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"stop!"

Li Wenshu felt that he didn't really need to hear such details.

She looked at the person in front of her, with a typical face of a little white flower's first love in later generations and a tall stature.

If Secretary Li Wen is correct, Ning Lianyi seems to be from the key class for liberal arts.

He looks very gentle and bookish, but he keeps saying forbidden words and looks at you with a smile on his face, as if he doesn't think he has said anything wrong or shouldn't have said anything.

She took a deep breath, "Are you telling me this so that I can deal with them?"

"Yes, I am the same as you. I cannot bear to see them doing well. I have normal values. I cannot accept my mother being a shameful mistress. I want to stop the mistakes between them."

In the night, Ning Lianyi's eyes flashed a hint of viciousness, which then disappeared completely.

—

Li Wenshu did not give Ning Lianyi an accurate reply.

It looked like they were on the same side, facing the same enemy.

But Ning Lianyi's purpose was very clear from the very beginning, and she did not hide it at all.

She told her the news, in large part, to deal with Li Hui and the others, but at the same time she also wanted to use her to deal with them.

Li Wenshu had to bear all the subsequent troubles himself.

She herself seemed to be completely out of it.

If Li Wenshu was really just an ordinary high school student, he would not have known Ning Lianyi from the beginning, and he would not know why she was looking for her.

Then there would be no recording or any evidence of Ning Lianyi's informing on others, and he might even feel that they were on the same side because of her informing on him.

If she were a little more stupid, it would just be a knife in her hand pointing at Li Hui and the others.

Besides, who can guarantee that the information she gives is 100% accurate every time?

Li Wenshu doesn't like to do things that are not led by himself, as it would make him passive. Everything he knows depends on others, as if he is being led by the nose by others.

Unless the initiative is in her own hands.

She turned the phone in her hand, and the word "recording" appeared on the screen.

"..."

Ning Lianyi thought that Li Wenshu would ask her out again, but she didn't expect that she would face such a situation when he asked her out again.

When Ning Lianyi heard her own voice coming from the smartphone, her always gentle smile disappeared and her face instantly turned cold.

She looked at Li Wenshu and said, "You actually brought your cell phone to school."

Li Wenshu smiled and said, "How else can we record it without it?"

"No cell phones allowed in school!"

"Oh, go tell the teacher if you have the guts."

Li Wenshu's words really deserve a beating.

Ning Lianyi seemed extremely angry, and also seemed a little annoyed that she had said it so clearly. Her face turned to the other side in annoyance, and the next second she turned away, as if she didn't want to see Li Wenshu at all.

"So what if there is a recording of me? Did I say anything wrong? Any normal person would not want their mother to be a mistress."

Li Wenshu looked at her with his chin in his hand, "I don't plan to let anyone else listen to the recording - you don't have a good relationship with your mother, right?"

Ning Lianyi turned around and looked at Li Wenshu with a puzzled look in her eyes, "Li Wenshu, have you known about our existence for a long time?"

She always thought that Li Wenshu and his mother were kept in the dark and had no idea that her father wanted a divorce because he had an affair and had an illegitimate child.

In his previous life, Li Wenshu was let go by Ning Lianyi, and soon the police came to his door.

She could never escape the accusation that she had mental problems. After all, no one would listen to or believe what a mentally ill person said.

And the proof was not fake, she did have mental problems, and she was subsequently put in a mental hospital.

When she was at the Li family, she saw Wang Qiaozhen beating Ning Lianyi without mercy. If she didn't know that they were mother and daughter, she might have thought they were enemies.

She was really not afraid that Ning Lianyi would turn evil and would just kill her with one stroke.

Li Wenshu really thought that she was capable of doing such a thing. After all, she had seen her quietly guide her own brother to climb up a tall building and wait quietly for him to fall to his death.

She was watching at that time too.

Unfortunately, the boy was lucky and survived.

"I know."

Ning Lianyi finally turned around and faced Li Wenshu.

Li Wenshu said: "I don't agree with your idea. I think they are a perfect match, a match made in heaven, and they should be locked together for life."

"Don't you think so?"

When their eyes met, they each knew what the other meant.

But Ning Lianyi is still young after all, and no matter how patient she is, her thoughts can be seen on her face.

—

As soon as Li Wenshu got home, he had dinner and then went to the system space to type.

After seeing that the small bookstore in front of the school was packed with people, Li Wenshu’s daily task was securely completed.

You can get thirty years of life every day.

She now completes her daily writing task for campus articles before starting to write "Death Train".

Sometimes when inspiration strikes, I can exceed the daily coding target and complete more than 150,000 words ahead of schedule.

[Sometimes An Qiu would doubt her past and present lives, wondering if it was just a dream she had last night, or if she was reborn into another parallel world.

Because in her previous life, her current deskmate should have passed away by now.

Of course she didn't mean to curse him, because in her memory of her previous life, he was indeed in a car accident during this period of time, was rushed to the hospital for two days of emergency treatment, and then died.

But now, An Qiu saw the person who was supposed to be dead appeared in the seat next to his seat.

She looked as if she had seen a ghost, and moved cautiously in front of Shen Huaixin bit by bit.

Then I began to doubt whether I was dreaming, whether I was dreaming now or my previous life was a dream. The joy of rebirth, which I had picked up for free, was instantly frozen at this moment.

Shen Huaixin was fighting with the Martian language in the book that he was completely unfamiliar with, and he felt a shadow falling in front of him.

Looking up, he saw a beautiful girl standing in front of him, and she looked as if she had seen something incredible.

Shen Huaixin adjusted his glasses, still not used to the fact that his vision was not blurry at all.

"Miss, what do you want to talk to me about?"

The corners of An Qiu's mouth twitched slightly. Has he gone crazy reciting classical Chinese?

"My seat is inside, please stand up."

Shen Huaixin's eyes almost fell off his nose. What, what? How can an unmarried man and an unmarried woman sit together at the same table!

"absurd!"

As soon as Shen Huaixin said this, the voices of reading aloud around him became quieter, and everyone in the class looked at them in unison.

An Qiu's eyes widened and he took a few steps back, "What, what? I didn't do anything!"

"The man is unmarried and the woman is unmarried, how can you and I sit at the same table? This will damage the reputation of the girl."

This must be a car accident, and your brain must be damaged!

……

An Qiu finally sat down. Shen Huaixin went up to the stage and discussed changing seats with the teacher in a serious manner. She heard some noise and the two people were talking about something completely unrelated.

This statement is damaging to one's reputation.

The one who said An Qiu disturbed your studies, right?

This is not true and it damages one's reputation.

The one who said An Qiu disturbed your studies, right?

It is not suitable for an unmarried man and an unmarried woman.

I'm disturbing your studies, right?

……

Shen Huaixin came back with solemn steps, as if he had just returned from an audience at court. He sat down in his seat, but only a little bit at the edge, as if he couldn't bear to have any contact with her.