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Chapter Thirty-One: Blooming Light

Mu Yan smiled again and said, "Everyone needs to constantly improve himself, in order not to be looked down upon by others, not to be bullied by others, and to have more choices for himself. It has nothing to do with his appearance!"

Ling Banxia looked at her and felt a little admiration. Although this girl was not noble, she was so grand. She was cold and arrogant, gentle and elegant, and she was so ambitious and worked hard to improve her value. Although she was not the daughter of a wealthy family, she was better than Qin Yi and Ling Lianqiao, the poor-level daughters.

Moreover, when she faced Mo Jiu, she seemed to be not nostalgic for the old love, and she let go, decisive and casual. She pretended to be? No! How could she pretend to be like this? What's more, the girl's intuition is very accurate, especially when it comes to emotional issues. She would not misread her.

This is the goddess who has seen the world! Not only is she beautiful, she lives beautifully.

It was night in Beilan City, and Ling Qichen was staring at the poster in his room. Although he was worried that his mother could not afford the registration fee and his studies, Ling Qichen could not deceive his heart. He really wanted to participate in this competition.

Fang Yachun brought his son a glass of milk in and put it to him: "What are you looking at?"

"Mom." Ling Qichen looked at his mother and said with a smile.

Fang Yachun took the poster in his hand and looked at it: "Dance competition? Do you want to participate?"

"No, no." Ling Qichen quickly snatched it back, kneaded it into a ball and threw it into the trash can at hand, "I just took a look."

Fang Yachun reached out to pick it up. At this moment, she suddenly found a photo frame on the bookshelf behind the trash can.

Fang Yachun was obviously stunned.

She picked up the poster and unfolded it again: "Your class teacher has talked to me. Your dance performance at the Literary Festival has caused a sensation in the whole school. Even the professional dance teachers in the school say you are very good. In this kind of competition, my mother believes that you have the ability to participate! And you can also exercise yourself."

"Mom, I don't want to participate!" Ling Qichen said that he was already very sorry for his mother and could no longer cause trouble and burden her.

"Don't you really want to participate? Are you not worried about the registration fee?" Fang Yachun had long noticed the "registration fee: 12,800rmb" written on the poster. This is her own son, so how could she not understand him?

"No...I..." Ling Qichen didn't want his mother to worry and denied it. However, he could not deceive this mother who loved him deeply.

"Mom, I heard from your father that when you were a child, you not only learned a lot of talents, but also from childhood to adulthood, you always actively sign up for various large-scale competitions. You won't fall from the top three in every competition." Fang Yachun smiled proudly, stroked his face, and praised, "You are so awesome son!"

"Mom..." Ling Qichen burst into tears without realizing it. From childhood to adulthood, he always wanted to be his father's pride, but no matter how many or how old he got, his father would not give him a smile or a compliment. When he was a child, he didn't know that his father never liked his sister and himself because he hated his mother.

However, her mother, who has never cared about her, has been caring about her every move and treating herself as her pride.

Ling Qichen immediately burst into tears.

"Why did you suddenly cry? Men don't cry easily." Fang Yachun took a few tissues to wipe away his son's tears and advised, "You don't have to worry about money. As long as it is good for my two babies, the mother can pay for as much money. Listen to mother, go and participate."

Ling Qichen wiped away his tears and nodded.

He not only made up his mind to participate, but also made up his mind to win back the prize.

"Go to bed early." Fang Yachun said.

It was late at night, and Fang Yachun took the key and opened the door of his son's room and walked in carefully.

The photo frame was still stored there, and Fang Yachun successfully got it.

When she returned to her room, Fang Yachun took a towel to wipe the dust off the photo frame, and the photos inside were still completely refreshed.

This photo was taken when I was young. The boy standing beside me snuggled up to her affectionately, with an extremely bright smile.

Fang Yachun reached out and gently stroked the boy in the photo, with a light of water rising in his eyes.

A week passed, and Mo Jiu refused to stay in the hospital no matter what. Fortunately, the doctor said that he had no major problems, so Ling Banxia agreed to be discharged from the hospital.

Geoffrey's dark identity has been forgotten during this period, like a meteor crossing the sky, fleeting in a flash.

Mojiu didn't know why his reputation spread to Beilan City. Now, various large-scale well-known hospitals in the city have launched an offensive to bring this medical genius under his command. But not only the hospitals are watching him closely, but also key universities that all want to hire him as professors and supervisors, as well as huge companies that want him to join their scientific research team... Everyone who invites him has given him very generous treatment conditions.

