Chapter 435 The Evil Taste of the Second Personality

Song Jingwan heard that no matter what happened to Zhou Manli, she would contact Song Yaoyao, and a smile crossed her eyes.

She worried: "Mom, shall I accompany you to the hospital?"

"Need not."

Zhou Manli waved her hand, screamed oh oh oh, and hissed and sucked in the cold air, "You still have class, and the final exam will be in two days, so don't delay your study."

"It's okay! In my heart, my mother is the most important!"

Song Jingwan couldn't help but take Zhou Manli to the hospital.

On the other side of the school, just call and ask for leave. Anyway, she was recovering from her injury, and she wouldn't say anything if she went to the teacher or not.

Zhou Manli will be checked inside, and her teeth will also be repaired. Song Jingwan sat outside in a trance, while Song Wenchuan was pushed over by the nurse.

"What happened to mom?"

He raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows, his eyes a little tired.

The ghost knows what happened to him, the documents that Xiang Hao sent, and sometimes he fell asleep while watching. When I woke up, I found that it had been dealt with—

That efficiency is amazing.

Moreover, Song Wenchuan gradually got to know a little about the temperament of another personality in his body.

Domineering, invincible. The method is tough, the type that can't be resisted by anyone. When dealing with subordinates, either do it or get out of the way.

This is his standard of conduct.

Moreover, he also has a very low-level evil taste.

Every time before he disappeared, he would leave a message to Song Wenchuan.

The feeling of 'self' talking to 'self' made Song Wenchuan feel strange and at the same time ironic.

That feeling of waking up from a sleep and finding that the 'homework' has been completed is probably the dream of countless people, right?

But when it does happen, the mood—

It is indescribable.

Complicated, too complicated.

"She..." Song Jingwan's eyes flashed, and her voice was stern, "Mom, when she had breakfast in the morning, there was a stone in it... Then the chair was sitting fine, but the legs of the chair suddenly broke, so..."

"So you went to the hospital?"

Song Wenchuan's mouth twitched, "What's going on recently?" His eyes flashed thoughtfully, which was too unfortunate.

Song Jingwan shook her head, "Mom said she's been out of luck recently..." After saying that, she glanced at Song Wenchuan, hesitantly said, "I always say that it's because she is graceful..."

"gram?"

Song Wenchuan sneered, and after knowing that Zhou Manli was all right, he was relieved.

For this kind of words, since he was a child, his ears have become calluses. It's true that Zhou Manli is his mother, but what she did, forgive Song Wenchuan and disagree.

As a human being, who can guarantee that it will always be smooth sailing?

"How long has it been since she went home? They haven't even seen each other, so how can they beat her from a distance?"

Sometimes he really felt that his mother was in a daze, and he really needed to ask a psychiatrist to intervene.

Song Jingwan smiled reluctantly, "Well, I'll talk to my mother later."

talk?

Song Wenchuan had no expression when he heard this. He glanced at Song Jingwan and shook his head, "It's useless, just let her be."

He no longer expects Song Jingwan to get along peacefully with Song Yaoyao, and asking her to talk to Zhou Manli will only make it worse and worse, making Zhou Manli hate Song Yaoyao even more.

Capturing the distrust in Song Wenchuan's eyes, Song Jingwan pursed her lips silently.

Her eyelashes were drooping and her eyes were dark.

The CT scan was very fast, mainly Zhou Manli's waist was injured, and she needed a doctor to push her.

Song Jingwan and Song Wenchuan sat outside and waited, and they didn't communicate with each other.

I don't know how long it took...

Song Jingwan's cell phone rang suddenly, as if it was bombed.