Bi Yue waved her hand indifferently, her mind still immersed in the previous topic.
Yesterday, she was so greedy that she drove out to buy herself two bottles of canned hawthorns during the few minutes between classes. She didn't give them to Liang Xiaoxiao until her teeth started to sour.
"Mom, can't we just eat whatever you said?"
"Of course not. It's not that you can't eat, it's that you can't eat too much."
Then Liu Yafang looked back and whispered to Bi Yue with a pout:
"Look at Dai Hanfei. First she had no shame. She had a child before getting married. Now she's pregnant and she's acting like a spoiled brat. She doesn't take good care of the child. How can she not feel ashamed? If I were her mother, I'd die."
Bi Yue stopped and asked expressionlessly, "Why do you want to die?"
"Why? Humph!" Liu Yafang said as a matter of course: "To avoid being pissed off, I'd just kill myself and out of sight and out of mind."
The mother and daughter talked as if it were a real story, and Bi Yue took it seriously.
She squatted in the toilet, rubbing her hands together until the toilet paper was scraped off.
For a moment, I felt heavy and sad.
Bi Yue held her forehead. She had run into a sharpshooter. What bad luck.
This was not in her plan at all. She was not even twenty yet, hadn't graduated yet and was not doing her internship yet, hadn't bought a house yet, and hadn't earned enough money.
I cursed myself in my heart:
Bi Yue, Bi Yue, what the hell have you been thinking about? You are really capable!
Bi Yue pulled her hair hard.
Wait another half a month to confirm it. If it doesn’t work, just do it secretly.
I really can't imagine if her parents knew about this, they would either kill themselves or beat her half to death. (To be continued.)
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