canary dressed as a disabled villain

After hanging up the phone, Zhuang Jianning took advantage of the moonlight to look at the two stacks of test papers and exercise sets piled up on the balcony, feeling as if he was descending into the mortal world.

Finally, the day when I could only sleep for three or four hours a night was coming to an end. I was a little bit looking forward to, a little bit excited, and a little bit nervous. The sound of my surging heartbeat was very clear at night.

He was lying down well, but his thin and white waist trembled, and he sat up suddenly.

He Zhuo, who was dozens of kilometers away, was taken aback, and stared at the thin waist in the monitor with a sense of flexibility and strength.

This is not a pet, this is clearly a goblin who seduces people without knowing it.

Zhuang Jianning opened his notebook. Since he posted the design manuscript of the Swan Princess double-sided brooch on a well-known foreign jewelry design website last time, he has been obsessed with writing questions and has not paid attention to it again.

After logging in, the page paused for a while, and then the private message notification sound "Didi" kept ringing.

In the private message interface, there are at least hundreds of messages.

Zhuang Jianning is calm. This manuscript is designed with the works that he was satisfied with in his previous life and has passed the market test, and added the inspiration of "transformation" after improvement.This website has a lot of traffic, and it is normal for many people to pay attention to it.

He clicked on a few private messages at random, some simply admired and wanted to make friends, some wanted to buy the copyright of the manuscript, and some wanted to poach him to work together.

Zhuang Jianning closed the page and logged into the mailbox he left when he registered on the website. One of the emails from several days ago caught his attention.

The sender is the chief designer of the empire division of the well-known foreign jewelry brand "trueself".

In addition to expressing appreciation for the manuscript, the content of the email also left an address. If Zhuang Jianning is interested, she can bring her portfolio to interview for the jewelry designer position of trueself.

In the past two days, she had to take the college entrance examination, and after that she had to prepare a portfolio, Zhuang Jianning thought for a while, and decided to go for an interview in a week.

After replying to the email, I lost sleepiness completely.

The nerves in his brain were active, but his body was tired. He turned his head and ordered Xiao Ning: "Go to the bathroom and get some warm water, get a towel, and come back when I call you."

He Zhuo was leaning halfway on the bed, his skin was burning and his mouth was getting more and more serious. He looked away from the screen and reached for the water glass on the bedside table.

Suddenly a strange sound came from the earphones, He Zhuo's pupils dilated, his hands shook, and a glass of water was spilled on the bed.

On the screen, the little goblin is holding the Xia Liang quilt between her legs, revealing her gluttonous waist, and is playing with a small jade-colored bamboo pole back and forth.

It's not the first time He Zhuo saw Zhuang Jianning like this, he could barely resist before, but since he tasted the sweetness, he can no longer suppress the extreme desire of his body and even his soul.

Twenty minutes later, Zhuang Jianning threw the dirty wet wipes in the trash can, called Xiao Ning, and wiped them clean with a towel.

After the brain nerves were extremely excited, they fell into deep fatigue together with the body.

As soon as he closed his eyes, he fell into a deep sleep of contentment.

He Zhuo, who was outside the screen, watched for a long time on the small face half buried in the pillow, and the long and thin white legs, and finally got up and went to the bathroom.

After coming out of the bathroom, he casually clicked on a screen recording of the little goblin lying on the coffee table late at night writing the test paper. He worked harder, focused and looked better than anyone he had ever seen.

Like a tenacious and proud green bamboo, but also like an indestructible soft sword.

At 01:30 in the night, he turned off the video, dialed the internal line, and told his assistant, "Now go see Madam."

During the past few days when He Zhuo came to the nursing home, he locked himself in his room every day, without any intention of going to see his wife. When he received the notice to go back tomorrow morning, Li Zhu didn't dare to close his eyes at all.

He immediately ordered to go down, and the dean urgently waited in the ward with the attending doctor.

This place is Qiucai's medical research center, built on Hot Spring Mountain, covering an area of ​​several thousand hectares.In the place with the most oxygen and the most beautiful scenery in the hot spring center, a sanatorium was built. It has never been opened to the public for many years, and it only serves Mrs. He.

