The daughter of the medical school is so handsome

"Miss Yang, what do you mean? What greed should I have? What am I greedy for?"

Feng Qi felt dissatisfied when Yang Ziqin said that.

"You know what you are greedy for. You know how much you have to have. In this world, you don't get something for no reason. You have the skills of me and that Feng Qi all of a sudden, maybe one day will disappear."

Yang Ziqin looked at Feng Qi sharply and said, "I advise you to study down-to-earth and be a down-to-earth person."

These words made Feng Qi flustered.

If the skills of the two of them disappear on him, it will be miserable!

She doesn't want to go back to the silly look she used to be.

She has to be smart and pretty!
No, you must seize the smart and beautiful opportunity now, and have something you want.

She must marry Yuan Qi as soon as possible to live a life of a master.

At that time, even if the skills suddenly disappear, you can still live worry-free and be respected.

Yang Ziqin saw Feng Qi's eyeballs were scheming, knowing that not only did she not listen to the teaching, but she became more and more obsessed with it, she couldn't help but shook her head and left.

Feng Qi returned to the room, and hurriedly took out a math test paper to do it, and found out that she could do it, she was a little relieved.

"Grandpa, I decided to go to the capital with you early, so let's go tonight."

Feng Qi felt insecure, so she couldn't wait to call Jiang Yishan.

"Why are you so anxious?"

Jiang Yishan asked with some doubts, "Don't you need to tidy up?"

"There's nothing to tidy up. I'm suddenly a little tired of here and want to leave early."

Feng Qi naturally did not tell Jiang Yishan the real situation, fearing that she would become his abandoned son.

"I have something to do tonight, tomorrow."

Jiang Yishan said.

"Ok."

After Feng Qi hung up Jiang Yishan's call, she flipped through her mobile phone, saw Song Minghui's WeChat, thought for a while, and sent him a message: I'm leaving Haishi tomorrow and going to Beijing, Minghui, goodbye, I don't love you anymore, and you don't have to hate me anymore.

Song Minghui looked at this WeChat, and his heart felt as if he had been stabbed by a knife, and he felt an inexplicable pain.

Feng Qi looked at the phone anxiously, hoping that Song Minghui would reply to the message.

of course.

Song Minghui had never texted her back before.

really.

After waiting for half an hour, Song Minghui still didn't reply to the message.

Forget it.

Don't miss him anymore, let him regret it later.

Feng Qi angrily threw the phone aside, and started to pack her things.

"Song Minghui is looking for you, outside."

Suddenly, Feng Haoxuan came over and said to Feng Qi.

"what?"

Feng Qi couldn't believe her ears, "Are you looking for me, or that Feng Qi?"

"I'm looking for you."

Feng Haoxuan glanced at Feng Qi's room, saw her packing her suitcase, frowned and asked, "Where are you going?"

"I didn't go anywhere, I just packed up casually."

Feng Qi was afraid that Feng Haoxuan would tell Feng Qi, so she lied.

"Oh."

Feng Haoxuan didn't think much about it either.

"Is Song Minghui really looking for me?"

Feng Qi couldn't help asking again.

"Ah."

Feng Haoxuan responded and left.

Feng Qi was nervous and happy.

She looked in the mirror and began to dislike herself, she wanted to dress up properly, but she was afraid that Song Minghui would wait outside in a hurry.

so tangled.

At this time, a black shadow suddenly entered in front of the door——