After refusing to marry a wealthy family, I became the top

Lin Shu didn't think so much before, plus her mother died early, her father was not close to her, and no one else in the world treated her well, so as long as Zhang Jinlan and her daughter treat her a little better, she will be happy.

It's ridiculous to think about it now.

The chief culprit who caused her tragedy, she still has to be grateful to them.

But from now on, never again.

After returning home, Lin Shu consciously took all the ingredients into the kitchen.

Then I showed my skills and made three dishes and one soup.

Seeing Lin Shu busy in the kitchen, smelling the aroma of food wafting from the kitchen, and hearing the clashing sound of pots and pans in the kitchen, the cold room was instantly filled with fireworks.

He Junxian vaguely recalled that in his dream, Lin Shu had washed his hands and made soup for him like this.

But every time he used overtime and entertainment as an excuse to return late, he actually stayed at Lin Miao's place.

In the dream, she spends countless nights alone in the empty boudoir, the night when the food is hot and then cool and then hot, what kind of mood does she feel?Must be very disappointed.

But even so, in the dream, she still had no regrets and was infinitely tolerant towards him.

It's clearly a dream, but it seems to have happened in real life, often making He Junxian a little confused between dreams and reality.

Lin Shu finished the last dish, brought it out, and said, "Dinner is ready, Mr. He, come and taste my cooking skills, whether it is enough to pay the rent." She said jokingly.

He Junxian sat down, took a sip, and said solemnly: "Well, not bad, it has reached the level of paying rent."

Lin Shu raised his eyebrows when he heard the words. He didn't know whether he was talking nonsense or sincerely, but decided not to ask more questions.

In the morning, Huo Lin called Lin Shu and asked how her song writing was going.

Lin Shu was a little guilty. She hadn't started writing yet. One was that she had no inspiration, and the other was that she had moved to He Junxian's place now. She didn't have a piano, so it was difficult for her to write.

I still need to find a place with a piano, practice slowly, and find inspiration slowly.

"Can I use the company's piano room?" Lin Shu asked.

"Yes, of course. If you want to use it, come directly to the company and go to the front desk. I will tell the front desk and ask her to give you the key."

Holling paused for a moment, and then reminded her: "When you come to the company, you'd better pretend. There are many fans of Rong Ting downstairs in the company. I'm afraid you will cause unwarranted disaster."

Lin Shu understood instantly, "I know, I will."

She had lessons in the afternoon, and after the lessons, she went to the company's piano room to write songs.

Afternoon classes started at one o'clock, and Lin Shu went out after checking the time was about the same.

Taking the bus to the vicinity of Cui Jin's house, after getting off the bus, Lin Shu walked towards Cui Jin's house.

Passing through a garden, Lin Shu was suddenly bumped hard from behind by someone, and fell to the ground unexpectedly, his elbow was scratched on the ground, excruciating pain.

Lin Shu gasped, and was about to get up from the ground when a shadow suddenly enveloped her.

She raised her head and saw several young and immature faces looking at her with gloating smiles.

"You are Lin Shu, right? You don't look very good! Stay away from our court!"

After finishing speaking, the girls ran away in a hurry.

Lin Shu gritted his teeth angrily, and stood up from the ground.

She looked at those girls, they were only in their teens, probably still in high school, but with dyed hair and make-up, they looked sloppy, just like bad students.

She ran quite fast, otherwise she would have to teach them a lesson.

The point is, as long as they know where she lives, how do they know this place?Human flesh?

Lin Shu held back a cavity of anger in his chest, with a gloomy face, he didn't even care about the wound, and walked quickly towards the teacher's house.

Class starts at one o'clock, and the other four have already arrived.

Liu Ruxiang and Zhang Yating started to circle around Song Yan again.

"Yanyan, you come to class on time every day recently, aren't you busy with work?" Zhang Yating asked curiously.

As soon as she said this, Song Yan's expression changed, a little ugly.

Liu Ruxiang hurriedly bumped her with an elbow, and then said with a smile: "It would be good for Yanyan to come to class every day, so that we can see Yanyan! Besides, Yanyan is usually so busy with work, so it's good to take a break now."

"Well, take a rest and adjust your state." Song Yan said slowly.

Lu Zhengrong, who was sitting in the corner, heard the words, a sneer flashed in his eyes, and he didn't speak.

Song Yan noticed Lu Zhengrong. Every time he came to class, he didn't talk to them too much, and he always looked indifferent.

She is quite outstanding among her peers, as soon as she appears, the peers around her will come to make friends with her, Song Yan is already used to it.

But Lu Zhengrong was so indifferent, as if she didn't exist, which made Song Yan feel a little uncomfortable.

She suddenly walked over to Lu Zhengrong, looked down at the book in Lu Zhengrong's hand, and suddenly picked it up, "I've read this book before, and my uncle brought me the original English version from abroad. It's out of print. Do you want to read it?" Is it? I can lend it to you."

Lu Zhengrong frowned, snatched the book back, and coldly refused: "Thank you, I don't need it."

Song Yan's face was a little ugly, and she asked unwillingly: "Why don't you talk every time you come here? Is it because you don't like talking?"

Lu Zhengrong flipped through the book and ignored Song Yan, as if he didn't hear her question.

Song Yan persisted for a while, and finally returned to her seat with a dark face.

She took the initiative to talk to him, but he has such an attitude!What are you pulling, who do you think you are?
Seeing Song Yan's complexion, Liu Ruxiang explained in a low voice in her ear: "Yanyan, don't mind, he has always had this personality, and he doesn't give face to anyone he doesn't want to pay attention to, even our school belle It doesn't make sense."

"Your school? You're from the same school as him?" Song Yan asked.

Liu Ruxiang nodded, "Our high school and university are all in the same school, so his temperament is so cold and indifferent."

Song Yan felt better after hearing this.

Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly saw Lin Shu walking in.

She looked a bit embarrassed, her clothes were dirty, and her elbow was bruised, just looking at it hurts.

Liu Ruxiang was puzzled, and said in a low voice: "How did she make such a ghostly appearance?"

"Who knows." Song Yan said casually.

After Lin Shu sat down, he looked at the injury on his elbow, took out a tissue, and carefully wiped the blood on it.

Suddenly a shadow fell, before Lin Shu could raise his head, he heard a cold voice: "You are injured, I have disinfectant and bandages, do you need them?"

Lin Shu raised his head and was a little surprised to find that it was Lu Zhengrong.