The real daughter returns, and she got out of Tsinghua University

Chapter 14
I always feel that the end of the season is weird, but I can't say it's weird, so I went back to the room with a gloomy face, and Ji Bingbing became more and more angry as he thought about it.

Someone must have given her a trick to make her a city man.

Who is this guy?She has only been in contact with Tang Guirong recently, damn it, it must be her.

After finally climbing into a wealthy family, can she let it go?
In addition, she sold her house and rushed to the countryside, so she must have a grudge.

damn it!
Let her tell Song Bijun that others don't understand, but she knows Song Bijun's character too well.

If you talk too much, Song Bijun will think that he is against her, and he will hate her as well over time.

are you crazy?To intercede for her?She is the only daughter of the Ji family, no real daughter or fake daughter, the person she doesn't want to see must disappear from her eyes.

Anxiously, she turned on her phone, logged into her Weibo account, and opened a page.

"Ji Moumou's make-up exam notice, I don't know if this young lady can keep her status as a junior college student!"

As soon as the topic came out, people quickly followed up.

"By the way, Ji Moumou, is his head full of shit? He even got a zero score in the English test. Oh my god, is this the perfect way to avoid all the correct answers?"

"Hahaha, the truth is revealed upstairs!"

"Our Shui Ling'er is still very good. I remember that Shui Ling'er got a full score in English in the college entrance examination?"

"Yeah, I accidentally stood on the shoulders of giants."

"Don't forget, Shui Ling'er is Ji Bingbing's cousin, so she must be as smart as Ji Bingbing."

"Sister Shui Linger, please share your English learning experience. Xiao Caicai will take the English Test Band 12 in December."

"Hey! We are talking about Ji Moumou, did the little sister upstairs go to the wrong room?"

"Woooo—it's a pity that Ji Moumou doesn't have to take the CET-[-] and CET-[-] exams. I really want to see how she makes duck eggs."

Ji Bingbing's screen name Shui Ling'er on Weibo has more than 100 million fans, 99 of which are fake fans bought by Lu Ziyin for her.

It doesn't matter, as long as you have 1 real fans, these people are almost all black fans who met their relatives during the live broadcast half a year ago.

Ji Bingbing only said that she was a relative of the person involved and knew some inside information, and would update the embarrassing things at the end of the season every day, which caused a lot of people on the Internet to scold her.

The ending of these seasons is not known, and it is not introduced in the book.

After reading more than 100 pages of pure English financial books, she stood up and moved her body.

She bought the book at the bookstore in the afternoon. She remembered that it said in the book that Ji's family had a huge study room, which was only used by Ji Xincheng.

She would love to see it now.

At [-]:[-] in the morning, Ji's family members fell asleep, and based on the description in the book, she quickly found the study.

Gently turn the doorknob, and the door lock opens with a sound.

Thirsty and out to drink water, Ji Xincheng inadvertently saw a little light shining through the door of the study.

With a sound of "Huh", he pushed the door open and went in. Only a reading light was turned on in the corner, and Ji Momo looked up at him.

"what are you doing here?"

"Read the book!"

"Reading?" Ji Xincheng was surprised from ear to ear.

It's been more than half a year since I found my biological daughter, and I've never seen her read a book, hehe, it can't be a mess of pornographic books, right?
Seeming to see through his mind, Ji Mo stood up and put the book back on the shelf.

"Don't worry, they are all serious books, don't think people are so unscrupulous."

Of course, Ji Xincheng knew that his own book collection was an economics book.

"Mo, can you understand this book?"

"Well, I know all the words on it."

At the end of the season, he yawned lazily, "I'm sleepy, I'll go back to sleep."

Opening the book, the good impression I had just now dissipated instantly when I saw a little bastard on the page.

(End of this chapter)