Song Jingwan thought to herself, it's because you don't know Song Yaoyao.
In Huo Ningxi's heart, Song Yaoyao is different after all.
Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived, An Ruo winked at Song Jingwan quickly, and shouted: "Oh, Jingwan, what can I do, I can't help you up by myself! Eh? Huo Shao, you came just in time, hey, Huo Shao — Young Master Huo!"
In winter, the boy was chilled all over his body, he pursed his thin lips tightly, and walked upstairs without looking back.
Relying on the length of his legs, he stepped up three or two steps at a time, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
Song Jingwan's smile froze on her face.
An Ruoyao said awkwardly: "Jingwan, don't be sad, Huo Shao must be in a bad mood."
With her nails embedded in her palm, she nodded, "Yes, I know. Yaoyao, please help me a bit, and we can walk up."
Her strong appearance made An Ruoyao feel distressed, and even had resentment towards Huo Ningxi. This person really treats Jing Wan indifferently, what does she think she is
"Jingwan, you look like this, just rest at home, why bother?"
Song Jingwan smiled, "The exam is coming soon, I don't want to drag everyone down."
After saying this, An Ruoyao immediately remembered, "By the way, our bet between Class 1 and Class 3..."
"I'll try."
This time, Song Jingwan was not pretending to speak for Song Yaoyao, her eyes were bright and her voice was still gentle. Her appearance surprised An Ruoyao, "Jing Wan, why did you suddenly figure it out?"
"It's about the honor of the class. Since she gambled, she must have the courage to bear the consequences, right?" Song Jingwan pursed her lips and smiled, "She is an adult, and I can't always take care of her aftermath. If this is the case...then let her I understand it myself."
An Ruoyao was very happy, "I'm very happy that you think so, let's go, let's take the exam well! Completely crush those trash from class three!"
Yes, trash—
Song Jingwan was supported and stepped up the steps.
She squinted, looking past the window in the stairwell.
I don't know where to look.
…
Song Yaoyao received the news on the second day of Christmas that Song Wenchuan became conscious and might wake up soon.
When talking to him now, his eyelashes would flutter slightly, but he didn't have the strength to open them yet.
But it can be proved that he at least has the ability to perceive the outside world.
"Huo Jiu, remove everyone outside."
Huo Jiu nodded in agreement.
Wei Yuanfan was puzzled, "Miss Song, don't you dislike Mrs. Song coming to disturb Mr. Song? If the people outside leave..."
Isn't that crazy woman about to make trouble again
Song Yaoyao pulled out the silver needle, her voice was indifferent, "He is not me, no matter how bad that woman is, she is the one who gave birth to him, I can't force others to be like me."
Of course, she would not dislike Song Wenchuan because of this.
Wei Yuanfan was taken aback for a moment, and then apologized in shame.
"Sorry, it's my villainous heart, it's true."
He didn't expect that the young girl in front of him would already have such a broad mind at such a young age.
Nine out of ten things go wrong, if you can prevent Zhou Manli today, what about tomorrow? What about the day after tomorrow
Song Wenchuan was about to wake up.
Zhou Manli will not force Song Wenchuan to transfer to another hospital.
When Huo Yunque returned to Huo's house at night, it was already ten o'clock in the evening.
The headlights revealed a figure.
Uncle Zhang is holding an umbrella, the surface of which has been covered with a layer of white snow.
"You don't have to wait, go back and rest earlier."