He Zhuo was sitting in a wheelchair, his eyes were slightly blue.

Following Li Zhu's guidance, passing through the quiet and elegant corridor, the wind picked up and the bamboo forest made a pleasant rustling sound.

Driving to the deepest room in the other hospital, the dean and the attending doctor bowed beside the hospital bed.

He Zhuo stopped at the door and looked towards the hospital bed. From this angle, he could vaguely see Mrs. He's face.

I haven't seen her in ten years, whether it's Mrs. He's appearance or He Zhuo's bone marrow feeling for her, there is no difference from ten years ago.

"Wake up soon?" He gripped the armrests of the wheelchair tightly with both hands, until his veins stood out and his joints turned white, but his tone was indifferent.

Hearing the sound, Mrs. He was lying on the hospital bed like a comatose woman, her fingers on the quilt suddenly moved.

The dean is over 50 years old, with half a hundred hair, and he dare not lift his head in front of He Zhuo, tremblingly said: "Yes, we have tried many times, Madam responds the most to your voice."

He Zhuo didn't want to stay for even a second, turned the wheelchair, and his voice was still faint, "Then you can play more of my recordings for Madam. Report to me after Madam wakes up."

Qiucai's salary is extremely generous, and the nursing home is at the top of Qiucai's salary conditions.

For so many years, the Qiucai headquarters has spent billions of dollars on the medical research center, consuming a huge amount of human, financial and material resources, just to hope that Madam will wake up soon.

For this sake, the relationship between mother and child should be good.

However, since the sanatorium was built, Mr. He has never set foot here.

This time, I wanted to invite Mr. He over to talk more with Madam and strengthen the brain wave stimulation, which will help Madam wake up faster, but Mr. He has been here for five days, and he just took a look at it from afar.

The dean holds a top-level salary, no matter how many doubts he has in his heart, he dare not say a word.

"Mr. He, go slowly."

The door slammed shut from the inside.

He Zhuo took a deep breath of the oxygen in the deep mountains, and told Li Zhuo, "Let's go."

The previously announced departure time was tomorrow morning, and Li Zhu didn't show any hesitation, and responded, "Okay, Mr. He."

Back in the imperial capital, it was already dawn.

The mountain road is not easy to walk. It takes three or four hours by car. As soon as He Zhuo closes his eyes while lying down, countless ghosts and ghosts will appear to haunt him, piercing his limbs and internal organs with sharp claws, and then using the flowing water He chewed his stumped limbs clean with his ugly big mouth filled with bloody, foul-smelling mucus. Horrific screams and the tangy smell of blood were everywhere.

His consciousness floated in the air, consciously feeling fear and pain.

He often had this kind of nightmare when he was a child. When he had it before, he would cry and call his mother in the dream.

Later it will not.

All are likely to push him down the dark well and fill it with boulders.

The only one who can save him is himself.

He wiped the cold sweat off his head with a handkerchief, and his skin was itchy and anxious.

I remembered that I still had a little pet that would take the initiative to reach out to him and jump into his arms.

He Zhuo hoarsely ordered: "Go to the mall."

He Zhuo, who owns several business districts, picked out a bunch of small toys for his little pets when they were not normally open.

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Zhuang Jianning didn't stay up late last night, and Zhuang Jianning got up early in the morning, feeling refreshed and comfortable everywhere.

After simply eating breakfast, and counting the examination admission ticket, ID card, and stationery, Zhuang Jianning carried his schoolbag on one shoulder, picked up his scooter, and flew out of the community.

The high-spirited, that's what it should look like.

In the first language test, Zhuang Jianning got the test paper and glanced at the composition first, and it turned out that the theme was "transformation".

His previous design works also had this theme, and he was very touched by transformation during this period.

I wrote the entire test paper eloquently, and went back to check it again, but it was not time to hand in the paper.

I don't know if Mr. He is back.

Will you really wait for him at the school gate?

