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Chapter 439

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I really don't think of you as a sister.

Song Jingwan opened her mouth and watched this scene without saying a word or doing anything.

When the nurse saw this, she quickly ran over, sweating profusely. "Mr. Song! Mr. Song, are you alright? "

"Where is the doctor? Come and see what happened to Mr. Song! "

The nurse ran quickly. First, she checked Song Wen-chuan's heart rate. It was a little anxious, but it was still normal.

"He's fine. He probably just fainted from anger. Bring him back first …"

"What about me?"

At that moment, the man in the wheelchair slowly woke up. His voice was deeper than before, and he raised his hand to rub his temples.

A pair of eagle-like eyes pierced through the crowd and shot straight at Song Jingwan.

"What did you just say?" He raised his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes.

Song Jingwan's heart palpitated under his gaze, as if an invisible hand was strangling her neck.

Gritting her teeth, she braced herself and said, "I said I don't need you to care! In any case, you don't treat me as your sister! Go look for Song Yaoyao. From now on, my matters have nothing to do with you! "

Since he had already said it, he could not give up halfway.

No matter what, she had to take this path.

"God …" The nurse clicked her tongue. She looked like a well-behaved girl. How could she say such hurtful words?

She still remembered that when the siblings got into a car accident, her brother had almost lost his life. It was because he had sacrificed himself to protect his younger sister when danger was approaching.

Otherwise, given the dangerous situation back then, it was hard to say if she would still be alive to shout at her brother!

"Miss Song, you can't say that!"

The nurse also shook her head and advised.

How sad would Mr. Song be if he heard that?

However, in the next second, they heard a low chuckle.

Song Wen-chuan nodded in agreement, but his smile did not reach his eyes. "You're right. I really don't treat you as my sister."

This — —

No one believed him. They only thought that he was hurt by Song Jingwan.

"My Yaoyao is obedient and hardworking. Of course I like her more." Song Wen-chuan smiled and tapped on the armrest casually. "So, you don't have to call me brother in the future, because I … don't need it."

After saying that, he raised his hand and instructed the nurse to send him back.

A family of weirdos.

Every time he woke up, Song Wen-chuan would have a headache.

*

At this moment in the school, in the principal's office.

"I don't agree with this ranking! Why were there two students from Class 3 in the top three? What about our Class One? Principal, Song Jingwan from our class is very outstanding. She always gets first place every year. There must be an inside story this time! I suspect that the spoiled brats from the third class are secretly threatening the other students! "

Otherwise, it would be hard to explain why so many people voted for Class Three.

Especially that Song Yaoyao.

She actually got first place! This was illogical!

"Aiya!"

Wang Zhongyun stood at the door happily with a thermos flask in his hand. He did not come in. "It's just a ranking. As long as the children are happy, it's fine. As a teacher, I have to be calm." He smiled like a flower. "Although I'm quite disappointed with them this time. Before the performance, they swore to me that they would take the top three places. Look, they only got two! I'll have to give them a good lecture in class! A bunch of losers! "

Chang Qing was so angry that he almost couldn't breathe. He pointed at Wang Zhongyun. "You, you — —"

"Hey! Teacher Chang, if you're not feeling well, you should go back and rest early. Don't be too uncomfortable. "

The words he said were very familiar.

Chang Qing's face alternated between red and white. It was like a color palette, and it was very beautiful.

Wang Zhongyun quietly admired it for a while before he walked away with light steps and hummed a little tune.

Happy New Year, my babies. The virus has been raging recently. I hope that my babies are safe and healthy! If it's not necessary, I hope that everyone can stay at home, wash their hands frequently, and pay attention to keeping warm! Take care of yourselves. Love you all!

Everyone, do your best! I hope there will be good news in February.

(End of chapter)

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