[ABO] After the differentiation, I started hanging up

Anyone who has suffered from this kind of disease knows that the person who puts pressure is even half of the person who is pressured...

Scared to think about it.

Xie Wanchun's situation was exactly the same as Jiang Ling's at the beginning, he got involved with the wrong person, and in the end he brought his children to work outside.

Jiang Ling had heard of Plague God's family background, and it was very hard.His fathers teamed up with each other, once he got into trouble, how could he, a single-parent family, afford it?

It's fine to just joke around, but when it comes to the plague god's personal affairs, he will definitely slip away the fastest.

To put it nicely, I am afraid that Xie Wanchun will think of Wen Shuhuai.

There was a lot of quarrel in the class, Jiang Ling turned on the speakerphone: "People are stupid, ugly and poor."

Jiang Ling added: "He has a bad temper, and his English is at the bottom."

When Xie Wanchun heard that her English was at the bottom, she suddenly felt uncomfortable. She felt that the farther away this alpha was from his son, the better.

A good question brings out the feeling of a blind date.

There was a momentary pause on the phone: "No matter how bad a foreign language is, can you be worse?"

Jiang Ling: "..."

The stupid, ugly and poor man came back at some point and listened quietly.

Just after receiving a cup of hot water, steam was slowly rising, and a bony finger tapped the cup rhythmically.

He just looked at him calmly from the side, as if looking at a fine work of art, beta has no pheromone, but this does not affect the attraction between people.

Jiang Ling spoke incoherently: "Just... try to find the ones with a matching degree of more than 90.00%..."

"Okay. I'm the one who hurt you..." Xie Wanchun sighed: "Be sure to tell me as soon as you finish the exam, remember?"

"Don't say that, Mom. Well, I will tell you first when the time comes."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Ling let out a breath.

Immediately after, Wen Shuhuai with extraordinary temperament came into view.

Wen Shuhuai held the water glass and blew gently, took a sip, his eyes could not leave Jiang Ling, and his youthful movements gave him an air of extravagance.

"I'm going! Plague God!? When did you come back?" Jiang Ling was stared at by him, and he paused for breath.

The corner of Wen Shuhuai's lips twitched, and he asked back, "Do you want to drink?"

Did he just hear Jiang Ling calling?

"Don't drink, don't drink," Jiang Ling tried his best to hide his uneasiness: "Leave your old man to drink by himself."

He had to think of a topic to divert his attention.

Usually they don't even talk, and they don't interact at all. The only topic is where to stab the knife the most.

Jiang Ling had an idea, and made a quick decision: "That...brother, let the English words be used for my buddies."

Wen Shuhuai: "I'm not worthy."

"What do you mean you are not worthy?" Jiang Ling said with a smile: "You are too worthy."

Wen Shuhuai shook his head, frowned, and said sadly and affectionately, "I'm stupid, ugly and poor, with a hot temper, and my foreign language is at the bottom."

Jiang Ling: "..."

It's a bad feeling to have a little secret revealed.

"Release water has nothing to do with your character," Jiang Ling continued to bite the bullet: "How about this, you are handsome and rich while you release water for me, don't talk to me."

At the end of the sentence, Jiang Ling finally realized what he said, wishing to slap himself, listen, is this what people said?

Wen Shuhuai took his English book, except for the two characters drawn on the first few pages, the rest was like new, cleaner than his face.An English book records the sad journey of a bear child from deciding to work hard to giving up completely.

"You just..."

"Ling! A girl is looking for you!" Han Jie patted Jiang Ling's table, he was happier than he was in a relationship, and interrupted Wen Shuhuai blankly: "She is waiting for you at the door!"