Usually after school, Zhuang Jianning would wait for others to leave. Today, after the teacher collected the test papers, Zhuang Jianning was the first to rush out of the classroom.

The entire street in front of the school was full of cars picking up candidates, and there was a crowd of parents standing at the gate, anxious and caring.

He Zhuo's legs and feet are inconvenient, even if he came to pick him up, he would just wait in the car.

Zhuang Jianning squeezed out of the crowd and looked for the familiar black Maybach at the school gate.

"Xingchen, today my mother hired a Michelin star chef for you. There are several dishes that even your father has never eaten."

Hearing Mother Jing's voice, Zhuang Jianning's body froze, with people on both sides, he could only remain motionless, trying to make himself invisible.

Then came Father Jing's voice: "You're just messing around, you should eat light food for the college entrance examination, what if Xingchen eats up your stomach?"

Jing Chen held Mother Jing's arm affectionately, "Mom, what kind of chef are you hiring, I love all the egg noodles you make."

Zhuang Jianning's figure suddenly appeared in his field of vision, he turned his footsteps, and led Jing's father and mother Jing to another direction.

Father Jing saw that Jing Chen was happy everywhere, and said cheerfully: "When you go to college and you are not used to eating in the cafeteria, ask your mother to bring you egg noodles every day."

A family of three enjoyed themselves happily.

Zhuang Jianning caught a glimpse of the three walking away from the corner of his eye, and silently breathed a sigh of relief.

"Jianning, is anyone coming to pick you up?" Cheng Yan managed to squeeze through the crowd and saw Jing Chen, and happened to bump into Zhuang Jianning face to face, and it was quite embarrassing not to say hello.

Wearing sunglasses and a mask, he was well hidden by a group of aunts who pay attention to sun protection.

The voice was not loud, but there were too many people, Father Jing, Mother Jing and Jing Chen hadn't gone far.

Hearing the voice, Jing's mother turned her head. Last time, although Zhuang Jianing did not know where to hire a gold medal lawyer to settle the slobbering lawsuit on Jing Chen, in the final analysis, that gang of criminals still went after Zhuang Jianing.

Without this scourge, all these troublesome things would never have happened, and Jing Chen would not be affected by him.

As soon as father Jing saw Zhuang Jianning, he thought of the few calligraphy and painting collections that he had stolen. It took a lot of effort to find them, but Zhuang Jianning stole them and sold them to pursue men.

Raising in a family with the surname Zhuang, what good can he teach others, it will completely embarrass him to the Jing family.

Because of Cheng Yan and the people around him, Jing's father is not easy to get angry.

Seeing that he couldn't escape, Jing Chen called obediently: "Brother Jian Ning, are you doing well in the Chinese test? Let's go home and have dinner together. Mom invited a chef."

Jing's mother looked at Jing Chen, who was sensible and excellent, and Zhuang Jianning, who had accomplished nothing and didn't even have basic etiquette to call people. She was afraid that he would get into trouble again in the future, so she had to find the Jing family.

She disciplined her face with an ugly face: "If you don't do well in the exam, you can review for another year. At least you can get into a serious junior college. Don't go to a pheasant university with a few scores in the exam. Then you will be with a bunch of gangsters and don't study well all day long. Now you and Jing The gap between Chen and Chen is like heaven and earth, even a little bit of self-esteem should be ashamed."

"Excuse me, who is this lady?" Mrs. Jiang called Zhuang Jianning just now, but she couldn't get through. She asked Jiang's father to meet Jiang Taoyu over there, and she was looking for Xiaojian here.

Hearing these words, even Mrs. Jiang, who has always practiced Buddhism, was angry, but her expression and voice were still calm.

"I..." Mother Jing was blocked for a moment, she didn't want to admit in public that she had any relationship with Zhuang Jianning.She looked Madam Jiang up and down, and asked, "Who are you?"

Mrs. Jiang took Zhuang Jianning's hand, smiled lightly, and said, "I'm Xiaojian's godmother, and I'm here to take Xiaojian home for dinner. You don't know, Xiaojian has been a child without parents since she was a child, but she is not a child on the side of the road. All chickens and dogs are qualified to talk about our little Jane."

