The last day of the year happens to be a rest day.

The campus is quiet, and there are very few people coming and going on the boulevard. The bell rang, and senior high school students who were still making up for classes in the morning rushed out of the classroom and rushed home to enjoy the tense and breathless holiday in the senior high school life.

Ni Shang took out the notes of each subject from the loose-leaf notebook one by one, took a clip and clamped them together, thought about it, turned to the last page, and wrote on it:

Happy New Year!

You must work hard and don't be lazy.

I drew a smiley face that Jiang Zhihan liked to draw when writing notes in the back.

Chu Mingyang came over at this time and Ni Shang handed him the notes. Although Chu Mingyang had never said it directly, Ni Shang had known that he had used the notes to lend them to Jiang Zhihan, so he felt a little closer to him.

Since the sports meet, Ni Shang's mental outlook has improved a lot. Her confidence and vitality seem to have gradually recovered, and the capable and agile Ni Shang in the past showed a 70% or 80% shadow. As her closest friend in the class, Chu Mingyang and Xue Jingjing are sincerely happy about this change.

An obvious change is that Ni Shang no longer has the urge to talk about Jiang Zhihan. When chatting in private, she would occasionally say that Zhihan said that this was like this. Looking back, Xue Jingjing asked Chu Mingyang what was going on. Chu Mingyang said, how could I know? Maybe the boss used some wonderful tricks to rejuvenate.

Xue Jingjing also came over and asked, "Go to have lunch together? Or go home to have lunch?"

Ni Shang said: "I have to go back to eat today, let's eat both of you. Say happy new year in advance!"

Xue Jingjing and Chu Mingyang said goodbye and left. Ni Shang slowly sorted out his books and stationery, put on his schoolbag, and walked out of the classroom. The teaching building was already very quiet.

She walked down the stairs, turned up the boulevard, arrived at the track and field, jumped off the steps, and sat down in a familiar place. The steps were very cold, Ni Shang frowned, took them out of her bag, and placed them under her.

Ni Shang sat there and looked up and saw that there was no one on the playground. Perhaps it was too cold and people would rather stay in the warm home.

Ni Shang shook her head and sighed. What a miserable New Year.

Ni Shang put her schoolbag beside her and looked around. There was no one around her. She folded her hands together, closed her eyes piously, and said to herself softly: "Do you still remember the three New Year wishes I told you last year? This year, our relatives and friends were all fine. Although my grandmother was hospitalized, God blessed her finally without any danger. As for me, it seems that I have passed you every exam. But... our third wish is not effective, and we said it forever... but we haven't been able to last year. It's all your fault that you are stupid, so it doesn't work. The new year is coming, so I'll make three wishes, okay? My first wish is the same as last year. I wish our parents, relatives and friends safe and healthy. The second wish is, I hope you... must, must, be admitted to a good university."

Ni Shang closed her eyes, prayed devoutly for a while, opened her eyes and said, "I can't say my third wish, I have to keep it in my heart. Maybe... there is still a little possibility of realization."

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Niu Bingbing was very depressed during this period. She counted the days with her fingers and wanted to come soon and she could take advantage of this luck.

The third step is a very difficult history of blood and tears and struggle. People who have not walked this path cannot feel the bitterness inside. After more than ten years, as long as you become rich, no matter whether you were a mistress or not, no one will point fingers at you, and will only admire you sincerely, because it is a new era of laughing at the poor but not at prostitutes. Now Zhongzhou or Wancheng is different. Feudal morality still shackles people's thoughts, and people point fingers at her and poke backbone.

It's okay. What she wants is the man, his ability, his charm, his power, his property, and his taste. As long as she gets it, she can put other grievances aside.

However, the most critical step in the mistress's position was like a football game, and a mistake suddenly appeared. The wedding date had been initially set and was about to notify the families of both parties. President Luo suddenly postponed the wedding date and pushed it down from next Spring Festival to National Day. As for the reason, he just said lightly that he was too busy with work.

Niu Bingbing can be gentle and obedient, but such principled issues must be fought resolutely. For that handsome and powerful man, she knew that making trouble would probably only bring negative effects, and her weapons were tears and cold wars.

