Female supporting style is wrong

Chapter 299 I Heard You Are Secretly in Love with Me (13)

"Yes." Ji Ge replied calmly, staring straight at her, and her voice was as soft as ever: "Is there any problem? Mother."

Without the presence of outsiders, Mica no longer has to pretend to be a good mother who cares about her children. She rubbed her temples a little tiredly, and her tone revealed a bit of uncontrollable disgust: "A Ji, take a long-term view, these people are not worthy of you and They count."

Ji Ge is used to this set of rhetoric, and it is a little funny.

Yunmu hated the heroine's mother, and even hated Xie Meng's mother who was somewhat similar to her.

Her love for Father Yun has reached a pathological point.

The most direct manifestation is the original owner. She thinks that Father Yun might like boys, so the original owner has been pretending to be a boy for more than ten years. If she can't get Father Yun's love, she hopes that the original owner can get his father's attention. Growing up in such a depressing environment, the original owner was lucky not to grow crooked.

The original owner's feelings for this mother are also very complicated. Although Yuna loves her dearly, one of the most important reasons is that she has Father Yun's blood in her body.

In the original plot, after the accidental death of the original owner, Mica insisted not to let others get close to the original owner, and went through the process by herself, declaring that it was a mother-child relationship, but the deeper level was to conceal the identity of the original owner.

Until her death, the original owner was known as a boy by everyone, while Lu, whom she had a crush on, never knew her thoughts from the beginning to the end.

"I see," the young man said calmly, curled the corners of his lips, and retreated in a gentle voice: "I still have homework to finish, so I'll go back to my room first."

Mica waved her hand casually, watched Ji Ge leave calmly, pressed the center of her eyebrows, her eyes drooped slightly.

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A week later, Cuiying Noble High School ushered in the midterm exam.

The examination room is assigned according to the students' previous grades, and the exchange students of Hanyang High School have no grades when they first arrived, so they are uniformly assigned to the last exam room.

When Sui Li walked into the examination room, he instantly attracted the attention of all the students in the examination room. The mixed-race boy's beauty was so recognizable, his lavender pupils were in a careless expression, and his thin lips were slightly pursed into a cold arc. Coupled with his noble and alienated temperament, the girls suddenly started whispering.

Sui Li has long been accustomed to such gazes, ignored the gaze focused on him, calmly took out the stationery for the exam and placed them on the table one by one, raised his eyelashes, and saw Xie Meng in front of him at a glance.

It's also a coincidence that Xie Meng's grades are not good, and he has been in the last few examination rooms all year round. This time he happened to meet Sui Li.

Xie Meng had discovered Sui Li a long time ago, the boy gritted his teeth, he stared covetously at Qi Yan next to Sui Li, and felt a cold pain in his shoulder.

Last time, Sui Li deliberately poured milk tea all over his body. The key point is that there were still many unmelted ice cubes in the milk tea, and it was as cold and painful as being hit by a stone.

The physical injury is not serious, the main reason is that Xie Meng couldn't swallow this breath.

The boy rolled his eyes, wanting to regain his place, so he winked at his follower.

So, half an hour before the end of the exam, a ball of paper flew over and smashed directly on Sui Li's desk.

Without the slightest curiosity, Sui Li raised his head to meet the inspecting eyes of the invigilator, and raised his hand to signal: "Teacher, someone threw a ball of paper at me."

The invigilator came over with a serious face, took a look at the ball of paper, and frowned.

The teacher didn't doubt Sui Li's intentions, after all, he could see clearly that the boy never touched the ball of paper from the beginning to the end, probably someone passed on the cheat sheet and threw it in a wrong direction.

What's more, the invigilator had a vague understanding of Sui Li's situation. The famous elementary school god of Hanyang High School didn't need to cheat.

"I see," the invigilator put away the ball of paper: "We will investigate the situation clearly, students, please focus on the exam first."

The young man nodded casually, his delicate and smooth jaw line slightly raised, showing a bit of laziness.

Xie Meng, who had witnessed all the process, clenched his fists.

Shouldn't a normal person's reaction be to open the ball of paper out of curiosity? !

Is Sui Li still a normal person?

　Today, another little angel asked the author a question. Let me explain first. It’s not that the author didn’t answer, but that there was a small problem in the backstage. After several voice calls, the parameters were wrong.

　　As for age... well, I won't talk about this

　　After sorting out the following outline, I should write more smoothly in the future.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)