After the exam, ruan Mengmeng got out of the car. She felt like she had lost half of her life.
Li junyu's encouragement made her want to try and do the questions seriously.
But Yingying still couldn't.
It was the same every time. The old habit followed him like a shadow.
Now, she just wanted to go back to her room and sleep. She wouldn't give face to anyone.
uncle Zhao, I'm not eating dinner. I'm a little tired. I'll go back to my room and sleep for a while. Ruan Mengmeng instructed the Butler who was standing at the door to welcome her, then carried her school bag and went upstairs.
Uncle Zhao wanted to say something, but he stopped himself.
But when he thought of the young master's instructions, he swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth.
"Miss Mengmeng, it's not that uncle Zhao doesn't want to help you." The Butler thought.
When the young master was angry, even the old master did not dare to fight back.
