Transmigrating into a book: You are a cannon fodder, but you have to run away

When Wen Qiye returned to the hotel, it was almost dawn.

He washed up quickly and went to order food.

By the time breakfast was ready, Mo Ling had already rested.

Last night, she absorbed a lot of abilities, and after practicing, all these abilities were absorbed by her.

"morning."

Mo Ling greeted Wen Qiye happily.

She took a few steps to stand in front of him, looked around, and seeing that there was no one familiar, she gave him a kiss, then quickly took several steps back.

"Good morning kiss."

Wen Qiye smiled softly.

"I'm hungry."

"Breakfast is ready, let's go together."

"it is good."

"Wait for me."

Just as the two of them walked to the elevator, they saw Wu Lei rushing over and insisting on squeezing in between them.

"Why didn't you call me for breakfast?"

Wen Qiye pushed Wu Lei aside with disgust.

"My girlfriend."

"what."

Wu Lei was stunned for a moment, and then he understood what he meant.

-----My girlfriend, don’t get close to me.

"Old Wen, I didn't expect you to be such a person."

Wu Lei really couldn't imagine that his friend, who grew up wearing only one pair of shorts, would start to dislike him just because he had a girlfriend.

"Let's go."

Wen Qiye held Mo Ling's hand and ignored Wu Lei who was showing off.

After breakfast, the three of them went to school and started their classes.

Mo Ling doesn't like economics class very much.

So, these few days, she was slacking off the whole time.

Wen Qiye listened to the class very seriously, but he did not ignore Mo Ling.

When he saw that she fell asleep, he would deliberately use a book to block her so that the old professor would not see her.

time flies.

A week passed quickly.

They are going back to Hai City.

Before going back, Mo Ling learned about the Qin family.

Qin Xinrui has been in the hospital for several days.

But her condition was not good. It was not just because she couldn't speak or move, but the bigger reason was the psychological fear.

Ever since she woke up, she was afraid to stay in the room alone, but she would feel uncomfortable if a stranger accompanied her.

All in all, Qin Xinrui's affairs made Qin Mingze very anxious and helpless, but he couldn't just ignore it.

Apart from Qin Xinrui's matter that upset him, the only one left was Qin Tianming.

Qin Tianming didn't know what poison he had been poisoned by.

The poison made him lie on the hospital bed like a vegetable, relying on nutritional injections to maintain his life.

The doctor tried many ways, but none of them could wake Qin Tianming up.

As for She Jing, Qin Mingze naturally would not let her go.

Therefore, there are high rewards on the black web.

When Mo Ling was waiting for the plane, Qin Mingze rushed over, exhausted.

"Little sister."

Mo Ling looked at Qin Mingze, who looked very tired after not seeing him for a while, and curved her eyebrows in a good mood.

"I'll see you off."

He didn't say anything about the Qin family.

After all, it’s better not to let Mo Ling know about such a terrible thing.

Mo Ling waited for a long time, but Qin Mingze didn't say anything about the Qin family until she got on the plane.

He said he would come to see her off, and he really did.

During that period, he was very concerned about her life and study, and even forced a card on her.

Mo Ling looked at the card in her hand, then raised her eyes to look at Qin Mingze, who was leaving in a hurry for fear that she would refuse, and then lowered her eyes.

Justice delayed is justice denied.

Similarly, delayed family affection is cheaper than grass.

"I'll keep this card for you."

Wen Qiye suddenly took the card from her hand, and then put his own card in her hand.

"This is my card. Whatever he can give you, I can give you too."

"what?"

Mo Ling looked at him in confusion.

How come Wen Qiye developed some skills after coming to Beijing?

"I know that since you left the Qin family, you don't want to be associated with them, so you definitely won't use this money."

"In that case, leave it to me and I'll help you deal with it."

Wen Qiye paused for a moment and continued:

"But you can take my card. After all, you are my wife, and a husband's card should naturally be managed by his wife."

It was rare for Wen Qiye to say such words in front of so many people. After he finished speaking, the tips of his ears turned red.

He coughed lightly, picked up Mo Ling's bag, and did not forget to hold her hand.

"Let's go, it's time to board the plane."

Mo Ling smiled and put his card in his pocket.

He's right.

All the other people belong to her, not to mention the money.

That's naturally hers too.