Chapter 1606
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The girl's name is Liu Yue.
Song Lingling blinked doubtfully: "just pen."
"Why is it so hot?" Liu Yue rubbed her fingers.
Up to now, she also felt the pain of burning her fingers.
"Hot?" Song Lingling is more confused.
She opened the iron box, which contained two pens and a ballpoint pen.
There is nothing. How can it be hot?
"You see, I have several pens in my pencil box, nothing else."
Everyone put their heads together. There's really nothing in it but laughter.
Yijun gets up. At the age of 17, he is 1.8 meters tall.
When he got up, all the open iron boxes came into his eyes.
To load a pen?
He picked up his eyebrows, took a puff from the corner of his eyes, and looked at Song Lingling with the eyes of a fool.
Such a magical iron box, which is used to hold a pen?
When he touched it, he was also burned, but not every time
You look at the back of song Lingling's head: "this iron box is very unique. Can you show it to me?"
Yijun's voice is very pleasant, magnetic and mellow.
Song Lingling hears the sound and suddenly looks back at him in surprise.
Song Lingling is so handsome!
So high!
She had to look up to see his face.
Song Lingling sips her mouth and hands the iron box to Yijun.
Yijun is preparing to receive the iron box.
But when the iron box fell into his hands, there was no temperature, and it was still cold.
Liu Yue frowned and looked at Yijun strangely: "eh, isn't it hot?"
You look down at the iron box.
The surface is polished, and the golden light inside is more dazzling.
It should be held and touched frequently to have such a smooth body.
Yijun looks up at Song Lingling and says, "I want to buy it. How much..."
"Not for sale!"
Even before Yijun finished, song Lingling's face suddenly changed, and she snatched back the iron box without Yijun's precaution.
She held the iron box tightly in her arms and looked at Yijun with a little caution and defense in her eyes. "This box is very important to me. I won't sell it for any money!"
Her reaction is beyond Yijun's imagination. Yijun picks up her eyebrows and looks at Song Lingling with eyes.
Song Lingling turns around. At this time, the class bell rings and the students quickly disperse.
Yijun sits down and looks at Song Lingling's eyes.
Song Lingling seems to be aware of his eyes, thinking that he was making a decision. She has been alert to him ever since.
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noon.
Song Lingling and her deskmate song Mei come to school canteen to have dinner.
The canteen is very spacious, with enough tables and chairs.
After dinner, they found a seat by the window.
Song Lingling ate scrambled tomato eggs and cabbage.
Song Mei's family is not short of money. She doesn't worry about what she eats or drinks. She beats braised pork, sliced chicken, fried shrimp, etc.
Seeing that song Lingling only eats tomatoes, scrambled eggs and cabbage, she thinks that song Lingling is poor and has no money to eat well.
She picked up a chicken wing and looked at Song Lingling and asked, "do you want it?"
Song Lingling raised her eyes, looked at the chicken wings and said with a smile, "I don't like meat. I usually eat meat very much. Thank you."
Take back the eyes that fall on the wings of the chicken, inadvertently see the Yijun in front.
Yijun is just looking at her.
Song Lingling's heart tightened when they looked at each other.
The boy's eyes are too naked!
He wrote all over his face, interested in her box.
Song Lingling grabbed the bag and held it tightly in her arms!
She gave Yijun a warning stare. She won't sell the casket!
She held the bag tightly, holding chopsticks in one hand, and quickly picked up the rice.
Song Mei is aware of her difference. She raises her eyes from time to time and looks forward. Song Mei looks up to the front.
At a glance, I saw Yijun, who was elegant and full of noble spirit, looking at Song Lingling without expression.
Song Mei was stunned, and then she asked song Lingling, "he won't like you, will he?"
"Who is he?" Song Lingling asked.
"What kind of school grass do we learn, handsome?"
"What's his name?"
"King Yijun."
"I just met him. How could he look at me?" He is interested in her box!
"Although he is poor, he looks very good. There are many girls in our school like him."
Poor?
