Hurting your brain?
When Meng Wanyue heard what Jiang Xiachu said, her face suddenly darkened, her brows were furrowed, and she was shaking with anger.
What does that mean? Are you calling her brain-dead?
No matter how she listened to it, she felt it sounded weird!
Why didn’t I realize Jiang Xiachu was so scheming before!
"Your brain..."
Meng Wanyue was about to retort when a middle-aged man suddenly appeared in her sight.
She immediately shut her mouth and snorted silently in her heart.
No matter what, the good impression she left on everyone must not be destroyed.
"Sister Wanyue, if you have any problem, please tell me, otherwise you will get sick."
Jiang Xiachu patted her shoulder, his brows furrowed, his eyes red, and he seemed to be worried to the point of crying.
Meng Wanyue: “…”
What the hell?
The uncle happened to walk up to the two of them at this moment, and thought something had happened, so he asked, "Girls, what's wrong with you? Do you need help?"
Jiang Xiachu immediately shook his head: "No need, uncle, since I have met her, I will definitely take good care of her, nothing will happen to her, thank you!"
The uncle was relieved to see Jiang Xiachu being so warm-hearted. He smiled and nodded, saying, "Okay, I'm relieved if you're okay."
As soon as he finished speaking, the uncle gave Jiang Xiachu a thumbs up and praised: "Little girl, you are a good person!"
Meng Wanyue's face turned red, her teeth were chattering, her fists were clenched so hard that her knuckles turned white, and her chest was heaving violently.
Good person?
Pooh!
If Jiang Xiachu can be called a good person, then all the good people in the world would be dead!
You are really good at pretending.
Jiang Xiachu smiled, thanked the uncle, and then continued to look at Meng Wanyue with a worried look on his face, and advised earnestly: "Sister Wanyue, don't be angry when I speak frankly. Don't be too thoughtful in the future. Don't be full of negative emotions every day."
As she spoke, she looked up at Meng Wanyue's head and sighed, "Look for yourself. Because you have been thinking nonsense every day, your hair is not strong anymore. It falls off when you touch it. I just touched it lightly and a bunch of it fell off. It's terrible."
"I know you love beauty the most. You will be very upset if your hair falls out more and more. So you should listen to me now. Don't get angry or play tricks. Otherwise, you will regret it when you become bald."
The uncle hadn't walked far yet, and Meng Wanyue took a deep breath.
She suppressed her anger and said aggrievedly: "Miss Jiang, why do you say that to me?"
Still pretending.
Jiang Xiachu shrugged helplessly, raised his hand slightly, and patted her cheek twice, neither lightly nor heavily, making a slight "click" sound.
She said in a calm tone: "Meng Wanyue, people are leaving now, why are you still pretending?"
Jiang Xiachu crossed his arms, looked her up and down, and said coldly: "Wake up, your acting skills are not even qualified to join the drama department of the art troupe, don't act anymore."
“It’s too ugly.”
Meng Wanyue was already confused by her words, but when she heard the last four words, she felt like she was hit so hard and her defense broke down on the spot.
Jiang Xiachu's words instantly shattered the disguise she had carefully maintained.
Her body shook violently, her face turned pale, and she fell to the ground with a plop, her hands tightly clutching the corners of her clothes.
She raised her head and glared at Jiang Xiachu fiercely, as if she wanted to glare several holes in her body.
"You did this, have you never let go of Lu Huaiyan in your heart?"
She let out a long breath and asked with forced calmness, trying to find a flaw on Jiang Xiachu's face.
Jiang Xiachu couldn't help laughing out loud as if he had heard a joke, and lowered his eyes to look at Meng Wanyue.
"Who cares about Lu Huaiyan?"
She had let it go long ago.
Jiang Xiachu clenched his fists, and after making sure that the hair he had just pulled off was in his hands, he was too lazy to say anything more to Meng Wanyue. He turned around and walked towards the military hospital.
Meng Wanyue slumped on the ground, rubbing her numb scalp. She was so angry that she was about to go crazy, and she slapped her thigh in anger.
That she acted?
No matter how good she is at acting, she can't pretend as well as Jiang Xiachu!
Meng Wanyue looked around, and there was no one around, and no one saw Jiang Xiachu's appearance just now.
She bit her lower lip tightly, grabbed a handful of grass on the ground and pulled it out violently, but it seemed that she was not satisfied enough, so she stood up and kicked a stone beside her.
"hiss--"
The force was not controlled well, and Meng Wanyue grimaced in pain and gasped.
Meng Wanyue was so angry that she almost fainted, and she didn't know who to talk to about her grievances.
Why is it that even Shitou is on Jiang Xiachu's side to bully her?
She was almost driven crazy by Jiang Xiachu.
My scalp hurts and my feet hurt too.
I originally thought that after Jiang Xiachu and Lu Huaiyan broke off their engagement, it would be Jiang Xiachu's turn to have a nightmare, and she would remain depressed.
After all, everyone knows that Jiang Xiachu has liked Lu Huaiyan for many years.
At that time, it was Meng Wanyue's good days.
But unexpectedly, instead of facing the nightmare that Jiang Xiachu had, she is now getting better and better, with all the problems falling on her head.
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On the way, Jiang Xiachu repeatedly checked that the bag containing the hair was on her body, for fear of losing it.
Her mind was full of thoughts about the paternity test, so she walked quickly.
She walked hurriedly and strode into the gate of the military hospital.
In the hospital corridor, the white light was dim, shining on the slightly mottled walls.
Where the wall paint had peeled off, the cement layer underneath was exposed, and the smell of disinfectant filled the air.
Jiang Xiachu asked along the way and finally found a department that could do paternity testing.
“Boom boom boom—”
She knocked gently on the door of the department and waited for a response before pushing the door open.
The department is not big, with a few simple tables and chairs neatly arranged, and an instrument that looks quite complicated occupying one corner.
Jiang Xiachu briefly explained the situation to the doctor and nervously handed over the cloth bag containing the hair.
The doctor took the cloth bag and took out three samples of hair with tweezers. He looked through the lens at the samples in his hand.
He said in a deep voice: "It will take at least seven days for us to get the results of the paternity test. If there are any unexpected situations during the process, it may take ten days."
Jiang Xiachu frowned.
She had almost forgotten about it.
Jiang Xiachu looked at the doctor and asked politely, "How long will it take at most?"
The doctor shook his head: "I can't guarantee it at the moment. Seven days is the fastest. Our military hospital already has the most advanced equipment in this area. Other hospitals don't even have the ability to carry out this test."
When Jiang Xiachu heard this, his heart sank suddenly. He sighed silently and nodded silently.
The equipment was limited, so all she could do was wait patiently.
After talking to the doctor for a few words, Jiang Xiachu left the department, planning to go home directly and wait for the results to come out before coming back to get the report.
She had a feeling the result would be what she wanted.
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