Chapter 435 You Are Mine (13)

The first day of junior high school is really stupid. When did she say such a thing? Why didn't she even know it?

"Young people, read more books, read more newspapers, eat less snacks and sleep more, without a regular schedule, memory will easily deteriorate."

There was gloating in the guardian's voice, and before he could answer on the first day of junior high school, he returned the dominance of the dialogue box in his hand to the toilet, saying that there was something important, and left in a hurry.

"Ding, I'm a good person."

Following closely in the footsteps of the guardian, the toilet walked away after saying this, leaving Chu Yi alone to stand in place and ponder when he had said this.

On the first day of junior high school, perhaps she should admit that she is really old. Although her main body is only 20 years old, after traveling in various planes, her age counts, and she is not thousands of years old, but hundreds of years old.

Hundreds of years old, bastard doesn't live as long as himself.

Wang Meiying, who covered her practice with her medical records, did not give up observing the first day of junior high school because of this. Instead, she took the paper away from her face and pretended to catch a glimpse of the first day of junior high school inadvertently. Only then did he put down the paper in his hand with confidence.

"Chacha, are you okay?"

Wang Meiying was terrified. When she raised her head on the first day of the junior high school, she subconsciously covered her face with the medical records.

Hearing Wang Meiying's voice, Chuyi realized that there were other people in the office besides himself. After a distorted face, he took two deep breaths, and Chuyi regained his senses.

Really, I lost face to my grandma's house!
"Sister Meiying, I want to ask you about Lin Qi."

In the memory of the original owner, Lin Qi seems to have a family, because the day Lin Qi came was the first day the original owner went to work. When the original owner arrived at the gate of the hospital that day, he saw an old couple, each holding a Rope, the two stood on the left and right sides of a young man, with pain on their faces.

The young man who was tied up with the rope was Lin Qi. On the first day of junior high school, when I found out the memory of the original owner, I saw that Lin Qi looked very well-behaved that day, and he didn't seem to be mentally ill at all.

But everything changed upon entering the hospital lobby.

Lin Qi suddenly turned into a violent young man. When he saw it on the first day of junior high school, Lin Qi pushed away his elderly father and walked towards the original owner step by step. The face that was originally ferocious changed instantly when he saw the original owner. Soft as water.

The pictures in my mind, frame by frame, flashed through my mind. Unfortunately, when I came, the original owner had just come to work for the third day. Apart from being sent by the hospital to take care of Lin Qi, there was no other useful information. No.

Perhaps the topic of the first day of junior high school jumped too quickly, and Wang Meiying, who couldn't get back to her senses, was stunned for a long time before gradually regaining her thoughts.

She pondered for a while, then frowned, and looked at the first day of the junior high school with a complicated expression.

"Mr. Lin is actually the young master of the local Lin's consortium, and his future is bright..."

Speaking of this, Wang Meiying stopped suddenly. She raised her hand to signal that she needed to organize her words. On the first day of junior high school, she moved a stool and sat obediently in front of Wang Meiying with a polite smile on her face.

"Mr. Lin has a talent that is different from ordinary people in painting since he was a child. You know, geniuses always have something different. So one day, some media exposed that Mr. Lin has a mental illness."

(End of this chapter)

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