Before Chen hansheng went to university, he was a disobedient master. Often, if he wasn't beaten for three days, he would take the initiative to find some materials and stuff them to Liang meijuan.
So, when he was rubbed by the sole of her shoes again today, he only dusted off the dust and even loyally massaged Liang meijuan's sore wrists.
Liang meijuan was completely out of ideas. She looked at Chen Zhaojun."Did we carry the wrong child in the hospital back then?"
Chen Zhaojun was smoking. He smiled bitterly and did not speak because there were still a few coherent sentences.
"If I had known that he would be so disobedient, I would have thrown him into the trash can."
"It would be great if the child looked like me."
"It's because of your blind education that you've become like this,"
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Anyway, no matter how the topic changed, old Chen would always be the one to take the blame.
