Ning Jiashu was so angry that he wanted to open her head and see what was inside.

How could her such a smart daughter have such a stupid mother?

"Do you know who Song Bowen is, but you dare to take advantage of others? Their family has been giving three generations of capitalists who have to attract even a little sweetness. My girlfriend can change her clothes like clothes. Can I make such friends?"

When I first met at college, Ning Jiashu didn't know these things. It was not until after dating that he gradually understood the source of Song Bowen's bad temper.

In a sense, he is really not a good-hearted person.

Ning's mother was really angry when she saw her, and at least reacted and said carefully, "You don't like him, Jiashu, then I'll tell him clearly and tell him not to work hard to help us next time, and find a way to pay back the favors you owe before."

"It's no longer a question that you can't explain clearly. Luo Tu is now standing on the same boat with him, but I can't give the ones he's drawings." Ning Jiashu became more annoyed the more he thought about it. "You can't ask me first? Is there any friend that I can't take home directly, and I still need her to introduce to you?"

Ning's mother looked back and said, sure enough, Luo Tu stood beside the man, looking at Song Bowen, with friendship at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.

My dad is still in the custody room, but she is very heartless. Ning Jiashu rolls her eyes and complains in her heart.

"What should I do?" Ning's mother was anxious, "I see that Luo Tu likes him very much, I'm afraid she won't listen to us."

If Luo Tu is really capable, she will be too busy to pay attention to her, Ning Jiashu will be happy to see her success, but the problem is that she does not.

"Stop saying that she is ignorant this time, don't bother with her," Ning Jiashu said with an ultimatum. "She is an adult. She knows that she is ill-behaved, but she still wants to cheat me with outsiders. If this continues, you still talk to her, so just pretend that she doesn't have my daughter."

"Of course not." Ning's mother quickly shook her head, "I will tell her well. If I do something wrong again, I will definitely not stand on her side. When your uncle is discharged from the hospital, I will make it clear to Xiao Song."

Of course, Ning Jiashu knew that Ning's mother was not a person who liked to take advantage of others. She would definitely have to pay back the favors of others. However, not everyone was as self-aware as them. Even if she had expressed her opinion now, Ning Jiashu couldn't believe it.

Luo Tu is a guy with a low eye. He finally caught a tall, rich and handsome guy who could touch it. Even if the knife was placed on her neck, it would be strange if she would listen to advice and be willing to let go.

After blowing an oxygen mask in the surveillance room for two hours, Luo's father on the hospital bed finally woke up.

When trembling Weiwei opened his eyes, he heard that the plane had returned to Shanghai, and he was indeed coughing and cursing as expected. While he was talking about how important his order business was, he also blamed the crew for being busy. He stopped awkwardly until his eyes noticed Ning Jiashu and Song Bowen at the end of the bed.

"When did you come to Jiashu? I really want to come to see me." He laughed awkwardly.

Ning Jiashu also smiled, "Where is our crew that is troublesome, I'm sorry for you. I would have known how good it would be to land in Rome if I had known it would be."

"I didn't mean that either. This time the incident happened suddenly. I bought a direct flight. I didn't expect that I didn't go there in the end. It's a pity that the leader valued me. My body is so incompetent..."

He was a little more polite than usual. Ning Jiashu discovered this before boarding the plane. It must be the credit of Song Bowen, the rich son-in-law.

The man was annoyed on the surface and didn't know what to do behind his back. Ning Jiashu was too lazy to say anything to him and picked up his things and said goodbye.

"Jiashu, where are you going?" Ning's mother chased after her for a few steps.

“Go back to sleep.”

"Let's go home today, mom cooks for you..."

"never mind."

"I'll give you." Song Bowen also followed.

Ning Jiashu did not refuse and let him walk behind him until he left the ward and reached the end of the corridor before turning around. His expression on his face had completely restrained.

"I thought I've told you very clearly. What does it mean to be close to my family now?"

He still looked cynical and innocently spread his hands, "You wronged me, your sister called me, I can't help but answer the phone calls related to you, and I can't help but help with things related to you."

