .

"Have we met before?"

Lin Zidan felt too familiar with this kind of familiarity, so he couldn't help asking the girl.

"It should be our first time seeing each other!" The girl smiled brightly.

"Oh, I remembered!"

Lin Zidan slapped his thigh and snapped, startling the girl who was about to put the insulation box on the bedside table.