Lingchan was very determined that she must enter the institute.
She smiled awkwardly at Lin Shengmu, but her eyes were firm.
"Do you have such a strong sense of belief? Okay, okay," Lin Shengmu said, "Welcome to join the institute. When can you come to work?"
"anytime."
"Okay, you can report directly to the ninth heir when the time comes. Do you know who he is, right? He is the royal family member who has just been recognized back to the Emperor Star."
The ninth heir is Lou Yunting.
Roy: "...Mr. Lin, we..."
"We agreed to go to the institute to study genetic diseases, I know." Lin Shengmu interrupted Roy calmly, "In fact, research on genetic diseases has been completely suspended."
Because the emperor was very ill.
All the forces of the genome and even the entire institute are working hard to alleviate the emperor's genetic aberrations, and other research is extremely close to stagnating.
Lin Shengmu got angry when he talked about it, "These royal families are like lunatics. They are dying and desperately trying to save their lives. Instead, this healthy man insists on being blind! His eyes are very good, but he wants to waste my research." The hospital’s manpower and material resources!”
"Ms. Jiang just needs to go and watch people on behalf of the institute. If you don't want to, I won't force you." However, there is no chance of entering the institute.
Lin Shengmu's meaning was very clear.
Lingchan agreed immediately.
Lin Shengmu nodded with satisfaction, picked up the small cake and continued eating, unceremoniously showing off his guests.
Roy followed the good example and left with the heroine, and then took the heroine to meet a noble he recognized. The heroine was impatient and said, "Can you go alone?"
Roy stroked her long hair and coaxed softly: "Chanchan, there are a lot of people in the institute and there are many parties. You don't just have to immerse yourself in research."
His unspoken selfishness is: he wants everyone to know that the heroine is his fiancée, and he wants to leave his mark on the heroine.
Slightly astringent lime
That girl, she will never lose her hair, gain weight, or be molded into a vulgar and unfamiliar appearance by life. She will always sit in the window seat in the third row of the high school classroom, shrouded in the bright spring sunshine. Only he became a ridiculously annoying adult.
She will always stay there, always the girl in his heart.
Teenagers and girls, youthful love
In the bright and clean classroom, the girl in the sun is almost transparent. The fingers holding the pen are slender, and the meridians on the back of the hand are a light turquoise blue.
He was secretly watching her.
He knew half the room was watching her.
She looked like a crystal clear snowflake that disappeared in the air before it hit the ground.
It was incompatible with the high school classroom filled with the smell of sweat and the endless energy of high school students in the classroom.
pure white daisy
How strange, she thought, I had a good dream today.
The girl who entered her dream every night no longer looked covered in blood and bruises. For the first time, she showed a shy smile and gently comforted her: I'm fine, don't cry.
Looks stupid. It's obvious that he doesn't treat her well at all, and she's weak, so why show off? In the end, she committed suicide because she was stupid!
The arrogant and venomous sister, the step-sister who was bullied since childhood.
obscure green willow
The company’s new clerk is actually mute? How do you recruit people? !
Find an opportunity to drive them together.
The cold-blooded capitalist boss thinks so.
The little mute is dead, and his company finally no longer has to raise free-loading vases! But when he goes to work and misses her after get off work, he misses her when he eats and sleeps, and he dreams about her, and her sister comes to make trouble every day! Work efficiency is greatly reduced!
What a loss of blood.
The moon is dead
The three of them are accomplices.
The boyfriend who didn’t receive the call
kidnapped sister
The boss who turns a blind eye
They all missed her like crazy and lived like walking zombies day after day.
Some people originally thought that they were just a glass cup that could be touched easily, or a beautiful and useless decorative rhinestone on their nails, but they have countless replaceables.
Only after losing it did I realize that she was oxygen, a source of water, something that would cause suffocation after one hundred and eighty seconds of disappearing, and a necessity to maintain life.
She would not come back, and he died with her.
Every year on the anniversary of her death, the three of them would gather at her grave.
The three people who killed her were all well-dressed and smiling.
Her life was interrupted halfway, but they were moving forward smoothly along the established road. Success and fame, social elite.
Only you know how your body is riddled with holes and your soul is on the verge of collapse after you break through the delicate and perfect mask.
(End of chapter)
