Chapter 322: I help you write

Chapter 322 I will write for you
In short, it's just one--
Pure and innocent green tea bitch.
The appearance is as pure and gentle as water, but the heart is rotten.
Jealous of sister, like brother-in-law.
She wanted to take everything that the sister had, and she looked down on others the most, especially Ye Wanwan had a better life than her, it was a very vicious green tea.
Ruan Ye's heart collapsed.
After all, it was a bit difficult for her.
But when she put on the dress that Ye Rourou had put in the cupboard, she pretended to be in the mirror, and smiled shyly.
In her mind, several fragments belonging to Ye Rourou's memory appeared in an instant.
This made her happy. Ye Rourou's memory came back. Is Ruan Ye's memory still far away!
So Ruan Ye followed these clips and found the Song family, planning to have a big wave!
Try to remember the memory quickly.
Originally, she wanted to sternly respond to Xia Ye late, but she might be able to return more than half of her memory.
But she didn't expect that Ye Wanwan was more terrifying than she thought. She said she kidnapped Song Wanwan, and she said she didn't.
Ye Wanfei forced her to admit that Ruan Ye was not stupid, of course he would not admit it.
Unexpectedly, Ye Wanwan chased her and ran the entire villa.
In the end, she got rid of her with great difficulty and hurriedly hid in the toilet.
These years, the vicious female partner has been beaten by the female lead, and I am afraid she is the only one.
Ruan Ye sighed softly.
Forget it, take one step and count one step.
...
Ye Wanwan didn't chase Ye Rourou's person, and while looking for someone, she ran into Song Yixing who came out of the room.
Song Yixing looks a lot like Song Chengze, almost a reduced version of Song Chengze, but his eyebrows are still a little immature, and his face can't hide his emotions.
He looked at Ye Wanwan with a worried expression, and said anxiously:
"Mom, did you find my sister? It's been so long, will she have already—"
"You don't care about this!"
Ye Wanwan looked unhappy when he saw him coming out of the room.
"You just need to study hard. Have you finished reading the programming books that mom bought you before? Also, Professor Ye told me recently that you often run errands in his class and don't do your homework yet. Is there this time? thing?!"
Song Yixing was silent for a while, and still said in a lowly grievance, "There are, but mom, I really don't want to learn that. I want to go to kindergarten just like my sister."
Before Song Yixing liked to play with computers.
First of all, he is very interested in programming, and he does have this talent. Just like doing math problems, he will know the solution at a glance. Others may look at it, but he can learn easily. effortless.
Secondly, it is also because Ye Wanwan is too hard to be late, and he has to take a lot of part-time jobs every day, so I want to see if I can make money through programming.
But now, they have all returned to the Song family, with no shortage of food and clothing, and a good life. There is nothing to worry about.
Song Yixing regarded programming as a hobby.
However, during this year, Ye Wanwan desperately forced him to learn. There were a variety of different programming books for him to read in the morning, at night and in the evening. Even in his free time, he could not play and could only go to class. Time is full of things related to programming.
Watching my sister come back from kindergarten with ease, watching TV, and playing games, not to mention how envious it is.
"What nonsense are you talking about!"
Ye Wanwan didn't expect him to have such an idea, and sternly said: "If you don't learn the good ones, you learn a lot of the bad ones! Your sister went to kindergarten because she was stupid. You are different. You are talented in computers. If you have talent, you must make good use of it. When you grow up, you will know that mom is all for you!"
Song Yixing's eyes turned red: "But mother, I—"
"It's all right, go back and study quickly," Ye Wanwan interrupted him directly, "I still have business to do!"
After walking a few steps, Ye Wanwan turned around again, Song Yixing's eyes brightened, but when she heard her words, his eyes dimmed again:
"Oh, by the way, remember to do the homework assigned by Professor Ye. Now you are the heir of the Song family, and you represent the face of the Song family. Don't shame us, you know?"
"..."
Seeing him silent, Ye Wanwan frowned, "Song Yixing!"
Song Yixing choked up almost inaudibly: "Know, I know, mom..."
He wanted to tell his mother: Actually, he doesn't like programming anymore. He feels sick when he sees those books and computers.
He wants to go to kindergarten, so much.
Sometimes, he thought, if only he was a younger sister.
This way you don't have to be forced to study every day.
With red eyes, Song Yixing turned around, and just about to go back to the room, he suddenly ran into Ye Rourou, who was sneaking down the stairs.
He was stunned: "Auntie."
Ruan Ye was yelled by him, agitated, and suddenly raised his head to look over, and he was relieved to see that there was no figure of Ye Wanwan next to him.
Then, I suddenly found that the tears on his face and the red eyes were a bit unbearable for some reason, and for some reason, there was an inexplicable sadness.
The soreness in the throat, like the soreness of being blocked by something, made Ruan Ye walk up to him without paying attention.
She rubbed Song Yixing's head with her hand, her voice was a gentle voice she hadn't noticed: "Why are you crying?"
Song Yixing had been studying in the room before and didn't have much contact with Ye Rourou, but she often heard her sister tell her mother that she was not a good person, even extremely vicious, and seduce his father from time to time.
Originally, Song Yixing should be cold and give her back. It's your ass.
But probably because the gentleness on Ruan Ye's face was too sincere, it was too late like Ye Wan when he didn't return to the Song family before, or because Song Yixing was too fragile at this time and wanted to talk too much.
Song Yixing looked at the gentle smile on her face like a mother, her eyes blushed, and she sobbed very aggrievedly:
"I don't want to learn programming, I want to play!"
"Then go."
Ruan Ye didn't expect this to happen. She thought something serious had happened.
"But I haven't finished my homework yet," Song Yixing felt nauseous when thinking of the books and homework. "My mother won't let me play."
Ruan Ye thought for a while, "Programming homework?"
Song Yixing's voice was still a little bit crying: "Yes."
"Small things!" Ruan Ye waved his hand, "I'll write for you, you can go play."
"You can?"
Song Yixing's eyes were red, and he gave her a suspicious look.
"It should be," Ruan Ye tilted his head and thought for a while, "I personally feel it's quite simple, I should have studied in university before."
Song Yixing frowned, thinking how weird my aunt was talking today. Did she know if she herself had learned it?
"Whether or not, try first."
With that said, Ruan Ye Yuguang seemed to see Ye Wan's figure coming at night, his expression changed instantly, and he hurriedly pulled Song Yixing into the room with him.
Song Yixing: "..."
(End of this chapter)