Lin Yian raised a finger and shook it at her: "First, the surname Xie is not good."

Liner: “…”

"Secondly, no relatives who are related to Xie Heng, such as his son, or his godson, or any messy nephews and nephews, can't do it. Of course, Xie Heng himself is even worse. I don't want to be his in-laws."

"..." Lin Er asked for a moment, "What is the third point?"

"Third, it's not okay to look like Xie Heng. I feel uncomfortable when I see his face."

“…”

It was miserable that Xie Tiantian hit Lin Yian's fatal hole at all three points.

For the sake of her boyfriend's life safety, Liner silently swallowed the idea of ​​the showdown back into his stomach. If it were a showdown, it would probably not be a problem with the orthopedics of the hospital, it would have to be a morgue.

Early the next morning, Liner was woken up by the constant blessing text messages on his phone. When he was sleeping last night, he forgot to turn off the mobile phone, so that the text message ring started to nod since five o'clock.

At first glance, most of them were blessing text messages from banks and various stores.

[Dear Agricultural Bank Diamond Member, on the occasion of the Spring Festival, Jiangzhou Agricultural Bank wishes you good health, all the best, wealth, and more money.]

[User, Lanyin Group and all employees wish you a happy New Year, good luck in the new year, health and safety, and pay more.]

[Dear Super Black Card Member, Hello, the New Year is here. Jiangzhou Wenhuang Group extends holiday greetings to you and your family, and wishes you a happy New Year, a smooth life and all the best.]

...

There are dozens of text messages, and the contents of blessings are similar, but the only thing that remains unchanged is the beginning words, which are all unified XX members, or they are super XX members.

Lin Er glanced at him and then turned on the Do Not Disturb mode to intercept text messages.

Class 1 was active in the group, everyone got up very early and was chatting around in the group. Old Chen sent three big red envelopes in a row, instantly pushing the atmosphere in the group to a climax.

With Lao Chen taking the lead, teachers in various subjects in the class also launched red envelopes.

Teacher Qi Chuan was generous and threw ten red envelopes of 200 yuan in the group. The students instantly started 666, mixed with various rainbow farts with brilliant literary talent, making Teacher Qi Chuan feel fluttering, and then ten big red envelopes were smashed.

The old principal of No. 9 Middle School made his fortune by his inheritance, and he inevitably felt like a nouveau riche. He liked to spend money on everything. After staying in school for a long time, the teachers also learned this trick with familiarity.

Fortunately, when the old principal paid his salary, he also used this way of spending money, so the teachers in the school were all good at not being short of money. In a short while, teachers of various subjects threw all the red envelopes in turn.

The man was soft-hearted and the man was short. After the rain of the rubies, the class group quickly showed various dazzling blessings to wish the teachers a happy New Year's Day.

Finally, Shi Sang, who is the squad leader, gave a final summary: [I wish you a happy New Year, I won’t send red envelopes. I’m afraid everyone will receive them, but it’s good that everyone knows what I want.]
Chapter completed!