Wu Zhiming, honest like a little daughter-in-law: "I don’t know."
Qin Xin didn’t plan to get an answer from him. Instead, she directly pulled the tulip out of the flowerpot and threw it into the trash bag, sealing it shut.
Then she planted the mint seedlings she brought with her.
Wu Zhiming watched in astonishnt, as if he were a dumbfounded dog.
The way Qin Xin pulled out the tulip was like twisting his head off, leaving his neck feeling chilly.
Seeing that Wu Zhiming was too scared to speak, Qin Xin glanced at him lightly: "This kind of tulip has a narcotic effect on the nerves, and it will make your ntal illness worse."
She tossed the mini drone and a basket of animal crackers to Wu Zhiming: "Fix them again. Once fixed, I’ll bring you more cookies next ti."
Wu Zhiming glanced at the cookies then at the drone, drooling as he nodded vigorously: "Mm, mm, mm!"
While they were talking, there ca anxious calls from outside the yard:
"Little Miss!"
"Lan?!"
Qin Xin quickly closed the courtyard door and left.
Facing off with the searching Xiangxiang and the steward, she calmly said: "I went to the wrong building."
Xiangxiang asked worriedly: "Little Miss, the patients in Building One took all my cookies; they’re so fierce! The patients in Building Three must be even scarier, right? Did they hurt you?"
Qin Xin: "I’m fine."
The steward clicked his tongue: "That’s just your good luck, Lan. You don’t know, Building Three has self-harming patients and fights every day. Last ti, a lunatic surnad Wu, even with only one arm left, broke the legs of three patients! We staff don’t even dare to go in to deliver als."
Qin Xin slightly raised her chin: "Really?"
But just now Wu Zhiming was so afraid of her, as if she were a ghost, behaving extrely well. Now he’s obediently eating the little cookies and figuring out how to fix the drone.
With the nerve-disturbing tulips gone, Wu Zhiming’s mind would be a bit clearer. If he could fix the drone, it would beco a flexible surveillance tool, and she could monitor Wu Zhiming’s room at any ti.
Including who goes to see Wu Zhiming and what they do with him.
This was the piece she placed at Wu Zhiming’s place.
Soday, it will capture an unexpected truth.
==
Qin Xin and Xiangxiang spent a day volunteering at the psychiatric hospital before taking the car back to school.
After tidying up, Nalan Ye Jue’s call ca through.
"Little wife, are you ready?"
"Just a mont, coming."
Even though there weren’t many people at school during the winter break, Nalan Ye Jue’s car was particularly conspicuous parked at the school gate.
She still kept a low profile.
She changed into a black hoodie and put on a comforting baseball cap. Hands in pockets, she walked quickly on the campus path.
A few passing classmates curiously comnted:
"I think I just saw the campus belle?"
"Why did I see that ugly duckling from the dical College?"
"Who’s the campus belle?"
"Who’s the ugly duckling?"
"It’s Senior Qin Xin."
"It’s the dical College freshman, Lan Qingxin."
"Don’t know."
"Don’t know."
The two only recognized who they knew, confusing each other.
Fortunately, Qin Xin walked fast, and before they could reach a conclusion, she slipped into Nalan Ye Jue’s car.
The man saw how tightly she was wrapped, almost only exposing her small mouth, and couldn’t help but smile: "Is Little Wife so well-prepared because you also have fans at the auction?"
With so many personas, should he be proud, proud, or proud?
Qin Xin’s lips twitched: "You’re overthinking. It’s just cold weather, that’s all."
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