Chapter 435 The evil taste of the second personality

Song Jingwan heard that Zhou Manli would contact Song Yaoya no matter what happened, and a smile flashed across her eyes.

She worried: "Mom, shall I accompany you to the hospital?"

"No need to."

Zhou Manli waved her hand, screaming in her mouth, hissing in a cold breath, "You have to go to class, and the final exam will be two days later. Don't delay your study."

"It's okay! In my heart, mother is the most important thing!"

Song Jingwan couldn't help but said, pulling Zhou Manli to the hospital.

At the school, just call for leave. Anyway, she was recuperating, and she wouldn't say anything if she went to the teacher.

Zhou Manli's inspection was done inside, and her teeth had to be repaired. Song Jingwan sat outside in a trance, Song Wenchuan was pushed over by the nurse.

"What's wrong with mom?"

He raised his hand and squeezed his eyebrows, his eyes were a bit tired.

The ghost knows what happened to him, the documents that Xiang Hao sent, sometimes he watched and fell asleep. When I woke up, I found that it had been processed--

That efficiency is amazing.

And Song Wenchuan gradually learned a little bit about the temperament of another personality in his body.

Overbearing and indomitable. The method is tough, it is the type that does not allow people to resist doing anything. Treating subordinates, either do it or get out.

This is his standard of conduct.

Moreover, he has a very low level of evil taste.

Every time before he disappeared, he would leave a message to Song Wenchuan.

The feeling of ‘self’ talking to ‘self’ made Song Wenchuan feel weird, but at the same time he also felt like a laugh.

The feeling of waking up after a nap and finding that all the'homework' is done is probably what countless people dream of?

But when it really happened, the mood—

It is indescribable.

Complex, too complicated.

"She..." Song Jingwan's eyes flashed and her voice was awkward, "Mom, when she had breakfast in the morning, there was a stone in it... Then the chair was sitting well, and the chair leg suddenly broke, so..."

"So you went to the hospital?"

Song Wenchuan twitched the corners of his mouth, "What's going on recently?" His eyes flashed through thoughts, which was a bit unlucky.

Song Jingwan shook her head, "Mom said that she has been having bad luck recently..." She said, she glanced at Song Wenchuan lightly, and hesitated: "Always said, it was her that she was damned..."

"G?"

Song Wenchuan sneered. After knowing that Zhou Manli was all right, he was relieved.

For this kind of remarks, from childhood to adulthood, his ears became cocooned. Zhou Manli is his mother, but she forgave Song Wenchuan for not agreeing with what she did.

Born as a human, who can guarantee smooth sailing forever?

"How long hasn't she been home for a long time? They haven't even seen each other, so how can they kill her in a short time?"

Sometimes he really feels that his mother is stunned, and he really needs to ask a psychiatrist to interfere.

Song Jingwan smiled reluctantly, "Well, I will talk to my mother later."

talk?

Song Wenchuan didn't show any expression when he heard these words. He glanced at Song Jingwan and shook his head, "It's useless, just let her go."

He doesn't expect Song Jingwan to be able to get along with Song Yaoya in peace now. Asking her to talk to Zhou Manli will only get darker and darker, making Zhou Manli hate Song Yaoya even more.

Capturing the distrust in Song Wenchuan's eyes, Song Jingwan closed her lips silently.

Her eyelashes were drooping and her eyes were dull and unclear.

The ct was taken very quickly, and Zhou Manli had some injuries to her waist and needed a doctor to push her.

Song Jingwan and Song Wenchuan sat outside and waited, but there was no communication between them.

I don't know how long it took...

Song Jingwan's mobile phone rang wildly, as if being bombed.

That's it for today

Brin is really in poor condition recently because of divorce

This is why my recent update is unstable

This is the adult world

I’m in a bad mood, I don’t do much every day, but I’m sitting in front of the computer, my head is blank

Brin has no way to make any guarantees for the time being, so let's just follow the fate, as much as he can write.

Try hard to get through this time, rush the duck!

(End of this chapter)