Song Lingling questions song Mei's words.
Yijun's breath is not like that of the poor.
But the clothes he wears are so common that they can't be more common. They should be very easy to wear.But even so, it does not affect his perfect appearance.
Song Lingling raised her eyes and looked at Yijun.
This guy is still looking at her. His eyes are so naked. It seems that he is really interested in her box!
Song Lingling said to herself, "it seems that the casket can't be brought to school."
Song Lingling is stared at by Yijun. She has no appetite at all.
After two quick bites, she stopped eating.
Song Mei still has many dishes. Her chicken hasn't been touched.
See Song Lingling put down chopsticks, her mouth chewing food vaguely asked: "full?"
Song Lingling: "after eating, I'll go back to the dormitory first."
Song Mei nodded, "OK, you go back first."
She has a long time to eat.
Song Lingling did not return to her dormitory immediately after she left the canteen.
She came to the playground, ran, jumped, squatted down to count the ants It's boring to see.
She doesn't like k city!
But she couldn't resist her family's arrangement and came to K city from Shanghai.
Song Lingling walked around the basketball court twice and sat down on the stairs.
She hung her head down and drew a circle with a stick in her hand.
"No siesta?" At this time, there was a nice and cold voice behind me.
This voice is a little familiar!
Song Lingling suddenly got up and turned around.
When she saw Yijun, she conditionally covered the bag hanging in front of her!
She glared angrily at Yijun: "don't follow me! I won't sell boxes! "
Yijun slightly picked up his eyebrows. He looked into her eyes. Her black and white eyes reflected him.
He took a sip and said, "where are you from?"
"It has nothing to do with you!"
"I'll give you ten million, give it to me!"
"Ten million?" Song Lingling is stunned. Song Mei is not. Is he poor? Can he give 10 million yuan?
I'm not afraid to laugh!
Ten million for her box?
Although she is very precious to this box, she knows that the box is not worth so much money.
Just like inlaid with gold, it radiates golden light. Who doesn't know it's made of iron outside?
It's not diamond jewelry. It's worth 10 million yuan?
Song Lingling thinks that Yijun is playing with her. How can a poor person spend 10 million yuan to buy a piece of iron?
Does he understand ten million?
Thinking of this, song Lingling looks at Yijun like an idiot: "I won't sell 100 billion! This classmate, you die this heart! "
"If you don't sell 100 billion yuan, give you 200 billion yuan?"
"Not for sale! Unless it kills me! "
Yaya, what's up? 200 billion?
Does he have any misunderstanding about the billion unit?
Her stubborn face, as if to die to protect the iron box attitude, let you feel unhappy.
Can't she be as realistic as any other girl, and her eyes brighten when she hears money?
"How much does it really cost?"
Song Lingling can't stand it. She hates people who talk about money easily!
She glared at him fiercely: "give me 300 billion and 500 billion is the same result, I don't sell is not sell!"
“……”
Seeing that Yijun's face was cold, song Lingling continued, "there are some things that money can't buy. Don't always bring some smelly money to do business with me!"
Even if song Lingling doesn't believe in her deskmate, she doesn't believe that the classmate in front of her is poor and that he can easily bring out 20 million yuan.
Everyone is a student and a consumer. Even if their parents have so much money, they can't let them all buy her casket, right?
Unless his parents are as stupid as he is.
"Good." Yijun looks at Song Lingling deeply. It's a long time before she has a good word. Then she turns and leaves.
Looking at his tall and straight figure, song Lingling pursed her lips displeased, "inexplicable."
At the end of the evening study, there are all kinds of luxury cars at the school gate waiting for the children to finish class.
When song Lingling came out with her schoolbag on her back, she soon saw the black BMW that took her to school.
She sipped her mouth, looked helpless, and then walked over casually.
In the driver's seat is her father song Kaiming.
When she put on her seat belt, song Kaiming asked, "are you used to the new school?"
Song Lingling looked out of the window, her face expressionless: "how about habits? How about not habits?"