After shed a few bowls of tears, she moved out of his house and did not answer his phone call. She accidentally let him see her haggard appearance in the office building, and then occasionally answered him a few calls, crying gently on the phone, and telling sadly. The Maverick worked hard slowly and wanted him to change his mind, just like when he approached him patiently, wrapped him gently, and touched him gently. As long as he was willing to work hard and had patience, she firmly believed that she would definitely achieve her goal.

But at this critical moment, President Luo, who had been in power for a long time, had a far-sighted vision and had a long-term layout. He resolved her offensive with a slight trick. President Luo called his daughter to take her city for an internship. He was originally worried that he would not convince Wu Siyi, but unexpectedly, his daughter agreed readily and appeared in Wancheng two days later.

Seeing President Luo holding his daughter's hand and opening the car door for her kindly, Niu Bingbing stood at the window and felt a little nervous. Wu Siyi had been in contact with him in Zhongzhou, and a little girl who was a junior high school student at that time showed amazing maturity. President Luo often boasted in front of her that Siyi might not have high grades, but her abilities in all aspects, especially her behavior and judging the situation, are not comparable to ordinary children of the same age.

After Zhou Dynasty, Niu Bingbing got worse news. Wu Siyi's mother wanted to come to Wancheng temporarily to accompany her through the internship. Niu Bingbing only felt that the hairs on her neck were standing up one by one, and the scenes of the three people reunited with their families often appeared in her nightmare.

The wedding date is postponed? If you postpone it, postpone it. There is the biggest enemy in front of you, and you must deal with it carefully. Niu Bingbingxun moved back to the commercial housing that President Luo bought for her privately, cooked food, took off his apron, put on his gorgeous clothes, dressed up carefully, and waited to please him.

Today is the last day before the New Year. Although it is not as grand as the Lunar New Year, she ordered two takeouts, cooked the soup herself, and prepared a good celebration with her lover in the evening. She was preparing the ingredients for the soup. When she received a call, President Luo told her to have a meal with Wu Siyi (and maybe Wu Siyi's mother?) in the afternoon. Her heart felt like she was being grabbed by a cat's claws, which was so annoying. She wanted to calm down and figure out the best way, but she could never calm down.

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Wu Siyi was happily cooking in the kitchen. Her mother was far less skilled than hers, so she could only help with sex.

Aunt Wu asked with a smile, "What's so happy? Your dad came to have a meal and sees you being happy and unpromising. Why didn't I see you so happy when I came home?"

Wu Siyi wrinkled his nose, "Mom, you have to touch your conscience and speak. In the ten chapters, I was standing on your side for eight of them. The other two chapters were because you really had no reason."

Aunt Wu said annoyedly: "When did I become unreasonable?"

Wu Siyi smiled, "I'm happy. Today I called my dad to have dinner, let the little vixen wait at home, and let her taste the taste we had tasted before!"

Aunt Wu said disdainfully: "Is your dad a treasure? You still have to compete with others? Who wants to let her go!"

Wu Siyi said: "Mom, you don't understand. I just want her to know the consequences of stealing someone else's beloved. I'm going to make her uneasy and annoy her. Finally, hum, make her lose her calmness, tear off her gentle disguise, and let my dad see her true face. Today I agreed to get my dad drunk and throw him on the sand for a night. I want to see, how will Aunt Maverick celebrate the New Year?"

Aunt Wu looked at her daughter and shook her head with a smile.

Wu Siyi took off her apron and said, "I've done everything in the early stage. Let's continue when my dad comes." She ignored her mother, wiped her hands, returned to her bedroom, opened the drawer, took out two pages of paper, and looked like she was looking.

She has read Jiang Zhihan’s letter for more than fifty times in the past two days. But every time she read it, she still feels warm.

Wu Siyi sat on the bed, pulled the quilt and covered her knees, looking down one by one, she was almost able to recite it.

"Do you really miss me so much?" Wu Siyi said softly to herself, with an impulse to get the phone and microphone beside the bed, but finally she held it back and said hatefully with her nose wrinkled, "You can't forgive that guy so easily." She kissed the letter gently and said softly: "Happy New Year, Zhihan, I want to think about me from this year to next year."

It's all on the road on Saturday, this is updated in advance for tomorrow)
Chapter completed!