Thinking of Song Liancheng, Song Qinian's expression became even colder than before.
He didn't say anything, but his meaning was obvious.
Su Mujin and Song Qinian looked at each other, and everything was said without words.
The two chatted for a while before getting dressed and getting up.
The spring day is still beautiful.
There is a lot of green grass and the sun is shining outside.
There are blue sky and white clouds in front of me and crisp bird calls in my ears, which makes people feel subconsciously happy.
After the family had breakfast, Song Qinian rode his bicycle to take Su Mujin to school.
The two had just walked out of the yard when they ran into Fu Wan and Song Liancheng who were also going out.
Song Liancheng looked at Song Qinian in surprise, "When did you come?"
Song Qinian glanced at Song Liancheng calmly, "Yesterday."
Fu Wan listened to the conversation between the two and quickly realized Song Qinian's identity.
She looked at Song Qinian in surprise, "Are you Song Qinian?"
While asking this, he looked at Song Qinian with a scrutinizing look.
㱗In her original setting, Song Qinian was a beautiful, strong and tragic character who died early.
But now, this beautiful and strong person is not only still alive, but he even stood up.
She would never believe that these things had nothing to do with Su Mujin.
How could a paralyzed patient stand up again in just two or three months?
Not to mention this technologically backward era, even in the era when she originally lived, this would not be possible.
unless--
Fu Wan narrowed her eyes, raised the corners of her mouth and smiled.
"Su Mujin, I know what your golden finger is."
In this world, besides the spiritual spring water, is there anything else that has such magical powers?
Su Mujin’s golden finger is either the spiritual spring water or the spiritual spring space.
No matter what it is, this golden finger will be hers from now on!
Song Liancheng didn't understand what Fu Wan meant. He looked at her curiously, "Wanwan, what did you say? What finger?"
Fu Wan shook her head. "It's okay. This is a secret between Su Mujin and me."
As she spoke, she smiled smugly at Su Mujin.
Su Mujin raised her eyebrows, without showing any panic.
It doesn’t matter if Fu Wan knows.
What's the point of arguing with a dead person?
Su Mujin retracted her gaze calmly and said to Song Qinian beside her, "Qinian, let's go. If we don't go, I'll be late for school."
Song Qinian nodded, "Let's go!"
Seeing Song Qinian riding a bicycle and taking Su Mujin away, Song Liancheng's eyes turned cold.
What he hated most was Song Qinian's condescending attitude.
They are all descendants of the Song family, they are all the same people, why is Song Qinian always so superior?
Why was Song Qinian so highly regarded? Why was he praised by the people in the compound as the most promising of the younger generation?
He must trample Song Qinian under his feet!
Song Liancheng was staring into the distance with a gloomy look when he felt someone hugging his arm.
Turning around, he met Fu Wan's smiling eyes.
"Liancheng, don't worry, I'll help you. I will definitely take the male lead halo that belongs to you!"
Song Liancheng felt much more at ease.
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