MTL - School Heroine Secretly Loves Me-Chapter 21 Wen Xiu

She has yet to gain a foothold in this world.

Never allow yourself to make empty promises.

Song Nanqiao kept telling herself in her heart, - must resist the temptation...

The temptation named "Wen Wenyao".

"I want to sleep."

Song Nan pretended to lie down, but in fact she just wanted to be quiet.

"Really?" Wen Wenyao actually didn't stay enough. She took a leave of absence from school and asked for tomorrow morning, but now Song Nanqiao is tired, she will be noisy if she stays here other side.

"Um okay, message me something."

The ward is almost ready now, you can go home first.

"I will come to see you tomorrow, I will pick you up the night after tomorrow, and you will accompany me to the banquet."

"Hmmm..."

It's so tempting again.

Song Nanqiao turned her head, but her ears were red - small, Wen Wenyao noticed this little detail, and her mood improved a lot.

No-Yes, there was a sound of closing the door, when Song Nanqiao looked back, Wen Wenyao had already left.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly... I became embarrassed.

"Your heart rate went up."

The system detected changes in Song Nanqiao's body.

"Hmm."

Of course she knew that being so close to such a beautiful girl would of course be very nervous, although not once or twice.

…

Speaking of which, Song Nanqiao was really sleepy. She only slept for four hours last time. The condition of this ward is very good. The warm air from the air conditioner made her feel more comfortable.

After closing your eyes, it is after nine o'clock in the evening.

When I woke up, I found that I had two missed calls and a dozen messages in my hands.

She turned on her phone—look, it was from Luo Lemon, all of which were apologetic.

Luo Lemon felt very guilty when she knew that Song Nanqiao was sent to the hospital because of herself. She wanted to see Song Nanqiao, but she didn't ask for leave, so she could only secretly send a message to Song Nanqiao between classes, or Call up.

But Song Nanqiao didn't answer either.

"Humph, she made you become like this, do you want to return?"

The system felt sorry for Song Nanqiao, because she was beaten so badly for something unrelated to her, and the girl did not come to the hospital to see Song Nanqiao immediately.

"It's okay, I knew this would happen when I helped her."

Song Nanqiao doesn't care about these wounds, she is not afraid of pain or death.

After reading the message, she replied to Luo Lemon - "I'm fine, don't worry about me."

After the message was sent, the other party's phone number called immediately.

"Is it really okay?" Luo Lemon's voice was a little anxious.

"I'm in the hospital now, really fine."

"The hospital?"

"The First City Hospital."

"I'll see you tomorrow."

"Not really..."

Now Song Nanqiao just wants to be alone and be quiet - let's take advantage of this comfortable and comfortable private time to think about the follow-up work.

But Luo Lemon Cut is very stubborn and insists on coming. Song Nanqiao had no choice but to agree to her.

Hang up Luo Lemon's phone, Song Nanqiao tried to walk down and down, and after finding that she could walk normally, she was relieved, and she was going to take a bath. There is a bathroom in the single ward, which looks very clean.

It is more comfortable than the hot water in the school - a little bit, and it takes a long time to wash before you know it.

After ten o'clock in the evening, Wen Wenyao sent her a message first, telling her to go to bed early. Later, Luo Lemon also sent her a message, asking her to take good care of her injuries.

Song Nanqiao replied to Wen Wenyao, but did not reply to Luo Lemon, there was no other meaning, just simply did not want to reply.

After doing this, she lay on the bed and started to play dead.

—It's eight o'clock in the morning.

"Hi, your breakfast is here."

The nurse knocked on Song Nanqiao's door.

"Come in." Song Nanqiao quickly took a coat and put it on him, pretending to be up.

"I didn't have breakfast?"

Looking at the plate in the nurse's hand, which is full of exquisite breakfast, it looks very appetizing.

"Miss Wen's family ordered for you, the best breakfast in this hospital is prepared by the chef according to the patient's condition."

The nurse looked at Song Nanqiao. This girl was specially explained by Miss Wen's family, and she needed special care. Whether it is diet or daily life, she must be the best.

In fact, the best breakfast in their hospital is not that good. Some of the dishes are additionally added to Song Nanqiao.

"Thank you."

Song Nanqiao took the breakfast and politely said thank you.

"Just put it where you're done, press the button next to the bed, and we'll come and collect the dishes."

The nurse said kindly, turned around and gently closed the door of Song Song Nanqiao's room.

The time for breakfast just passed. After Song Nanqiao was full, he continued to gather in the stock market.