Her attitude, let song Kaiming immediately black face.
Song Kaiming: "this is your home. Your roots are here. You must come back to live!"
Song Lingling sneered and raised her lips: "when I was sent away with my mother, why didn't she think it was my home and my roots were here?""I had to! Although I sent you away, I didn't treat you badly! "
Song Lingling suddenly looked at Song Kaiming, with a trace of hatred in her eyes: "you forced me back, forced me to be engaged to someone I didn't like, forced me to be separated from my mother, and killed her with a heart attack. Isn't that unfair to me?"
Song Kaiming was a little guilty. He said: "it's not a bad thing to let you marry Zhang Shao! I can't blame your mother's death. She is too persistent! "
"Enough!" Song Lingling suddenly yells at Song Kaiming: "you need another half word. I'll get off now and fly away. You can't find it all your life!"
If it wasn't for the money to cure grandma, would she be so obedient in this male car?
"temper is as like as two peas, persistent and headless!" Song Kaiming starts the car.
Song Lingling was angry and angry. Thinking of her dead mother and grandma in hospital, she had to admit defeat.
She red eyes, very hard to control, just did not cry in front of this man.
She bit her lower lip and looked at the man driving: "how much did you sell me to Zhang Shao? Is there 20 million? "
"No, what do you want to do? You're engaged, so you'll have to wait until you're 18 to get married. "
Song Lingling hears the words and laughs sarcastically. She is not worth 20 million for a living person, and the box will be worth 20 million?
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The girl's name is Liu Yue.
Song Lingling blinked doubtfully: "just pen."
"Why is it so hot?" Liu Yue rubbed her fingers.
Up to now, she also felt the pain of burning her fingers.
"Hot?" Song Lingling is more confused.
She opened the iron box, which contained two pens and a ballpoint pen.
There is nothing. How can it be hot?
"You see, I have several pens in my pencil box, nothing else."
Everyone put their heads together. There's really nothing in it but laughter.
Yijun gets up. At the age of 17, he is 1.8 meters tall.
When he got up, all the open iron boxes came into his eyes.
To load a pen?
He picked up his eyebrows, took a puff from the corner of his eyes, and looked at Song Lingling with the eyes of a fool.
Such a magical iron box, which is used to hold a pen?
When he touched it, he was also burned, but not every time
You look at the back of song Lingling's head: "this iron box is very unique. Can you show it to me?"
Yijun's voice is very pleasant, magnetic and mellow.
Song Lingling hears the sound and suddenly looks back at him in surprise.
Song Lingling is so handsome!
So high!
She had to look up to see his face.
Song Lingling sips her mouth and hands the iron box to Yijun.
Yijun is preparing to receive the iron box.
But when the iron box fell into his hands, there was no temperature, and it was still cold.
Liu Yue frowned and looked at Yijun strangely: "eh, isn't it hot?"
You look down at the iron box.
The surface is polished, and the golden light inside is more dazzling.
It should be held and touched frequently to have such a smooth body.
Yijun looks up at Song Lingling and says, "I want to buy it. How much..."
"Not for sale!"
Even before Yijun finished, song Lingling's face suddenly changed, and she snatched back the iron box without Yijun's precaution.
She held the iron box tightly in her arms and looked at Yijun with a little caution and defense in her eyes. "This box is very important to me. I won't sell it for any money!"
Her reaction is beyond Yijun's imagination. Yijun picks up her eyebrows and looks at Song Lingling with eyes.
Song Lingling turns around. At this time, the class bell rings and the students quickly disperse.
Yijun sits down and looks at Song Lingling's eyes.
Song Lingling seems to be aware of his eyes, thinking that he was making a decision. She has been alert to him ever since.
-
noon.
Song Lingling and her deskmate song Mei come to school canteen to have dinner.
The canteen is very spacious, with enough tables and chairs.
After dinner, they found a seat by the window.
Song Lingling ate scrambled tomato eggs and cabbage.
Song Mei's family is not short of money. She doesn't worry about what she eats or drinks. She beats braised pork, sliced chicken, fried shrimp, etc.