Dairen once said to Mojiu that your light is enough to break through the darkness. Mojiu now deeply feels the accuracy of this sentence! And he seems to have lifted the original arrangement, and all units have received the promise to hire Mojiu, and even the publishing houses that have rejected the manuscript have come to solicit Mojiu's articles.

But what made Mo Jiu helpless was that the light became stronger and stronger, and his life became farther and farther away from dullness and tranquility. In the past few days, he had to wear a mask when going out, and he had to be careful and worried about everything he did.

On the afternoon of rain, the entire balcony was filled with natural cool air, slowly sliding across people's skin, gradually surrounding it, making people feel comfortable.

Ling Banxia cut a whole apple in the kitchen downstairs, took out a fruit knife, cut it with one knife and one knife. He walked into Mojiu's room with a fruit plate and found that he was leaning back against the chair and leaning back, weakly.

"Why are you in this state?" Ling Banxia walked to him and put down a plate of apples. She couldn't help but be amused by his appearance.

I heard Mo Jiu say depressedly: "I don't know which guy is the best person who is so powerful that he actually exposed my email! Until now, my computer is almost dead."

Ling Banxia put an apple on her mouth and couldn't help laughing: "Is that so? Who have you offended? He wants to take revenge on you like this?"

Mo Jiu grabbed his hair irritably, sat upright, gritted his teeth and sighed: "I'm so angry! It must be that Shen Mingjin! That guy! He used to say so much that if I had difficulties, he would draw his sword to help him no matter what it was. Now, draw the sword and insert it all into me!"

After saying that, he got up and walked towards the door. Ling Banxia quickly swallowed the apple in his mouth and asked behind him:

"Where are you going?"

"I'm hungry! Go and cook. Please help me reject all invitations."

Before Ling Banxia could react, Mo Jiu's voice was gradually dissipating. He had already gone downstairs. Ling Banxia was so angry that she was about to say that she was blocked in her throat. She said helplessly:

"I will help you for your sake of cooking for me." However, the moment he saw the screen of his laptop, Ling Banxia could no longer calm down and couldn't help but exclaim:

“382 seals!?”

Immediately afterwards, she got up from the seat in a second, and roared angrily in the direction of the door: "Mojiu, you cheater! Come back for me-"

Mojiu, who had finally escaped, suddenly felt that cooking was so pleasant to cook. In the soft and elastic Belgian muffin dough, with fragrant Shishila cheese, accompanied by onion tuna salad dressing and lettuce salad, the two fragrant lunches were quickly completed.

He brought it to the table, and Ling Banxia rushed downstairs with her laptop in a hurry.

"Wow! Your nose is so good. You can smell the fragrance of food? Sit down and have dinner." Mo Jiu said as he sat on the chair, picked up the knife and fork and was about to start. Ling Banxia quickly stopped his hands and said:

"You wait first, there is..."

"What?" Mo Jiu became impatient. She was already hungry all morning and couldn't wait to have a meal.

“There is an email here…”

"I refused. No matter who it is, what request it made, I will reject it!" Before she could finish her words, Mo Jiu interrupted directly.

"It was Mu Yan for you!"

Mo Jiu then turned his attention, put down the knife and fork and took the notebook in her hand, clicked on the email sent by Mu Yan and looked at it.

"What did she... say?" Ling Banxia was a little curious, and seemed to feel nervous. Couldn't she say anything to Mo Jiu to get back together?

Ling Banxia quickly dispelled this idea and thought about it again! Mu Yan is not such a weak and useless girl, so how could he be so spineless?

Mo Jiu replied: "Oh, I asked her to investigate something, and she sent the result."

really!

Ling Banxia smiled and took back the notebook: "I'll continue to help you get back."

"Sit down!" Mo Jiu pulled her to the chair and "Eat first."

Ling Banxia didn't react because she was unstable and almost fell down the laptop in her hand because she was unstable.

"Hey, this is your laptop. Why don't you care about it at all?" Ling Banxia was unfair about this computer.

"Buy it if it breaks." Mo Jiu said calmly.

"I'm so willful when I have money!"

The cell phone rings.

After Mo Jiu looked at the caller ID, she put on a "just come" expression.

"Comrade Shen Mingjin! Are you embarrassed to call me? Did you pass my story to the general public in Beilan City? And expose my email?"

"I'm helping you! Aren't you having no job? Now so many people are rushing to ask for you, and the salary and salary are so great. Are you unable to pick it?"

"Wow! Then I really want to thank you!"
Chapter completed!
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