his spring breeze

Chapter 18 "Just Let You Be So Wronged?"

"One hundred catties of birch bark, shipped by sea."

"..."

"Add something to it by the way."

Shen Chaosheng paused while speaking, and slowly spit out three words from his thin lips:

"rosemary."

……

The next day.

The morning glow is magnificent, and the sound of birds is like washing.

After Jiang Chunhe woke up, looking at the strange ceiling, he sat up from the bed with a "crash".

Looking around, almost fell to the ground at the age of 20.

It's crazy, crazy, because there is a Miffy rabbit, let her sleep so peacefully?

"Rely, little rabbit, you are hurting me!"

Jiang Chunhe poked the pink Miffy rabbit on the bedside, biting his side lip, "I must have been a rabbit spirit in my previous life, I must be, you are all hurting me!"

"Who killed my wife?"

Shen Chaosheng walked in.

"Can you stop calling me madam? We don't have a single word!"

"..."

The man was silent, smiling lightly. Shen Chaosheng wore a black shirt today with his sleeves rolled up. He walked to the window and opened the curtains. The early morning sun was embedded with mottled tree shadows, shining on his jade-like face. Qing Jun.

Damn, how dare this person ignore her?

Jiang Chunhe stretched his legs and kicked him unceremoniously, "Go out, I want to change clothes."

Shen Chaosheng hummed and turned to leave.

After taking two steps, he looked back at her.

Seeing the little girl crying, she kept silent and wiped her tears with her sleeve.

His heart seemed to be tightened by something, and he walked in front of her.

"What's wrong? Who bullied you?"

"Of course it's you bastard! I'm still so young, and I'm about to marry someone I don't like and turn into a yellow-faced woman. How can I not cry? I feel uncomfortable, can't I be wronged!"

She was so tired last night that she forgot to cry, but today her lacrimal glands came back, developed like a faucet turned on.

Shen Chaosheng bent down to wipe Jiang Chunhe's tears, "Marrying me makes you so wronged?"

"Yes, even if I marry the uncle who cleans up the garbage downstairs, it's a hundred times better than marrying you, Shen Chaosheng!"

Jiang Chunhe took out a purse from the drawer and threw it on Shen Chaosheng.

"Give it back to you! I don't care about this thing!"

The crumpled purse was embroidered with spring tides and mandarin ducks, which one could it be if it wasn't the one he lost.

Shen Chaosheng's eyebrows and eyes stretched, and his eyes suddenly became very attractive, "How did you pick it up?"

"You don't care about me! It's returned to the original owner. I don't owe you anything. I don't want to see you in the future!"

After speaking, Jiang Chunhe wiped his tears and walked out.

Shen Chaosheng held the purse, put it in Jiang Chunhe's schoolbag, and stuffed a few hundred dollars and a note into the middle of the schoolbag.

After Jiang Chunhe finished washing, he took his schoolbag and left!

She doesn't want to eat food from Shen Chaosheng's house!She will be sick!
When I got to school, I realized that I had no money. I was very hungry. I hurriedly looked through my schoolbag to find my mobile phone and wanted to call my mother. I accidentally saw several hundred dollars.

Could it be that Dad put it in yesterday?
Sure enough, he is his good father.

Jiang Chunhe's boredom was swept away, and he took the money to eat.

……

When they came to the classroom, Jiang Chunhe went to find Zhao Ningyue, who had already taken a seat.

The two of them sat together, Jiang Chunhe turned the schoolbag upside down, and the books and the purse were emptied out together.

"Depend on?!"

She had already returned this purse to Shen Chaosheng, so why did it appear in her schoolbag again? That bastard must have put it in while she was washing. Could it be that he also put the hundreds of dollars in it?

Jiang Chunhe didn't want to admit this fact.

"Chunhe, what's the matter with you?" Zhao Ningyue saw her face turned into a kaleidoscope.

"It's nothing, I just remembered a very, very annoying person!"

"Could it be Shen Chaosheng?"

"Don't mention him to me, I don't agree with him!"

"..."

Zhao Ningyue held back her laughter, Jiang Chunhe has always been indifferent to boys, this is the first time that she hates a person so much, it may turn into liking if she hates it to the extreme, it's not certain.

Jiang Chunhe opened the textbook, and there was a note inside.

The handwriting of Shen Chaosheng's Yanjin Liugu appeared in front of her eyes.

On the note, there is a string of mobile phone numbers.

(End of this chapter)