If the words taught by the teacher are too ideal, they will not be realized. The so-called "kindness" is just to make others think you are "kindness". If a person who is bullied and weak and helpless can inspire a person's sympathy, then why can't he use some small means to let her slowly and step deeper into his affairs?

It is said that people need to change their destiny through hard work, but isn’t this a kind of effort? But if they want her to boldly get involved in his life, then they always have to abandon some unnecessary imprisonment and constraints.

It was a moonless night, and the lights in the room lost their warmth.

The sharp kitchen knife fell to the ground, and the stunned woman suddenly squatted down nervously. She looked at the person lying in a pool of blood in a panic and shouted out of control: "Xiao Yu... Mom didn't do it on purpose! Xiao Yu!"

Shenyu can only breathe, and there is no word to say.

"Mom, I'm going to call 120."

Someone next to her brought the phone to her. The woman seemed to have come back to her senses. She took the phone and hurriedly pressed the number. However, when she was about to press the call button, another faint voice came from her side.

"Will the bath leave us like my dad after it gets better?"

The woman paused her hand with her cell phone until finally, in Shen Yu's desperate gaze, she put down her cell phone, her voice murmured extremely calmly, "No, Xiao Yu will not leave us."

Just after that night, many things changed. Chen Yu ran away from home. Chen Yang became Shen Qing's favorite son, but Shen Qing became more and more aware of some strange dreams.

Every day when she closed her eyes, the sound of a bath seemed to be heard in her ears. When she woke up, she could always see the bath stuff on her bedside. Until one day, she saw a note.

"Mom has agreed that she will take me to swim during the holidays. Mom, have you forgotten?"

That is the handwriting of Chen Yu.

It was said that she was crazy because of the stimulation, or that she was originally a mental illness, but in short, she died later, holding the body of her once loved son, and sank into the bottom of the water.

As time goes by, this little news quickly became like a rock sinking into the sea, and it could not raise waves.

The most concerned thing people are now about Leng Yunting, the president of Leng’s company, and Ni Liubi, the head of the Ni family, are secretly competing for a woman.

Leng Yunting scolded Ni Liubi as a cripple who couldn't stand up. Ni Liubi smiled and mocked Leng Yunting as a second-hand product who couldn't make any moves. They were fighting each other and fought back. An entertainment reporter specially found an opportunity to interview Su Qianqian, one of the parties involved.

"I wonder what Miss Su thinks about Leng Yunting, President Leng, and Mr. Ni Liubi, and Mr. Ni?"

Su Qianqian yelled coldly, "If they could become as much social responsibility as Ning Meng, I think they would be more respectable."

Su Qianqian was about to leave after she finished speaking, and the reporter kept chasing her, "Miss Su, please say one more sentence or two..."

Su Qianqian took out a card in one hand and threw it into the reporter's hand. She looked indifferent, "Don't bother me if you can't spend the money on the card."

The reporter was stunned, his heartbeat was slow for a few seconds before he started to speed up. He held the microphone blankly and said in a summary: "What other man do you want for such a cool woman?"

After closing this hot search video, Ning Meng lazily lay on the sofa, resting her head on the man's legs, staring at Chen Yang's hand holding the pen in boredom, as if she was obsessed with it, and she held his hand.

Chen Yang stopped moving and looked down at her.

Ning Meng curled her lips and asked him, "Do I look good or is the paper good?"

"This is the homework I'll hand in tomorrow." He whispered to her hair in her ear, "I'll play with you when I finish writing."

"I don't care about you playing with me." Ning Meng stared at the few pieces of paper on the coffee table for a long time, and she sat up, "Isn't it enough to write a paper? Why did you write three or four copies? Are you doing your homework for others again?"

After Chen Yang entered university, he would do homework for others from time to time. According to him, the rich second-generation people in the school had a lot of money and just wrote a homework on their behalf, so he had a considerable income. Even though Ning Meng said he could afford him, he said that he liked to earn his first pot of gold and at least save money for his future children.

Ning Meng knew that Chen Yang had many ideas, such as he was studying computer science now and was optimistic about the mobile game market. She knew that when he had enough financial strength in the future, he would start a business with a group of like-minded people.

The corners of the lip were slightly bent, "Since I have the talent to imitate other people's handwriting, why not?"

"But I don't think you need to be so tired."

"I don't feel tired," he said with a smile. "I have to save enough money for my child's milk powder first."

When it was this sentence again, Ning Meng sighed helplessly, "You are still young now, and I am not old. We will continue to make plans for things like children."

"From a long-term plan?" Chen Yang's eyes bent slightly, and he bent over, pressed his thin lips against her ears, lowered his voice and asked softly: "Meng Meng, how long do you like?"

Ning Meng's old face turned red. He was always very erotic about the yellow talk, but she would not admit defeat and pushed the person on the sofa. Ning Meng hooked his jaw with one hand, and she smiled evilly, "Don't you know this kind of thing?"

Chen Yang's eyes seemed to be a little brighter. He consciously lay down and did not struggle, and looked extremely cooperative.
Chapter completed!