After the beautiful female partner is reborn, the male protagonist is cremated together

Ling Huanquan lowered his eyes after a long time.

She was not a person who was good at words. When Jiang Sheng refused to admit it, she could only purse her lips helplessly.

But this doesn't mean that she really believes Jiang Sheng's words.

Liu Linghan's bruises and bruises always appeared in her mind inadvertently, stimulating her to recall the terrible experiences in her previous life.

In particular, Jiang Sheng may be the one who created all of this.

This almost made her shudder.

She especially couldn't accept that Jiang Sheng was the same type of man as the men who pushed her into the abyss in her previous life.

Jiang Sheng didn't know what she was thinking. Looking at her stern face, he thought she was still frightened by the last time Liu Linghan guarded her at the school gate and almost stabbed her. He advised in a deep voice:

"She has already been imprisoned for intentionally injuring others. I will say hello and let her receive the strictest sentence. The Liu family is bankrupt and she will not have a chance to appear in front of you within 20 years."

A chill instantly climbed up Ling Huanquan's back. Ling Huanquan suddenly came back to his senses and shouted: "No!"

Jiang Sheng was startled, and then realized that he had done something wrong.

There was a hint of fear in Ling Huanhuan's eyes, like the coldest ice at the bottom of a well in the dead of winter, which chilled Jiang Sheng's heart.

His angular jaw tightened inch by inch, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Sheng pursed his lips. The 1.9-meter tall man lowered his head in front of her like a primary school student.

Although it was inappropriate for the time, Ling Quanquan still couldn't help but smile a little bit amid the gloom.

"nothing,"

She shook her head mockingly.

Jiang Sheng has done the best he can.

Whether it was Shenghua's shares, helping her teach Grandma Ling and Aunt Ling a lesson, or dealing with Liu Linghan.

She knew that was his nature, and she had no position to criticize his behavior. That would only make people think that she was ignorant.

But she couldn't accept it calmly. If so, what was the difference between her and Ling Yue who used Huo Weinan to torture herself in her previous life.

Jiang Sheng felt uneasy and tentatively reached out to pull her.

Ling Huanhuan curled his fingertips, quickly composed himself, broke away from his big hand, and said with a coolness in his thin voice: "I still have classes, let's go first."

Cold sweat broke out on Jiang Sheng's back.

Ling Quanquan's look was so similar to her indifferent and heartless look in front of Tong Zhuo!

Jiang Sheng's heart was instantly filled with panic when he thought that he was the one being treated like that and would never look back no matter how hard he tried to save her.

"Did I say something wrong?"

As he said that, he tried to take a step forward again, and Ling Huanquan's eyes flashed with defensiveness.

Jiang Sheng's heart completely turned cold.

"Okay," his voice was weak, "You go to class first, and we'll talk about it later."

He didn't dare to ask Ling Quanquan for an answer, or even ask the reason for her cold attitude, because that answer might be absolutely unacceptable to him.

After he left, Ling Huanquan's tense shoulders slowly relaxed.

Jiang Yao was shocked when she saw Ling circle back to the dormitory.

"what happened to you?"

Ling Huanquan remained silent and even smiled.

But Jiang Yao saw something was wrong with her.

Her complexion was so pale that the blood vessels under her skin were clearly visible.

Jiang Yao came closer and put his arm around her shoulders, "What happened? Did my brother bully you?"

"No, no one bullied me,"

Ling Quanquan said softly: "It's just that I am too useless."

In her previous life, she knelt at the feet of the male protagonists, longing for a little tenderness from them, but in the end she was doomed.

In this life, Jiang Sheng helped her and allowed her to obtain the identity of a judge, but she still wavered so uselessly and even flinched...

Jiang Yao looked at her worriedly and suddenly changed the topic, "In the next few days, Yuanchuan will represent the design department in the school basketball league preliminaries. Shall we go watch together?"

Ling Huanquan was stunned for a moment, then nodded slowly, "Okay!"

How could she have such weak thoughts.

In this life, before she realized it, her life had been completely different.

She has friends, fame, and power that others cannot destroy.

Those worries and fears are, in the final analysis, just a fear of one's own incompetence.

Escape is the most useless solution.

The day of the school basketball game soon arrived.

Ling Quanquan was dragged to the basketball court by Jiang Yao early in the morning. Yuanchuan saw them from a distance and greeted them excitedly.

Tong Zhuo sat in the team opposite him, staring gloomily at his bandaged palms.

Liu Linghan's knife cut the muscles and tendons in his palm, and the doctor asked him to take good care of himself for three months.

Tong Zhuo could only miss this basketball game with regret.

Just as he was sitting aside with his hands and feet spread out, Qiao Qi suddenly pushed him and said, "Is that Ling Quanquan?"

Tong Zhuo sat upright in excitement and looked along his fingers.

The next moment, a big smile appeared on his face subconsciously, "She came to see me play a game!"

In the audience, Ling Huanhuan followed Jiang Yao to greet the audience.

Tong Zhuo became even more excited. He quickly pulled off his T-shirt, took the jersey from his teammates and put it on, "Today I will play forward."

Qiao Qi was stunned, "How can this work? Your hands can't use force."

Tong Zhuo turned a deaf ear, tightened his shoelaces, waved away Qiao Qi's arm that was blocking him, rushed directly to the court, and deliberately patted the basketball with his left hand to warm up.

The muscles on his arms and chest bulged, instantly igniting the hormones in the audience.

Jiang Yao curiously said to Ling Quanquan, "Didn't his hand get injured? He looks like he's fine."

Ling Huanquan glanced lightly, "Who knows, maybe he's lucky."

Tong Zhuo kept glancing at her with his peripheral vision. When he saw her glance coming towards him, he became more and more excited. He made a fancy spinning and jumping movement, and almost shot the basketball out of his hand.

The teammates on the side watched his movements silently, "Brother Zhuo, what's wrong? Weren't you still listless a few days ago?"

Qiao Qi secretly pointed at the stands.

The others looked at each other in confusion, and one of them curled his lips, "Brother Zhuo, does he have a blood blister in his head? He looked down on her so much before, and now it's like he's been poisoned."

One person subconsciously retorted, "I think Brother Zhuo was caught in the trap before and was obsessed with following Ling Yue's ass. I've long been unhappy with her pretentiousness.

He's cool and pretty, and he dances so well. It's only normal that Brother Zhuo likes him. "

Ling Yue, who was standing behind them, happened to hear these words clearly, and she immediately clenched her palms, and her nails dug deep and shallow blood marks on her palms.

She put on a show?

These words slapped her face blankly, causing her to bleed.

"Okay, shut up!"

Qiao Qi scolded in a low voice and walked to Ling Yue, "Why are you here, Senior Sister? Are you here to cheer us up?"

Ling Yue showed a ferocious smile, "Yes, I'll bring you water."

She motioned for everyone to take the drink bottle she was holding in her arms. When the last bottle was left, Ling Yue held it tightly and walked to Tong Zhuo.