yes, " Wen Qiao nodded again. I understand.
When they arrived at Fu Nanli's apartment, Wen Qiao sat at the table and wrote her reflection. Fu Nanli poured her a glass of honey lemon water and sat by the side, watching.
Her daddy-like boyfriend really had endless worries.
Wen Qiao wrote down the words 'self-reflection letter' in large font, then stopped writing. After a while, she turned to look at Fu Nanli. I don't have any experience, so I don't know how to write it.
Fu Nanli's eyes narrowed. Do you think I have experience in this?"
Wen Qiao smacked the table. my Xiao Chi definitely has experience in this area.
Fu Nanli:
What's with the joy in your tone?
Wen Qiao video-called Wen Chi. After the call went through, she asked, " "How should I write this self-reflective essay?"
Wen Chi was stunned for a moment before he said with an excited expression, " "Wen Qiao, what did you do?"
tsk! Wen Qiao snorted. cut the crap. Just tell me how you're going to write it.
"You got into a fight?"
it wasn't a fight. There were just some physical conflicts.
"Isn't it just a fight?"
Wen Qiao heaved a sigh of relief. alright, alright, alright. Even if it's a fight, tell me. How are you going to write the self-reflection? "
Fu Nanli calmly watched her and her younger brother sparring about the matter of writing the self-reflective essay. He was unusually enthusiastic, and he couldn't help but press his swollen temples.
Finally, Wen Qiao stared at the person on the screen. "You're very experienced. You've fought a lot."
Wen Chi pointed at her. Wen Qiao, you're fishing to enforce the law. You're burning the bridge after crossing the river.
Wen Qiao hung up immediately.
Then, he started to write his self-criticism and mumbled, " on June 1st, I had a verbal fight with my club teammates at the entrance of the cafeteria. Due to the provocation of the other party, I couldn't control my temper, Yingluo.
She stopped a few times to look at Fu Nanli.
Fu Nanli placed the template he had found on his phone from Baidu in front of her. "Let's see if we can use it as a reference."
This was unconditional love. Even if his child said that she had to cheat in the exam, young master Fu would probably buy the answers at a high price to cooperate with her.
She leaned over and looked at the screen. Her hair was thin and soft, a natural maroon color. Fu Nanli couldn't help but reach out to touch it. how is it? " Is there any reference value?"
"Yes, I did. After reading it, I was filled with thoughts."
Half an hour later, he finally finished writing the self-criticism.
Fu Nanli checked his words, and each of them was sincere. He thought that the school's leaders would probably forgive him if they saw this.
He pulled her to the living room, sat her down on the sofa, and took out the first aid kit.
"What are you doing?" She looked at his slender fingers as he twisted the cap of a bottle.
"The scratch marks on my face need to be treated."
He dipped a cotton swab in some iodophor and helped her deal with her wounds. Wen Qiao put her hand on his leg and said indifferently, " "This is just a small injury, there's no need for a Kasaya."
Fu Nanli shot her a glance, and Wen Qiao kept quiet.
The TV behind her was on a finance channel. The first finance anchor was reporting the financial news, and Wen Qiao seemed to have heard the anchor mention something about the Central District and Voodoo.
"Isn't that your company?"
Fu Nanli let out an 'mm'.
"The development project in nanbin Island has been secured?" Wen Qiao asked after listening to the conversation.
Fu Nanli didn't really want to teach Wen Qiao this kind of business battle that was relatively dark, as it would make him seem a little Black-bellied. He still wanted to leave a more positive image in Wen Qiao's heart.
"Yes, it's almost time," he said.