Quick Wear: Plan to Save the Unrequited Boss

Fu Xiuhe cried so hard that it hurt anyone's ears.

Fu Yu couldn't stand it anymore, "Shut up!"

"I shut up when you told me to. You're going to beat me to death, why should I listen to you?"

Fu Xiuhe cried so hard that he died.

"If you want to kill me, and Chun Yi treats me like a fool for fun, then I'm superfluous in this world."

The veins on his forehead throbbed, and the words that came out of his thin lips were extremely cold.

"Then die!"

Suddenly, Fu Xiuhe was choked and forgot to cry, while Wen Ling and Su Hao burst out laughing.

Wen Ling looked at him with amusement, "If your brother really wanted to beat you to death, would you still have the energy to cry now?"

She was also shocked by Fu Xiuhe's miserable appearance at that time. When she came to the hospital and heard Su Hao say that they were only superficial injuries, and seeing that Fu Xiuhe was so energetic at this moment, she knew that Fu Yu did not kill him.

He was holding a stick in his hand at that time. If he really wanted to beat someone to death, he could have hit Fu Xiuhe on the head with the stick. He would definitely be lying obediently in the operating room now.

"What are you arguing about? Don't other patients need to rest?"

A nurse in a white uniform walked in. "He's such a young man, but when he cries, it looks like he's going to blow the roof off the hospital."

Fu Xiuhe blushed in embarrassment, but it couldn't be seen because of the gauze wrapped around it.

The nurse left, and Fu Xiuhe came to his senses because of Wen Ling's words.

Looking at Fu Yu, he suddenly became energetic again.

Su Hao sighed, what a weird thing this is.

After leaving the ward, Fu Yu looked at Su Hao and said, "Tell Duan Yin to warn that girl."

Su Hao naturally knew he was talking about Yu Chunyi and nodded. Wen Ling didn't stop him, as she wasn't some saint.

It was almost noon after delaying for a while, so Wen Ling took her people back to her home.

As soon as she entered the room, the second princess saw Fu Yu standing behind Wen Ling and her fur stood up, meowing and trying to run into Wen Ling's room.

In the end, the four short legs were not as fast as Fu Yu's two long legs and were intercepted in mid-air.

Finally, he lay flat on Fu Yu's legs with a dead look on his face, and let him stroke his fur obediently.

Looking at it like this, Fu Yu glanced at it and laughed, "I haven't complained that you didn't take a shower today, but you are still reluctant to do it."

The second princess gave him a deadly look.

If you dislike me, don’t hug me. Who told you to hug me?

The cat is so angry! ! !

Then he looked at Wen Ling with resentment, forgetting the cat for the sake of beauty!

As the end of the semester approaches, Cheng Xingran, who doesn't like studying, is overwhelmed by the atmosphere in the class.

The study group was in full swing. The school leader passed by Class 1 during evening study. He heard the noisy voices talking about study and nodded in agreement to the head teacher.

Ji Shu was reading Wen Ling's English composition. The short composition got full marks, and the long composition also got full marks. Looking at the big red evaluation from the English teacher, he always felt that if there was no score limit, the teacher would have given her a few more points.

He had to admit that Ji Shu was jealous. "I've read all those books you asked me to help me improve my English writing, but why did I still get such a low score on my English composition?"

Wen Ling had just finished explaining a math problem to Cheng Xingran and took a sip of water thirstily. "Hmm? How much did you score on the English composition last time?"

Ji Shu: "Small essay 12, large essay 21."

Cheng Xingran just stuffed a potato chip into his mouth. The four of them looked at Ji Shu.

Zhou Xu was stunned. "Brother, is your essay score low? Then what does my 5 for the short essay and 10 for the long essay mean?"

Zhou Xu is one of those students with serious academic imbalances, and his English is at the bottom of the grade.

Cheng Xingran also raised his hand silently, "What are my 8 and 15?"

Lin Sui caught up with the main group, "What are my 10 and 18?"

Ji Shu was stunned. "Why did you only score so low? A quick essay without thinking should be worth 10 points, and a long essay should be worth 20 points."

Zhou Xu: “…”

Cheng Xingran: “…”

Lin Sui: “…”

So are you indirectly calling them brainless?

"Xueba, you don't have to say anything."

Cheng Xingran spoke with resentment.

Lin Sui: "Ji Xueba, you have hurt our young hearts."

Zhou Xu: "It hurts, my friend."

Ji Shu couldn't stand their gazes and coughed softly, "Really? Sorry."

Oh, how insincere.

Wen Ling took out her printed English composition from her schoolbag and handed it to them. "This is what I wrote over the past two days. Memorize it. I guarantee that you can all reach the level of writing with intelligence."

Ji Shu, who was secretly covered up by Q, drank a sip of water and silently took the English composition summarized by Wen Ling from the table.

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"Is the princess unhappy?"

In Fu Yu's game room, Xue Jin poked Cheng Beiyan's arm and whispered.

Su Hao, who had just finished a game and was sitting opposite, came over, glanced at Fu Yu, and spoke in a low voice.

"Nonsense, it's been a long time since Sister Wen Ling had dinner with Brother Fu."

Xue Jin nodded in agreement. "Yeah, and that Cheng Xingran has been like crazy since he joined the first class. He's completely absorbed in studying and hanging out with his study group every day. He's completely forgotten about our little group."

Su Hao thought of something and moved closer to the two of them, his voice lowered, "Brother Fu's eighteenth birthday is coming soon. Do you think Sister Wen Ling knows about it? Do you want us to remind her?"

Cheng Beiyan thought for a moment and said, "Ayu's birthday should be the last day of the final exams."

Xue Jin said, "That's it. Sister Wen Ling definitely doesn't remember. We should find a way to remind her."

Cheng Beiyan handed the matter over to Cheng Xingran. Wen Ling actually did not forget Fu Yu's birthday.

Looking at the message sent by Cheng Xingran, Wen Ling replied.

It was already past nine o'clock when evening self-study ended. When Wen Ling returned home and walked into the living room, she was met with the resentful eyes of the Second Princess.

Fu Yu was sleeping peacefully on the sofa, holding the second princess. There was no light on in the living room. The light from the balcony shining through the window made the second princess's eyes look very bright, with a glassy color, but her expression was not very good.

Wen Ling walked over and touched it, rescued it from Fu Yu's arms, and poured some cat food for it.

The second princess has always been elegant, but now she was eating so voraciously that it was obvious that she was starving.

The living room was quiet with only the sound of the second princess chewing cat food. Wen Ling turned around and saw that Fu Yu had woken up.

He turned on the lights in the living room, and Wen Ling sat next to him. Fu Yu turned his head to look at her, then kissed her hard on the lips.

Wen Ling could sense the dissatisfaction in this kiss. She had indeed neglected him a lot during the recent finals week.

But she didn't intend to coax him. She would be tight when necessary and loosen up at this time.

In the next few days, Wen Ling devoted herself to studying, and the two of them had no communication since that night.

During the break, Wen Ling scrolled through the chat screen with Fu Yu. As expected, the princess did not take the initiative to send her a message.

The princess wanted to be the one taking the lead in this relationship, being superior to her, but Wen Ling was determined to pull him down.

This is just a test.

Xue Jin and Cheng Beiyan watched as Fu Yu's temper grew worse day by day.

Looking at the princess staring at her phone in a daze again, Xue Jin shook his head. The princess was waiting for Sister Wen Ling to send her a message.

It's not okay to be arrogant in a relationship. These two still have a long way to go!