"I'm so angry! I'm so angry! I'm so angry! Ahhhh--"

He Ruxin came out of the library elevator angrily, muttering her dissatisfaction with Han Minghao.

"My mother, when I was studying, the people who asked me to watch movies were able to go from here to the capital. Now I took the initiative to invite someone to watch movies and was rejected. I was really angry!" He Ruxin became more and more angry as she thought about it.

"Ruxin? Why are you here?" Wang Wenyun, who was returning from outside, saw He Ruxin coming out of the elevator and asked curiously.

"Sister Yun, wuwuwu" He heard someone calling him, He Ruxin looked in the sound and found that it was Wang Wenyun calling him. He rushed up and hugged Wang Wenyun and asked for comfort.

"What's wrong? Who bullied you?" Wang Wenyun comforted He Ruxin's back.

Wang Wenyun was able to meet He Ruxin because He Ruxin has always been running to the library during this period. After a while, He Ruxin and Han Minghao have not made much progress, but they have a good relationship with Wang Wenyun.

In fact, Wang Wenyun is a little younger than He Ruxin, but for a woman's little thoughts, He Ruxin called Wang Wenyun first, and Wang Wenyun agreed. Wang Wenyun is the kind of person who doesn't care much about many things. She seems to feel as plain as water, and she doesn't care about the little thoughts between women.

However, He Ruxin was willing to call herself Sister Yun. Wang Wenyun felt that she had the responsibility to protect her sister. In fact, Wang Wenyun was not as concerned about anything as she saw on the surface. There was something that was more important than anything in Wang Wenyun's mind, that was family affection or someone who was regarded as a relative.

"I'm not that bastard Han Minghao. I asked him to go to the movie. He just refused me, but he even said he wanted to become a master. Am I not as good as a monk?" Because Wang Wenyun knew that He Ruxin was interested in Han Minghao, He Ruxin did not hide her experience and told Wang Wenyun about what had just happened.

He Ruxin has never been to the library before. For the past month, she has been running to the library almost every day. How could Lan Zhihui Huixin's Wang Wenyun not guess He Ruxin's thoughts?

"Monk? The master he is talking about should be a rank in the League of Legends game, not referring to people." Although Wang Wenyun does not play League of Legends, she knows some things about League of Legends because there is someone around her playing every day.

"The master is not a human?" He Ruxin stopped crying, as if there was hope again.

Wang Wenyun: "Yes, it is a rank in the game. It seems that if you have reached a score, you will be given a corresponding rank."

"Wow—that means I'm not as good as a game!" He Ruxin, who suddenly realized that he was even more sad this time. She thought Han Minghao was going to worship the master in the temple tonight. This time, the reality is even more cruel than she thought.

"It's okay, boys, it's normal for them to like to play. One day he will understand your feelings. By the way, have you seen Su Chen on it?" Wang Wenyun suddenly remembered that there was something to communicate with Su Chen, but Wang Wenyun went to the Sports Department office and the senior high school office before and did not find Su Chen. She guessed that Su Chen might have come to the library to find Han Minghao to play.

"Who is Su Chen?" He Ruxin asked.

"Well——, what do you mean? It's just a new teacher. I didn't find him in the office there. I think he might have come here." Wang Wenyun said.

He Ruxin: "Oh~, I didn't see anyone else, I saw Han Minghao alone on it."

Kyoto, a house in a study room.

A middle-aged man with a majestic face was sitting on a chair behind the desk and closed his eyes to rest. A beautiful woman was standing behind him and giving him a massage on his head.

Beautiful woman: "Have you been very busy recently? I see that you have a few more white hairs on your head."

Middle-aged man: "Well, I'm very busy. It's about to be 70th anniversary. A bunch of documents on it has just been issued. After resting today, I'm probably busy until next year."

The middle-aged man enjoyed the beautiful woman's dexterous hands dancing on his head. At this moment, he remembered that when he was young, they also spent this way. A smile appeared on his face, but the smile did not last long, and the smile on the middle-aged man's face was curled away, as if he had remembered something unpleasant.

"What's that brat doing recently?" the middle-aged man suddenly opened his eyes and asked the woman behind him.

Hearing the middle-aged man's words, the beautiful woman's hand suddenly stopped and then said, "Listen to the report from the people below, I went to a private high school in the south to work as a physical education teacher."

"Hmph, don't miss the job, you should have heard his grandfather send him to the Northern Theater Command to fight and fight. If you hadn't stopped him to the death, you would have become like this now? Look at what you spoiled him now?" The middle-aged man became excited when he talked about this and sat upright.

"If you don't feel sorry for your son, I feel sorry for you! You don't look at where the Northern Theater Command is, the ultraviolet rays, the environment, and the training can be withstood? If you don't want your son, I want it!" The beautiful woman also retorted.

"Yes, yes, your son is a son, but other people's son is not a son? If others can carry guns to the battlefield, he can't? Who doesn't have a parent?" The middle-aged man was obviously not satisfied with the beautiful woman's statement.

The beautiful woman didn't even hang herself with the middle-aged man and replied directly: "When you were at his age, your father-in-law asked you to join the army, why didn't you go?"

"Isn't that my profession specialized?" the middle-aged man retorted.

"Haha, if my mother-in-law hadn't told me that you were trained by your father-in-law at home and was so trained that he cried and called him about his parents, I would have almost believed it!" The beautiful woman mocked.

The middle-aged man couldn't help but blushed and said, "If you don't tell you this, you always talk about it repeatedly. Even if you don't let him go to the Northern Theater Command with his grandfather, he won't walk the way I arranged for him. Isn't this reasonable?"

"I've had a good relationship with him there, but he's fine. If he doesn't say anything, he will just give me a pass. Where can I put my face? Should I get stuck in front of my colleagues in the future?" The middle-aged man was angry when he said this, and couldn't help but slapped the table, as if he wanted to vent his dissatisfaction.

"Then you kick your son out? Have you ever asked him what he likes since he was a child? You know that you arranged for him according to the path you thought he should like. It's just that you think it's not what he likes, but I won't go either. You even freeze his credit card. Now you don't know whether he's doing well or not, and don't know if he's lost weight!" The beautiful woman said worriedly.

"If he doesn't follow me, can I chase him? With his brain, are you still worried that he will be hungry? Don't think I don't know. When he left, you secretly stuffed money to him!" The middle-aged man remembered the quarrel that day and couldn't help but expose the woman's secretly stuffed money at that time.
Chapter completed!