Seeing that song Lingling only eats tomatoes, scrambled eggs and cabbage, she thinks that song Lingling is poor and has no money to eat well.
She picked up a chicken wing and looked at Song Lingling and asked, "do you want it?"
Song Lingling raised her eyes, looked at the chicken wings and said with a smile, "I don't like meat. I usually eat meat very much. Thank you."
Take back the eyes that fall on the wings of the chicken, inadvertently see the Yijun in front.
Yijun is just looking at her.
Song Lingling's heart tightened when they looked at each other.
The boy's eyes are too naked!
He wrote all over his face, interested in her box.
Song Lingling grabbed the bag and held it tightly in her arms!
She gave Yijun a warning stare. She won't sell the casket!
She held the bag tightly, holding chopsticks in one hand, and quickly picked up the rice.
Song Mei is aware of her difference. She raises her eyes from time to time and looks forward. Song Mei looks up to the front.
At a glance, I saw Yijun, who was elegant and full of noble spirit, looking at Song Lingling without expression.
Song Mei was stunned, and then she asked song Lingling, "he won't like you, will he?"
"Who is he?" Song Lingling asked.
"What kind of school grass do we learn, handsome?"
"What's his name?"
"King Yijun."
"I just met him. How could he look at me?" He is interested in her box!
"Although he is poor, he looks very good. There are many girls in our school like him."
Poor?
Song Lingling questions song Mei's words.
Yijun's breath is not like that of the poor.
But the clothes he wears are so common that they can't be more common. They should be very easy to wear.But even so, it does not affect his perfect appearance.
Song Lingling raised her eyes and looked at Yijun.
This guy is still looking at her. His eyes are so naked. It seems that he is really interested in her box!
Song Lingling said to herself, "it seems that the casket can't be brought to school."
Song Lingling is stared at by Yijun. She has no appetite at all.
After two quick bites, she stopped eating.
Song Mei still has many dishes. Her chicken hasn't been touched.
See Song Lingling put down chopsticks, her mouth chewing food vaguely asked: "full?"
Song Lingling: "after eating, I'll go back to the dormitory first."
Song Mei nodded, "OK, you go back first."
She has a long time to eat.
Song Lingling did not return to her dormitory immediately after she left the canteen.
She came to the playground, ran, jumped, squatted down to count the ants It's boring to see.
She doesn't like k city!
But she couldn't resist her family's arrangement and came to K city from Shanghai.
Song Lingling walked around the basketball court twice and sat down on the stairs.
She hung her head down and drew a circle with a stick in her hand.
"No siesta?" At this time, there was a nice and cold voice behind me.
This voice is a little familiar!
Song Lingling suddenly got up and turned around.
When she saw Yijun, she conditionally covered the bag hanging in front of her!
She glared angrily at Yijun: "don't follow me! I won't sell boxes! "
Yijun slightly picked up his eyebrows. He looked into her eyes. Her black and white eyes reflected him.
He took a sip and said, "where are you from?"
"It has nothing to do with you!"
"I'll give you ten million, give it to me!"
"Ten million?" Song Lingling is stunned. Song Mei is not. Is he poor? Can he give 10 million yuan?
I'm not afraid to laugh!
Ten million for her box?
Although she is very precious to this box, she knows that the box is not worth so much money.
Just like inlaid with gold, it radiates golden light. Who doesn't know it's made of iron outside?
It's not diamond jewelry. It's worth 10 million yuan?
Song Lingling thinks that Yijun is playing with her. How can a poor person spend 10 million yuan to buy a piece of iron?
Does he understand ten million?
Thinking of this, song Lingling looks at Yijun like an idiot: "I won't sell 100 billion! This classmate, you die this heart! "
"If you don't sell 100 billion yuan, give you 200 billion yuan?"
"Not for sale! Unless it kills me! "
Yaya, what's up? 200 billion?
Does he have any misunderstanding about the billion unit?
