Under Zhao Boheng's cold gaze, Wang Lingzhi stepped back step by step.

She looked at Pei Xuan's handsome and innocent face again, but Pei Xuan didn't even give her a look of light.

Finally, she covered her face and turned around and ran away quickly.

Zhaoyang was focused and carefully copied the copybook written by Pei Xuan.

I have to say that it is really not easy to copy your own font style.

Zhaoyang never knew that Pei Xuan imitated her so much.

If it weren't for watching Pei Xuan write with his own eyes, Zhaoyang would have thought that Pei Xuan had stole the copybook from her life and asked her to describe it.

But Zhaoyang really finds it difficult to pretend that he can't write and not expose himself.

She almost suspected that Pei Xuan was trying to force her on purpose.

"Zhenzhen, practice calligraphy seriously." Pei Xuan's voice sounded, with a little helplessness, "The woman has left, don't be affected."

When Zhaoyang saw it, he thought about something else for a while. Pei Xuan saw it when he wrote a little differently.

To be fair, Pei Xuan is a qualified teacher.

He was very strict in teaching her this and did not allow her to make any mistakes.

"You have to practice words carefully before you can write them well. You can't practice words in half."

"yes."

Zhaoyang did not refute Pei Xuan because Pei Xuan was right.

"ah!"

At this moment, Wang Lingzhi, who had just run out, suddenly screamed.

Then came the voice of Mrs. Yu: "Gentle Zhi, are you like this? Oh, what's wrong with your legs? Everyone, come out quickly!"

Zhaoyang looked slightly cold, and he put down his brush with a slap, got up and walked out.

I saw Wang Lingzhi falling to the ground not far from Yu's house. At this moment, she was covering her knees with pain, and she could see that her knees seemed to be bleeding.

Old Mrs. Yu wanted to help her up with a anxious look, but she seemed to be unable to move at all.

Zhaoyang strode forward, pulled Old Mrs. Yu away, and asked in a deep voice: "What's wrong?"

"Oh, it's all my fault that I was in a hurry to go home. I walked too fast and didn't notice that Ganoderma lucidum was coming from this end. I just bumped into it, causing her to fall to the ground and throw her legs? Zhenzhen, come and help Ganoderma lucidum to the yard first and let Boheng show her."

Old Mrs. Yu looked guilty.

Wang Lingzhi said with tears in her eyes: "It's not about Grandma Yu's business, it was me who bumped into Grandma Yu by myself. Zhenzhen, don't be angry, okay? I didn't mean it."

At this time, many villagers had already rushed over after hearing the noise.

When everyone heard Wang Lingzhi's words, they looked at Zhaoyang.

Wang Lingzhi continued to cry, "No matter what harsh words you said to me just now, I will not remember them in my heart. It is purely because I didn't see the way I saw. Don't be angry!"

"Why can't I be angry? You plotted against my grandma, and I have to smile and say thank you?" Zhaoyang exposed her mercilessly, "I don't know what you have done yourself?"

"Zhenzhen, what do you mean?" Wang Lingzhi looked at her with disbelief, "Do you really think I did it on purpose? You were not like this before, Zhenzhen."

In the past, she believed in whatever she said.

But now, she can't control Yu Zhenzhen at all.

There was even a feeling that she seemed to have seen through any thoughts.

Wang Lingzhi is uneasy in this way.

But she was reluctant to give up Pei Xuan.

Pei Xuan was so perfect that she wanted to get her by any means.

And staying in the Yu family is the best way to do it.

So just now she saw Mrs. Yu hurried home, so she plotted to her mind and deliberately injured her knee first, and then let Mrs. Yu hit her, so that she could stay in the Yu family naturally.
Chapter completed!