She spent six hours reading the financial statements of hundreds of bosses and companies in the world, took out a notebook, wrote and drew on it, and made many records.

She chose for a long time, and almost selected three or four companies with potential.

These companies are not large, and the stock prices are not expensive, so they are worth long-term investment.

Afterwards, it took another three hours to look at some of the current business giants. These companies are considered to be monopoly in their own fields.

During this process, Song Anqiao was surprised to find that among these giant companies, quite a large majority of them came from the Wen family. A man named Wen Guangquan.

Is that Wen Wenyao's father...

Song Anqiao repeated the name several times in her mind.

See you later.

It was six o'clock in the afternoon, Song Nanqiao looked at his mobile phone all day, and had a certain understanding of the general market of this world.

There are also some follow-up plans…

Just as I was about to turn off my phone and take a break, my phone rang.

Song Nanqiao—Look, Luo Lemon called and picked it up.

"I'm here to see you, I bought some parallel imports and health products, and I'm downstairs in the hospital now." Luo Lemon's voice sounded a little labored, as if he had mentioned a lot of things.

"Want me to pick you up?"

Song Nanqiao wondered if she should help her get something.

"No! Rest well and wait for me to come up."

After finishing speaking, Luo Lemon hung up his phone.

She has so many things in her hand that it is inconvenient to answer the phone.

Luo Lemon's family is actually relatively good, although not as rich as the Qin family and the Wen family, but a good life is completely guaranteed. Lemon was ashamed of her, so she bought a lot of skin care products for her.

She also intends to settle all Song Nanqiao's medical expenses.

When she went to the consultation desk with her things, the doctor said that someone had helped Song Nanqiao settle the medical bills.

"Did the school pay for her medicine?"

Lor Lemon asked.

"No, it's the miss of the Wen family."

The nurse looked up and looked at Luo Lemon, the jewelry on this girl and the mobile phone in her hand were not cheap, and she looked like a child from a rich family.

This made the nurse even more curious about Song Nanqiao's identity.

"So..."

Sure enough, the relationship between the two is not so good...

She doesn't really want Song Nanqiao to get too close to other girls.

"Where is her ward."

"Ward 210."

"Thank you."

Luo Lemon pushed Song Nanqiao's door open.

"Are you okay?" Luo Lemon smiled slightly at Song Nanqiao and put the things in his hands on the table.

Song Nanqiao looked at it and saw that it was not cheap.

It seems that the girl's family is not bad.

I always feel that I am surrounded by rich women, only myself, a poor dog...

"Actually, I don't need to buy so many things, I'm almost fine."

It’s really unnecessary to buy so many things. Now I can fully move on the ground, and the wound on my head is not very big. So many supplements are really a waste.

"It's okay, it's because of me..."

Luo Lemon's eyes became complicated, and Song Nanqiao couldn't understand what she was thinking.

"I'll peel an apple for you." Luo Lemon reached for a ceramic knife on the table.

Song Nanqiao learned fruit quietly beside her.

At this moment, the door of the ward rang again, the voice was very soft, but Song Nanqiao could really hear it.

"Come in."

Song Nanqiao thought it was a nurse, but Luo Lemon put down the ceramic knife in his hand, looking nervous.

The door opened slowly.

—A moving figure walked in from the door, with long black and delicate hair naturally scattered on his shoulders, wearing a small apricot suit, and a warm and beautiful temperament rushed to his face.

After Wen Wenyao entered the door, her gentle gaze became a little dignified because she saw Luo Lemon.

She has met this girl once, and the girl who had dinner with Song Nanqiao last time was said to be Song Nanqiao's friend.

This time Qin Qiuhan did something to Song Nanqiao because of her.

And Luo Lemon was also a little embarrassed. She suddenly felt like an outsider, she always felt that she should not be here, but she couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to stay, think Strive for - next.

"Cough."

Perceiving the wonderful atmosphere of the two, Song Nanqiao coughed twice.

It always feels like something is not right when these two stay together.

Both girls understood what Song Nanqiao meant. In order not to embarrass Song Nanqiao, they both slowly put down their guard, and the expressions on their faces began to change.

"Hello." Wen Wenyao said actively.

"Well, good afternoon." Luo Lemon also replied.

Now it seems that the atmosphere between the two is much more harmonious.

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ps: Luo Lemon doesn't like Song Nanqiao, and doesn't like Wen Wenyao being close to Song Nanqiao, because he is worried that with Wen Wenyao's existence, Song Nanqiao will not play with him. Thank you at 2021-03-1200:53 :03~2021-03-12 13:38:46 The little angel who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution for me~

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