Her stubborn face, as if to die to protect the iron box attitude, let you feel unhappy.
Can't she be as realistic as any other girl, and her eyes brighten when she hears money?
"How much does it really cost?"
Song Lingling can't stand it. She hates people who talk about money easily!
She glared at him fiercely: "give me 300 billion and 500 billion is the same result, I don't sell is not sell!"
“……”
Seeing that Yijun's face was cold, song Lingling continued, "there are some things that money can't buy. Don't always bring some smelly money to do business with me!"
Even if song Lingling doesn't believe in her deskmate, she doesn't believe that the classmate in front of her is poor and that he can easily bring out 20 million yuan.
Everyone is a student and a consumer. Even if their parents have so much money, they can't let them all buy her casket, right?
Unless his parents are as stupid as he is.
"Good." Yijun looks at Song Lingling deeply. It's a long time before she has a good word. Then she turns and leaves.
Looking at his tall and straight figure, song Lingling pursed her lips displeased, "inexplicable."
At the end of the evening study, there are all kinds of luxury cars at the school gate waiting for the children to finish class.
When song Lingling came out with her schoolbag on her back, she soon saw the black BMW that took her to school.
She sipped her mouth, looked helpless, and then walked over casually.
In the driver's seat is her father song Kaiming.
When she put on her seat belt, song Kaiming asked, "are you used to the new school?"
Song Lingling looked out of the window, her face expressionless: "how about habits? How about not habits?"
Her attitude, let song Kaiming immediately black face.
Song Kaiming: "this is your home. Your roots are here. You must come back to live!"
Song Lingling sneered and raised her lips: "when I was sent away with my mother, why didn't she think it was my home and my roots were here?""I had to! Although I sent you away, I didn't treat you badly! "
Song Lingling suddenly looked at Song Kaiming, with a trace of hatred in her eyes: "you forced me back, forced me to be engaged to someone I didn't like, forced me to be separated from my mother, and killed her with a heart attack. Isn't that unfair to me?"
Song Kaiming was a little guilty. He said: "it's not a bad thing to let you marry Zhang Shao! I can't blame your mother's death. She is too persistent! "
"Enough!" Song Lingling suddenly yells at Song Kaiming: "you need another half word. I'll get off now and fly away. You can't find it all your life!"
If it wasn't for the money to cure grandma, would she be so obedient in this male car?
"temper is as like as two peas, persistent and headless!" Song Kaiming starts the car.
Song Lingling was angry and angry. Thinking of her dead mother and grandma in hospital, she had to admit defeat.
She red eyes, very hard to control, just did not cry in front of this man.
She bit her lower lip and looked at the man driving: "how much did you sell me to Zhang Shao? Is there 20 million? "
"No, what do you want to do? You're engaged, so you'll have to wait until you're 18 to get married. "
Song Lingling hears the words and laughs sarcastically. She is not worth 20 million for a living person, and the box will be worth 20 million?
