No! It's so annoying.
Jiang Wenwan, who sent you all these things?
Jiang Wenwan rolled her eyes at her.
My grandparents!
You can also ask your grandparents to send it to you.
Furthermore, how could you be so heartless? If you have money, you should lend it to Liu Zhiqing. If you don't, it shows a lack of unity and friendliness.
Hu Qinghua, I'm ashamed to be your sister; you're too selfish.
Hu Qinghua knew that Jiang Wenwan's grandparents were apparently involved in scientific research, and were quite accomplished.
Hearing her speak in such a pretentious tone, he rolled his eyes, snorted, and turned to lie down on the kang (a heated brick bed) to continue reading the letter she had received.
"I said I have no money, and that means I have no money."
Liu Guanjun then went to Du Zhiyuan's room next door.
Du Zhiyuan put his arm around Liu Guanjun's neck and said something. Liu Guanjun squatted down, covered his face, and sobbed.
For a moment, the only sound in the educated youth settlement was his sobbing.
In the afternoon, Aunt Zhang didn't come to work; only Jiang Wenwan was there to do the work.
The scorekeeper, Lan Xiang, gave her three work points without saying anything.
On the way back, Zhu Xiaomin pulled Jiang Wenwan aside and asked curiously:
"I've heard about what happened today. Hu Zhiqing went too far."
"By the way, did you see how happy she was? Did something happen that I don't know about?"
Jiang Wenwan couldn't understand Hu Qinghua's mental state.
"Minmin, we're normal people, so let's not try to guess what an abnormal person is thinking!"
Because no matter how much you guess, you still won't figure it out.
Zhu Xiaomin nodded in deep agreement.
Thousands of miles away, a young man with well-defined bones held a letter in his large hand.
After hesitating for a moment, he placed the letter on the table.
He then picked up the letter again, and then put it down again.
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