"I don't need your help. Staying away from me will help me the greatest help."

"You really don't read any old love, good book." His sigh was deep.

Ning Jiashu only found it funny, so he didn't start and turn it back, "Song Bowen, don't tease you. When will you finish the story about the old sesame and bad rice? How good is it that we go our own way and have nothing to do with each other. Where did I mess with you?"

"Well, you messed with me."

Perhaps her words were too heavy, and I don’t know which sentence hit him. After this sentence fell, Song Bowen’s naughty smile finally calmed down.

"You shouldn't have agreed to be with me at the beginning. Since you agree, you should take it seriously. When you feel dissatisfied, you will immediately return the goods and throw them away. You don't even give me the opportunity to explain and leave no room for anything. This is you, Ning Jiashu."

His breathing was heavier than he had just now, as if he was angry.

After all, he was a man who spoke with a golden spoon in his mouth. Song Bowen had a bad temper. After so many years of breaking up, Ning Jiashu had really lost a long time to see his emotions fluctuating. He subconsciously took two steps back, but this action seemed to have angered the man even more.

He stared at her for a while and turned his head, "Do you know what I was thinking about when I stood downstairs of your house when I broke up?"

"I was wondering what I was wrong and what made you unhappy. When you came out and explained it clearly to me, I would definitely change it. From day to night, I finally figured it out. It was not that I was wrong, but that you didn't put yourself in this relationship at the beginning."

"Your idea is very subjective." Ning Jiashu denied, "Why didn't I devote myself?"

"You're not invested." His voice was more certain than her.

"I swore that I would like to give people hope and put people in hell, but the culprit escaped. At that time, I swear that I would definitely try it once in my lifetime."

It is this reason that made Song Bowen be worried for so many years.

Ning Jia's writing was stagnant, and suddenly she didn't know what to say for a moment.

She never loses when arguing. She has a lot of reasons. For example, they had an appointment from the beginning, but if they were not suitable, they would end. Just give it a try and get together and part with you...

But after she got back together with Huo Qin recently, she suddenly realized that people's love was not as easy as she imagined. Just like she clearly vowed not to turn back, she finally broke the precepts.

No matter how many agreements are made, rationality will sometimes be uncontrollable. Once the feelings begin to be poured into it, it will be harmed whether they can be collected or not.

So, was she wrong?

Ning Jiashu shook his head and shook his distracting thoughts. He didn't know where the guilt came from recently. The people and things related to these ex-boyfriends were always shaking in front of him.

"So you are entangled now because you want to take revenge on me, and you are unwilling to give up." Ning Jiashu sorted out the conclusion and finally apologized, "But what to do? I have people who are dating now, and I may not be able to taste the feeling you said."

Song Bowen smiled with clarity, "It doesn't matter. No matter who that person is, you will break up soon with your personality."

This sentence is so unpleasant that it makes people feel cold.

Ning Jiashu wanted to carry his bag and shake him twice, take a deep breath, endure it and endure it again and again, and repeatedly told himself to forgive this insane guy before pressing his impulse.

"Miss, the elevator has arrived. If you don't enter, please give it a little."

A female voice came from behind. Ning Jiashu realized that it was blocking people, so he turned his body to avoid it. Someone was in a wheelchair and slipped too quickly. The plaster on his soles of his feet knocked on Ning Jiashu's calves, causing the patient to look cracked.

This time it was hit hard, and her calves would probably have bruises.

Ning Jia's book was about to break out, but because the group was older than her, she endured it and watched the group enter the elevator.

The middle-aged woman pushing a wheelchair turned around and looked at her again before entering.

He was a very beautiful woman, probably less than forty years old, but she was still graceful, elegant and exquisite. What Ning Jiashu cares about the most was that her eyebrows were somewhat familiar with her...

A few cards got together, and as soon as the elevator door was closed, the car became lively.

"The relationship between men and women is really chaotic nowadays. Relying on good looks and love is one after another, we are still better than that time. It's simple, and we will get married after a single negotiation."

"Who said no," the woman nodded with emotion, "I hate such young people who are irresponsible to their feelings the most."
Chapter completed!