C507 Who Do You Prefer
Pei Yijing went to sleep in the afternoon and bought porridge again. Lin Ruolan did not want to have porridge anymore. She licked her lips and said, "I want to eat Soup Dumplings!"
"Before your illness recovers, besides porridge, there is still porridge. Don't bargain with me here. Drink it quickly!" Pei Yijing's gentle voice carried an irresistible majesty.
Lin Ruolan did not dare to resist. She snorted softly by herself. "Photographer Pei is getting more and more annoying now!"
"That's good," Pei Yijing said faintly. His clear fingers helped her to lift the bowl a little.
Lin Ruolan was slightly stunned and said snappily, "I am not really disgusted. I am just flirting. I am not interested at all! Not only will I not hate Photographer Pei more and more, but I will also like him more and more. Therefore, Photographer Pei must be prepared to receive the attack in advance! "
Upon hearing this, Pei Yijing shook his head helplessly. There was nothing he could do about her. She simply did not want any oil or salt. No matter what you say, she would do what she wants!
Her injuries were quite serious. So Lin Ruolan did not lie in bed for a short period of time. She had nothing to do all day and her whole body was going to turn moldy!
Photographer Pei had also been forcing her to drink porridge. Other than porridge, she could not eat anything else. Even if she could eat it, it was just food that flowed.
After lying in bed for half a month, her illness finally recovered, so she returned to school. Pei Yijing's class must be attended. But as soon as his class ended, she would always flip out of the window and disappear without a trace.
This caused Kong Zhen, her deskmate, to worship her even more. It could even be described as prostrating herself on the ground.
Lin Ruolan was so busy that she almost died. She was busy going to school, working, and designing things. She was so busy that she did not even have time to be in a daze.
Kelley accidentally passed by the photography hall and saw Lin Ruolan's busy figure.
Her footsteps seemed to be out of control as she walked into the photography hall. The man standing in front of Lin Ruolan was like a boss and at this moment, he was scolding her face to face.
His words were somewhat vulgar and it was very difficult to hear them. It simply made people unable to continue listening, but Lin Ruolan's face was full of smiles. She hummed in agreement and still asked, "Boss, where are these paintings to be placed?"
The boss scolded again and then said, "Upstairs!"
Those few paintings were very heavy. When Lin Ruolan carried them on her back, she almost pressed her down to the ground. She took a deep breath and used all her strength to move the paintings upstairs. There were a few times that she almost rolled down the stairs. But fortunately, she stabilized herself!
When all the paintings were moved upstairs, Lin Ruolan only felt a burning pain on her shoulder. It was so painful that she gasped.
After finding a remote place, she squatted on the ground and took off her coat. From the corner of her eye, she saw that it was already swollen and very swollen.
She looked at it a few times. Lin Ruolan put on her coat as if nothing had happened and then continued to work.
Kelley, who had been standing in the dark, walked out. She was still elegant and noble. "You don't need to apply medicine to your wound?"
Lin Ruolan followed the voice and looked over. She then lowered her head. "No need."
"Out of goodwill, I will remind you that your wound will leave a scar in the future."
"There's no need for this scar."
"Then do you have no self-respect? He has already scolded you like this, why aren't you leaving?"
Lin Ruolan was really like how she treated strangers. She was calm and did not stir up any emotions at all. "I have no choice. I still need to earn money to eat!"
As she spoke, she continued to work at her hands. She put the painting away and then wiped it clean. She did it in an orderly manner.
Kelley looked at her. "I will give you that one-third of the property. Don't embarrass me here!"
"I can't afford it. I have already done something even more embarrassing. I'm afraid you don't know that I ate the rest of my fries at KFC when I was twelve. Besides, we are fine. Don't worry about losing face for me."
She had done too many shameful things. If she wanted to live, she had to discard something. Although face was important, it wasn't food!
"Are you planning to continue like this?"
"Yes, for the money, you plan to continue like this. Did you come here today to buy paintings for your daughter? The place where the paintings are sold is on the first floor. This is the second floor. You went the wrong way!"
She turned around and walked into the room. She continued to busy herself. "Please make way."
It was already late autumn. Kelley felt a little cold even when she was wearing her coat. But she only wore a shirt and her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.
She really did not pay attention to her and Lin Ruolan was very busy but now her heart did not hurt anymore because she was already numb to them.
After she finished her work, today was the day of payroll. She received the money, touched her thin coat, and ruthlessly walked towards the shopping mall.