Jing's mother sneered: "Then I want to remind you to be careful about the family's money."

Mrs. Jiang frowned, and said in an unhurried voice: "I don't know if this lady has heard a saying that when an orange grows in the south, it becomes an orange, and when it grows in the north, it becomes a trifoliate orange. We, the elderly, should save ourselves three times a day. Reflect on your words and deeds.”

Father Jing didn't know this person who claimed to be Zhuang Jianning's godmother, but he guessed that Zhuang Jianning must have tricked her here by some indecent means.

In order to avoid troubles in the future, he made a clear statement: "Since he is an elderly person, he has nothing to do with others if he suffers a loss. Mother Xingchen, let's not waste time, Xingchen has to take a nap after dinner .”

Having said that, Mother Jing has nothing to say, anyway, out of sight and out of mind, it's up to Zhuang Jianning to do what she wants.

The three of them were just about to take a step when Father Jing turned his head and saw Jiang Tan.

The CEO of Latika Jewelry Company.

He let go of Jing Chen, and stretched out his hands to greet him with a smile: "Mr. Jiang, do you still remember me? We met at the chamber of commerce last year."

Mr. Jiang saw his wife pulling Xiao Jian to talk to these people just now, and they were getting closer. He could tell from his wife's small micro expressions that these people were unhappy just now.

People who can make Xiaotao's mother such a temperament are unhappy, it seems that these few people are not kind.

He blocked Father Jing's hand without even looking at him, and went straight to his wife and Xiao Jian, "Xiao Jian, I just came to pick up Xiao Tao. Your aunt is here to pick you up today, let's go back together." Let's eat at home."

If he hadn't agreed to He Zhuo, Zhuang Jianning would have nodded immediately.

But he couldn't deny Mr. Jiang face in front of the Jing family, so he nodded and said, "Let's talk in the car."

Mrs. Jiang embraced him, and said with a smile, "Okay, let's go, Auntie made glutinous rice cakes for you today, and added pecan kernels and raisins to nourish your brain."

Jing's father was left aside by Jiang Tan in public, and due to Latika's position in the industry and the energy of the Jiang family, it was not easy to explode.

He could only straighten his back in embarrassment, retracted his hand, and looked at Cheng Yan complainingly. If he hadn't made a sound, would there be so many things behind.

This person surnamed Cheng won't forget the old love again.

Cheng Yan was also extremely embarrassed after witnessing a big scene, he and Jing Chen looked at each other several times, neither leaving nor staying.

Mrs. Jing saw that not only she was crushed, but also Jing's father was crushed, she dragged Jing Chen to the side of the car with a dark face.

Zhuang Jianning followed Mrs. Jiang to the car, feeling a little embarrassed: "Auntie, thank you just now." The Jiang family treated him so well, and there was no point in hiding it. He said frankly, "Actually, those two people just now were..."

"No matter who it is, it has nothing to do with Jane." As smart as Mrs. Jiang, she can probably guess the twists and turns, but life is too short, and there is no time to love and be loved. There is no need to be on someone who is not worth it. Waste a minute and a second.

Zhuang Jianning's ears turned red, "Auntie, someone came to pick me up today, can I go back with you at noon tomorrow?"

Mrs. Jiang hadn't had time to speak yet.

Jiang Tan pointed to a speeding driveway in amazement: "Isn't this the car of the legendary owner of the Mid-Autumn Festival White Consortium?"

Jiang Taoyu asked curiously: "What autumn white? Isn't it just a black Maybach? It's so ordinary, how can you tell?"

Zhuang Jianning looked at the car that had disappeared, and his heart sank.

I heard Mr. Jiang continue: "Silly girl, the car is ordinary, but the license plate is not ordinary. Emperor 111111, not everyone can have it."

He Zhuo closed the chat interface with Mao Jun and sent a message to Zhuang Jianning.

"It's something, go back by yourself."