The sick and weak tyrant's foodie wife

As soon as Lin Jingmo stepped into the school, He Qun sent cordial condolences.

"Are you really all right?"

"It's okay." Lin Jingmo leaned back slightly, leaning on the back of the chair, "It's just that something not very good happened, and you, Young Master He, don't need to go out."

He Qun didn't refute his teasing, but frowned suddenly and looked at him very worriedly.

"you sure?"

"of course."

He Qun: "As for the little bastards before, I had someone search around and I've already found them and taught you a lesson. By the way, don't send them to the police uncle to receive socialist education."

Immediately afterwards, he frowned, "The leader of this group of gangsters learned from his mouth that the one who has been giving them instructions is a tall and strong man, 1.8 meters tall, a bit like the kind of bodyguards often hired by wealthy families."

As he spoke, he gave Lin Jingmo a photo. The man in the photo was about 1.8 meters tall and in a black suit, which made people feel inexplicably familiar.

The more you look, the more familiar you feel.

Isn't this Lin Lie's bodyguard?

Lin Jingmo looked at He Qun approvingly, "Yes, Young Master He, I have found so many things from yesterday to today, it seems that I underestimated you before."

"It doesn't matter who I am, the dignified son of the He family, if it's not because you belong to my family, otherwise who cares about your life." He Qun raised his chin like a rooster who has won a battle, and he was so proud that he didn't know the world .

Looking at He Qun from Lin Jingmo's background, he suddenly realized that they seemed to be the same age, one enjoyed the care of the family and became a proud, indulgent and confident fighting chicken, and the other sometimes looked like mushrooms in the shadows, Can't find the meaning of life.

Fortunately, this mushroom has his own farmer, who gives him sunshine and care.

It took only a moment for these things to surge through his mind.

"Thank you, Mr. He, for your great support to me, but children should not intervene in the affairs of adults." Afterwards, Lin Jingmo ruthlessly rejected He Mian's act of wanting to help in He Mian's expectant eyes. "

Ignoring He Qun's resentful eyes, he returned to the classroom to prepare for class, but was stopped on the way.

It was a little girl, about eighteen or nineteen years old, dressed very brightly, with shoulder-length hair that was soft and shiny, and had a bright smile. She was a rare and beautiful girl.

"You are Lin Jingmo." The girl opened her mouth with arrogance, disdain, and childishness.

But the inner bearing and etiquette are not lacking at all.

"Yeah, what's the matter, are you looking for me for something?" Lin Jingmo didn't care, after all, although his reputation was much higher than before, it was just like that after all, and many people still looked at it When he spoke, his words unconsciously carried arrogance.

"It's because you've been pestering Brother He for a long time, and you've passed the gossip with us, right?"

Lin Jingmo was taken aback, and smiled inexplicably, it turned out to be this matter.

"Are you the hot suitor that He Qun wore recently? You don't look very good."

The girl was obviously shocked by Lin Jingmo's words. She didn't expect it, and it meant that the man would hide in the corner shyly. Who knew that he was so courageous, and it was different from the Internet.

Just when she was about to open her mouth to say something, He Qun hurriedly came out from behind and restrained her.

"Luo Ling, what are you doing?" He Qun pulled the girl over.

"What's wrong? You're taking sides with him, right?" Luo Ling looked at He Qun with an aggrieved expression, "He already has a boyfriend, but you're still taking sides with him, why can't you agree to me."

Lin Jingmo stood aside, watching the scene in front of him with interest, adding fuel and vinegar.

"Yes, little sister, I already have a boyfriend. As the saying goes, there is no mountain that cannot be moved, only those who do not work hard enough. Believe that you can wield your hoe well."

"That's right, that's right, you see that's what he said." Luo Ling looked at He Qun coquettishly.

He Qun looked at the scene in front of him with a headache, and glared at Lin Jingmo fiercely. How could he think that he would be sad just now? He really wanted to go back to a few minutes ago and beat himself to death.

Looking at Luo Ling with a headache, "Luo Ling, you're still young, what's the rush when you just started college, why not study hard."

It's really rare that one day there will be someone who will cause the young master of the He family to feel a headache. He looked at the two extreme cart pullers in a mocking manner.

"You flirt slowly, remember the time, the student union is checking the class today, I believe you guys."

After speaking, he made a cheering gesture to others, and walked away without looking back, and He Qun's collapse could be heard from a long distance away.

"Lin Jingmo, don't let me catch you next time, be careful that you are attractive."

And he is good-looking, just because of the girl's slimy appearance, you can suffer, but this girl looks pretty good.

Alas, as expected, this means that the child cannot control the parents when he grows up.

Lin Jingmo shook his head as if something had happened while walking.

One afternoon, it passed very slowly and also passed quickly.

Lin Jingmo's heart gradually calmed down, and when he arrived at the studio, he could no longer see what he looked like in the morning.

[The author has something to say: the lines of Xue Jian from the TV series "Xuejian III"]