The places she went were all discounts, and the price was very low. She hesitated for a long time before buying a jacket.
The school fees were paid by Photographer Pei, and she was prepared to pay them back in a short period of time. So money could not be spent randomly. Also, Zhang Lin's 4,000 yuan was a living debt!
After that, she went to the stall and bought a pair of jeans and a pair of football shoes. Then, she went home.
Kelley followed behind until her figure completely disappeared from her sight. Only then did she come back to her senses.
The feeling in her heart was very strange. She snorted. She really wanted face to suffer!
Lin Ruolan also helped Photographer Pei buy a scarf. It was a light grey scarf. It matched perfectly with his windbreaker.
"You skipped class again in the afternoon?" Pei Yijing stared at her with bright eyes.
"Photographer Pei, don't be like this. Seeing that I'm selling you a scarf, you don't have to be so calculative, okay?"
"One yard is one yard. Do you want to be a bad student or a good student? Give me an answer."
"A bad student."
Pei Yijing was a little helpless. "Don't you know that the first place will have a scholarship?"
"Is there?" Her eyes instantly lit up. "How many scholarship can the first place have?"
"7,000 RMB."
Lin Ruolan swallowed her saliva. "Why didn't you say so earlier? I know. I think it's better to be a good student. Here's the scholarship. Oh right, Photographer Pei, between me and Sister Rusu, who do you prefer?"
Do you like her or Sister Rusu?
" It's getting late, you should go and rest... "
"Photographer Pei, avoiding the topic is a very shameful act. Just tell me, who do you like more?"
She was really curious about such an answer, and she really wanted to know. She really wanted to know...
"It will be ten o'clock in two minutes. Pei Yijing looked at the time and reminded her.
Lin Ruolan rolled her eyes helplessly. "Photographer Pei, it will still be two minutes. These two minutes are enough for you to answer my question!"
Pei Yijing picked up the magazine on the table and handed something over. "It's yours."
Suddenly, Lin Ruolan smiled happily. "Is this a gift from Photographer Pei?"
"You will know when you open it." Pei Yijing's eyes never left the magazine.
Lin Ruolan opened the box with some doubt. She was stunned on the spot, but the mocking look on her face was undisguised. "Did she send it over?"
"Yes..."
"Why did Photographer Pei reject it?"2
Pei Yijing placed his hand on his forehead and gently kneaded it. "That is between you two. How can I refuse?"
Lin Ruolan said unhappily. "You know I hate her!"
"I know, but there are some things that you have to solve yourself, especially the matter between you and her..."
Although he also hated her, nominally, she was her mother, so there are some things that have to be solved. This was not something that an outsider like him could interfere with!
Lin Ruolan did not say anything else but quietly sat there like air.
After a long time, she looked at Pei Yijing with a smile again. "Photographer Pei, let's not talk about those unpleasant things. Just tell me if you like Lau Rusu or Lin Ruolan more?"
"It's 10: 01 now. You should rest." Pei Yijing smiled gently.
Lin Ruolan snorted unhappily when she heard him. "Photographer Pei, did anyone tell you that you are actually very cunning, just like a fox!"
"No, you are the first..."
"Then it only means one thing. You are a thousand-year-old fox, and your cultivation is too deep, so ordinary people can't see through it. I am the Monkey King, and I happen to have the Fiery Golden Eyes, so I saw through your disguise with a single glance!"
"Alright, stop talking nonsense here. Quickly go and rest."
Lin Ruolan nodded and looked at the thing in her hand. Then, she walked upstairs.
She would not take things that she should not have. Things that did not belong to her would not be received even if they were given to her.
The next day, she returned the item to Kelley, but it was mailed to her.
Ever since she knew that she had studied well and had a scholarship, Lin Ruolan started to study hard. However, she did not forget to skip class.
Kelley naturally received the things that were returned and her expression was a little ugly.
But she had already sent them over. It was she who was unwilling to take them. Then, it would have nothing to do with her from now on!
Whether she starved to death or was scolded to death, it had nothing to do with her, because that was the path she chose.
On this day, Lin Ruolan was lying on the table doing her homework when a shadow shrouded her from above. She looked up in surprise. Standing in front of her was a sexy and sexy girl, but she did not know her.
"Is something the matter?"
"Can you do me a favor? I have something to do tonight. Can you go to the bar and replace me for the night?"
Without any hesitation, Lin Ruolan slanted her eyes and looked at her. Then, she firmly refused, "No!"
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