If she keeps talking, she will really get angry, "You don't need to make me angry anymore, and you don't need to provoke me anymore, I won't change..."
"That……"
Blinking her eyes, Huang Miaomiao finally gritted her teeth and made a major decision for her friend Shen Rongsu.
"My brother, he is so damn lucky to have an idiot woman like you who loves him with all her heart! Well, for the sake of being so pitiful, I will reluctantly go for you..."
"Ah?" What do you mean by taking a trip for her?
"Have you forgotten?" Huang Miaomiao smiled happily, "Lan Tianyin's parents over there in the United States are my Huang Miaomiao's biological parents! Where else can Lan Tianyin go in the United States besides going home? There is nothing unreasonable for me to go to the United States to find my biological parents! Don’t worry! I will bring my brother back..."
"Then, what will you do with your studies?" Hearing Huang Miaomiao say this, Shen Rongsu was happy, but she was also worried about her studies.
"Have you ever seen me listen to a class carefully?" He smiled disapprovingly, "I'm not among the top! Hey! Geniuses like ours are like this, you girl can't be jealous even if you want to..."
"I know, I know..." Huang Miaomiao was really angry with her, asking for a beating, "I know you can just lift the book casually, I know you are smart, really, you are deliberately angry with an intellectual commoner like me..."
With Huang Miaomiao's assurance that she would bring Han Zhengxi back, Shen Rongsu's mood couldn't help but feel better.
"Intellectual commoner?"
Huang Miaomiao laughed loudly, "Hey, you are too flattering to yourself, you are just like a poor intellectual..."
Shen Rongsu burst into tears after hearing Huang Miaomiao's words. Huang Miaomiao was at a loss and apologized hurriedly.
"Okay! Civilians will be civilians! I won't belittle you anymore and stop crying, okay..." Huang Miaomiao was afraid that Shen Rongsu would cry.
"I'm not crying because you said I'm a commoner with intelligence..." Shen Rongsu's voice still had a crying tone, and she kept sobbing.
"What's that for?"
"Because of your brother! I think of your brother! Your tone of voice is exactly the same as him."
It reminded her of what he had said when they first met, ‘Pumped down? Hey! Girl! You are exalting yourself too much. You can flatten the devil’s face and the body of an angel without stepping on her...’