The girl's name is Liu Yue. Song Lingling blinked doubtfully: "just pen." "Why is it so hot?" Liu Yue rubbed her fingers. Up to now, she also felt the pain of burning her fingers. "Hot?" Song Lingling is more confused. She opened the iron box, which contained two pens and a ballpoint pen. There is nothing. How can it be hot? "You see, I have several pens in my pencil box, nothing else." Everyone put their heads together. There's really nothing in it but laughter. Yijun gets up. At the age of 17, he is 1.8 meters tall. When he got up, all the open iron boxes came into his eyes. To load a pen? He picked up his eyebrows, took a puff from the corner of his eyes, and looked at Song Lingling with the eyes of a fool. Such a magical iron box, which is used to hold a pen? When he touched it, he was also burned, but not every time You look at the back of song Lingling's head: "this iron box is very unique. Can you show it to me?" Yijun's voice is very pleasant, magnetic and mellow. Song Lingling hears the sound and suddenly looks back at him in surprise. Song Lingling is so handsome! So high! She had to look up to see his face. Song Lingling sips her mouth and hands the iron box to Yijun. Yijun is preparing to receive the iron box. But when the iron box fell into his hands, there was no temperature, and it was still cold. Liu Yue frowned and looked at Yijun strangely: "eh, isn't it hot?" You look down at the iron box. The surface is polished, and the golden light inside is more dazzling. It should be held and touched frequently to have such a smooth body. Yijun looks up at Song Lingling and says, "I want to buy it. How much..." "Not for sale!" Even before Yijun finished, song Lingling's face suddenly changed, and she snatched back the iron box without Yijun's precaution. She held the iron box tightly in her arms and looked at Yijun with a little caution and defense in her eyes. "This box is very important to me. I won't sell it for any money!" Her reaction is beyond Yijun's imagination. Yijun picks up her eyebrows and looks at Song Lingling with eyes. Song Lingling turns around. At this time, the class bell rings and the students quickly disperse. Yijun sits down and looks at Song Lingling's eyes. Song Lingling seems to be aware of his eyes, thinking that he was making a decision. She has been alert to him ever since. - noon. Song Lingling and her deskmate song Mei come to school canteen to have dinner. The canteen is very spacious, with enough tables and chairs. After dinner, they found a seat by the window. Song Lingling ate scrambled tomato eggs and cabbage. Song Mei's family is not short of money. She doesn't worry about what she eats or drinks. She beats braised pork, sliced chicken, fried shrimp, etc. Seeing that song Lingling only eats tomatoes, scrambled eggs and cabbage, she thinks that song Lingling is poor and has no money to eat well. She picked up a chicken wing and looked at Song Lingling and asked, "do you want it?" Song Lingling raised her eyes, looked at the chicken wings and said with a smile, "I don't like meat. I usually eat meat very much. Thank you." Take back the eyes that fall on the wings of the chicken, inadvertently see the Yijun in front. Yijun is just looking at her. Song Lingling's heart tightened when they looked at each other. The boy's eyes are too naked! He wrote all over his face, interested in her box. Song Lingling grabbed the bag and held it tightly in her arms! She gave Yijun a warning stare. She won't sell the casket! She held the bag tightly, holding chopsticks in one hand, and quickly picked up the rice. Song Mei is aware of her difference. She raises her eyes from time to time and looks forward. Song Mei looks up to the front. At a glance, I saw Yijun, who was elegant and full of noble spirit, looking at Song Lingling without expression. Song Mei was stunned, and then she asked song Lingling, "he won't like you, will he?" "Who is he?" Song Lingling asked. "What kind of school grass do we learn, handsome?" "What's his name?" "King Yijun." "I just met him. How could he look at me?" He is interested in her box! "Although he is poor, he looks very good. There are many girls in our school like him." Poor? Song Lingling questions song Mei's words. Yijun's breath is not like that of the poor. But the clothes he wears are so common that they can't be more common. They should be very easy to wear.But even so, it does not affect his perfect appearance. Song Lingling raised her eyes and looked at Yijun. This guy is still looking at her. His eyes are so naked. It seems that he is really interested in her box! Song Lingling said to herself, "it seems that the casket can't be brought to school." Song Lingling is stared at by Yijun. She has no appetite at all. After two quick bites, she stopped eating. Song Mei still has many dishes. Her chicken hasn't been touched. See Song Lingling put down chopsticks, her mouth chewing food vaguely asked: "full?" Song Lingling: "after eating, I'll go back to the dormitory first." Song Mei nodded, "OK, you go back first." She has a long time to eat. Song Lingling