The Innocent Young Master Lu

But in fact, Ji Jinge really didn't mean to deceive Lu Dingning.

When he was in school, every time he saw the composition, he had a headache.

Every time he takes an exam, as long as he sees the side of the 800-word essay, he will have a headache, then become sleepy, and finally fall asleep in the exam room.

Afterwards, every time the exam results are down, Ji Jinge will be invited to his parents...

It may also be that those experiences were too hard and memorable, so that Ji Jinge now has goose bumps as long as he hears the word "composition".

Even if his favorite girl "graciously" invites him to help write an essay, Ji Jinge will still be frightened.

But after explaining it, Ji Jinge still did not forget to advise Lu Dingning, hoping to reduce her anger.

"Aning, you should remember the names of those classmates in your class, right?"

"Remember, what's the matter?" Lu Dingning, who was out of anger, could only hum after hearing Ji Jinge's question.

But obviously, she hasn't calmed down yet, and her tone is really not so good.

"Remember, it will be easy to handle. If this composition is about a spring outing, you can write that the instructor starts to roll the call after getting on the bus before the spring outing, and then write the names of the classmates one by one, and the name is called again during the spring outing. You can also write down the names of your classmates one by one. Finally, if the number of words is not enough, the instructor will call again after the spring outing and get on the bus to determine whether all the classmates get on the bus, and write the names of the classmates one by one. once……"

"In this case, an 800-character composition is almost the same!"

Well, when Ji Jinge was in school, sometimes when his teacher forced him to write an essay, that was how it was done.

"Brother, your idea is good. But the problem is, the topic of my composition this time is not Spring Outing!"

"What is that, you will read it to me, and I will help you make suggestions."

"The title is'The Book of Society'. The first requirement is that the style is not limited except for poetry. The second requirement is no less than 800 words. The third requirement is neat handwriting and neat curls. That's it... "

"Society this book? I'm thinking about it." Ji Jinge began to go wild.

About three minutes later, he finally got another voice on the phone: "Yes."

"How to write?" Lu Dingning felt that there was something to be done when he heard Ji Jin's song so excited.

"You copy the title, and then write the book of Society. You know a lot of people. Then just write in the names of all the people you know as I taught you just now. Isn't that enough?"

Nothing else, this Ji Jin song of fish in troubled waters is quite good.

"This sounds good." Lu Dingning muttered and then continued: "That's OK, I will start writing now. Thanks, little brother..."

"You're welcome, you should!" In this way, Ji Jinge and Lu Dingning ended the phone call in a very pleasant atmosphere.

After putting down the phone, Lu Dingning began to write quickly.

After half an hour, Lu Dingning finally filled the 800-character blank.

Lu Dingning, who checked it again later, felt that her homework was pretty good this time, especially the last point of the handwriting that was neat and tidy...

Just as Lu Dingning happily stuffed the workbook into his schoolbag, Zong Jize sent her a message.

Ji Ze: [Can you still not write a composition? How about I teach you in the past? 】

He didn't say to help her write the essay before, only to help her analyze the topic, and in the middle of the night, he suddenly said that he would help write...

What is Zong Jize's idea, wouldn't Lu Dingning see it?

Isn't he just looking for a chance to come to Lu's house, stay overnight, and then treat her...

Humph!

For her own sake, she refused to help her, so she didn't meet him at this time.

Dylanning: [No need, I have finished writing. 】

In this way, Lu Dingning refused Zong Jize's help very straightforwardly.

Jize: [Really written? Still angry? 】

Zong Jize seemed unwilling to give up, and sent her another message.

Dylanning: [It's really finished. Don’t say anything, I’m going to sleep...]

In this way, Lu Dingning cut off Zong Jize's desire to continue sending messages, and even more completely his bad intentions of coming to Luzhai tonight.

After sending this message, Lu Dingning threw the phone on the desk and got directly into the bed.

Because Zong Jize didn't have a good rest last night, she was really sleepy tonight.

In this way, Lu Dingning, who got into the bed, fell asleep completely within a few minutes.

As for Zong Jize on the phone, he couldn't fall asleep after talking with Lu Dingning.

Well, he refused to help Lu Dingning today, indeed with a bit of wickedness, and wanted to take the opportunity to stay at Luzhai at night, and continue to be affectionate with Lu Dingning for the whole night.

But the result?

Lu Dingning actually wrote the composition...

Is it really written?

Still angry with him, saying that on purpose?

After thinking about it, Zong Jize sent another message to Lu Dingning.

But that girl seemed to really fall asleep. Not only did Zong Jize not receive her reply, he did not even receive the prompt that she had read the information on her mobile phone...

In the end, Zong Jize, who couldn't wait for Lu Dingning's reply, could only spend his long night alone...

Early this morning, the imperial city began to rain continuously.

Lu Dingning had to return to Imperial City University to attend classes in the afternoon. She was supposed to go to the RM Building in the morning, but she came to the hospital with the divorce agreement signed by Chang Yongmei.

In fact, Chang Yongmei's signed divorce agreement has been in her drawer for two days.

It's just that Lu Dingning, who was a little upset, didn't give it to Lu Guohua for a long time.

When Lu Dingning first arrived at the hospital, Lu Guohua was watching a movie with other patients in the private hospital screening room of the hospital.

"Dad..." The light in the projection room was not very good. Lu Guohua couldn't see who the person in front of him was, but he recognized Lu Dingning by his voice.

"Ningning, why are you here?"

Fearing that it would affect other people's viewing of the movie, Lu Dingning helped Lu Guohua out of the screening room and returned to his ward.

"It's raining outside, it's not getting wet!" He asked, but Lu Guohua had already checked whether Lu Dingning's clothes were wet.

"Dad, don't worry. I'm carrying an umbrella." Lu Dingning said, and bought Lu Guohua some fruit.

"Ningning, do you have something to tell me." Lu Guohua didn't eat the fruit that Lu Dingning had cut for him.

Lu Guohua's mood was a bit heavy, not knowing whether it was the rainy relationship outside or other reasons.

"Well, I do have something to tell you." Lu Dingning sat down in front of Lu Guohua, and then she put her hand on Lu Guohua's big palm.

I still remember that Lu Guohua liked to hold her hand like this when she was a child.

At that time, Lu Guohua's hands were very big, but her hands were very small.

In a blink of an eye, her hands were about the size of Lu Guohua's.

But Lu Guohua's palm is not as smooth as before, and years have left fine lines on the back of his hand...