The Villain Husband is Online to Raise the Ginseng

But don't remember the original owner, it's really difficult in this world.

After all, really illiterate ginseng essence.

Thinking of this, Wen Ling pretended to be mature and sighed: Ginseng essence is difficult.

233: ? ? ?

Ma Da.

If you are ginseng and difficult, then I am even more difficult.

I am so hard!

"Oh." When Wen Ling was dealing with 233, she still didn't forget to keep up with Wen Heng's rhythm.

He honestly changed the paper back, got his own paper, and changed the class name to his own.

Hearing the word Ling, the little ginseng essence can still write it.

After all, it's your name.

Except for these two words, the rest of the words are written quite mechanically.

The original main character was written so-so, and Wen Ling was a little disgusted, so he prepared to practice it himself.

"Let's get a copybook." Wen Ling felt that copying homework was boring, and suddenly thought, she wanted to practice calligraphy.

"How about, let's improve our grades and practice calligraphy?" 233 was like an old mother, heartbroken.

"I don't." It is impossible for the little ginseng essence to admit defeat.

233 sent out an electronic copybook with a face full of love.

This copybook can't be seen by others, but it can be heard.

After practicing calligraphy for a class and finding that her handwriting looked a lot better, Wen Ling sighed, "Hey, don't say it, I'm quite talented in learning."

233: ...!

Forget it, I don't talk to goblins.

After the first evening self-study get out of class, Liu Xinhan took Wenling's hand: "Do you want to go to the toilet?"

"Okay." The little ginseng essence is quite new to this kind of human experience.

Liu Xinhan is another kind human cub, Wen Ling did not refuse, and went out with her.

On the contrary, Wen Heng sat in his seat, staring at the English textbook in front of him with deep brows and eyes, and the voice of a little fool echoed in his ears: "Okay."

It's soft and waxy, very different from the kind of voice that was squeezing his throat with a little whine before.

So, this is the true face of the little girl, it was all a joke before.

Wen Heng naturally knew that there were a lot of small groups in the school, and they liked to hang around together, make a bet, make an appointment, etc., all of which were normal.

Wen Heng suspected that the little fools came to flirt with him before, or it was because their small group was playing around.

Wen Heng did not pay attention to these people before, and only focused on learning.

Therefore, I don't know if there is such a small group around Wen Ling.

Guessing now, it might be like this, and I felt a little irritable in my heart, but it was quickly suppressed.

He digged his hand in the table for a while, and sure enough he took out six or seven envelopes, either pink or light blue.

Without even looking at it, I took these things and threw them into the trash can in the corner of the front door.

After throwing it back, he took out his phone and took a look.

The money for the small software made before has now arrived in the account.

Wen Heng breathed a sigh of relief at the reality of the money being credited.

Put away the phone, drag the English book out and read it.

Wen Ling on the other side met someone on the way back...

Wen Yu.

The half-sister of the original owner, Wen Yu's mother was a junior at the beginning.

When the original owner's mother gave birth to the original owner, the original owner's father got involved with the third Guo Yulian, and was pregnant and gave birth to Wen Yu.

Because of this, the original owner's mother got angry and fell ill, but the body dragged on for more than three years, so she couldn't hold back and left.

The original owner's mother had just left, and before the first seven had passed, Guo Yulian had already led Wen Yu to the door.

These things were still asked by the original owner from some old neighbors in the past.

Update time, 8 a.m. 5 p.m.