did not return to her dormitory immediately after she left the canteen. She came to the playground, ran, jumped, squatted down to count the ants It's boring to see. She doesn't like k city! But she couldn't resist her family's arrangement and came to K city from Shanghai. Song Lingling walked around the basketball court twice and sat down on the stairs. She hung her head down and drew a circle with a stick in her hand. "No siesta?" At this time, there was a nice and cold voice behind me. This voice is a little familiar! Song Lingling suddenly got up and turned around. When she saw Yijun, she conditionally covered the bag hanging in front of her! She glared angrily at Yijun: "don't follow me! I won't sell boxes! " Yijun slightly picked up his eyebrows. He looked into her eyes. Her black and white eyes reflected him. He took a sip and said, "where are you from?" "It has nothing to do with you!" "I'll give you ten million, give it to me!" "Ten million?" Song Lingling is stunned. Song Mei is not. Is he poor? Can he give 10 million yuan? I'm not afraid to laugh! Ten million for her box? Although she is very precious to this box, she knows that the box is not worth so much money. Just like inlaid with gold, it radiates golden light. Who doesn't know it's made of iron outside? It's not diamond jewelry. It's worth 10 million yuan? Song Lingling thinks that Yijun is playing with her. How can a poor person spend 10 million yuan to buy a piece of iron? Does he understand ten million? Thinking of this, song Lingling looks at Yijun like an idiot: "I won't sell 100 billion! This classmate, you die this heart! " "If you don't sell 100 billion yuan, give you 200 billion yuan?" "Not for sale! Unless it kills me! " Yaya, what's up? 200 billion? Does he have any misunderstanding about the billion unit? Her stubborn face, as if to die to protect the iron box attitude, let you feel unhappy. Can't she be as realistic as any other girl, and her eyes brighten when she hears money? "How much does it really cost?" Song Lingling can't stand it. She hates people who talk about money easily! She glared at him fiercely: "give me 300 billion and 500 billion is the same result, I don't sell is not sell!" Seeing that Yijun's face was cold, song Lingling continued, "there are some things that money can't buy. Don't always bring some smelly money to do business with me!" Even if song Lingling doesn't believe in her deskmate, she doesn't believe that the classmate in front of her is poor and that he can easily bring out 20 million yuan. Everyone is a student and a consumer. Even if their parents have so much money, they can't let them all buy her casket, right? Unless his parents are as stupid as he is. "Good." Yijun looks at Song Lingling deeply. It's a long time before she has a good word. Then she turns and leaves. Looking at his tall and straight figure, song Lingling pursed her lips displeased, "inexplicable." At the end of the evening study, there are all kinds of luxury cars at the school gate waiting for the children to finish class. When song Lingling came out with her schoolbag on her back, she soon saw the black BMW that took her to school. She sipped her mouth, looked helpless, and then walked over casually. In the driver's seat is her father song Kaiming. When she put on her seat belt, song Kaiming asked, "are you used to the new school?" Song Lingling looked out of the window, her face expressionless: "how about habits? How about not habits?" Her attitude, let song Kaiming immediately black face. Song Kaiming: "this is your home. Your roots are here. You must come back to live!" Song Lingling sneered and raised her lips: "when I was sent away with my mother, why didn't she think it was my home and my roots were here?""I had to! Although I sent you away, I didn't treat you badly! " Song Lingling suddenly looked at Song Kaiming, with a trace of hatred in her eyes: "you forced me back, forced me to be engaged to someone I didn't like, forced me to be separated from my mother, and killed her with a heart attack. Isn't that unfair to me?" Song Kaiming was a little guilty. He said: "it's not a bad thing to let you marry Zhang Shao! I can't blame your mother's death. She is too persistent! " "Enough!" Song Lingling suddenly yells at Song Kaiming: "you need another half word. I'll get off now and fly away. You can't find it all your life!" If it wasn't for the money to cure grandma, would she be so obedient in this male car? "temper is as like as two peas, persistent and headless!" Song Kaiming starts the car. Song Lingling was angry and angry. Thinking of her dead mother and grandma in hospital, she had to admit defeat. She red eyes, very hard to control, just did not cry in front of this man. She bit her lower lip and looked at the man driving: "how much did you sell me to Zhang Shao? Is there 20 million? " "No, what do you want to do? You're engaged, so you'll have to wait until you're 18 to get married. " Song Lingling hears the words and laughs sarcastically. She is not worth 20 million for a living person, and the box will be worth 20 million?
