Wenxuan was still silent. In fact, he basically didn't listen to what the nanny said later.
Because he is thinking about himself and He Mengjie now.
Will his legs be the same as that professor and he will never be able to stand up again? Then, will He Mengjie follow him like that professor's wife?
Although he is confident that there will be no problem with making money. But isn’t it too wrong for a girl who is eight or nine years younger than him to live a disabled life so early?
The more Wen Xuan thought about it, the more he felt depressed, the more he felt heartbroken, and then he became depressed.
When the nanny finished massages his legs and pushed him back to the study, he saw that the screen of the laptop still showed the reply page. But now, he had no mood to write a reply.
He opened He Mengjie's previous emails one by one, and read them again from beginning to end.
Every email from He Mengjie is written with passion and affection, and each one reveals her strong longing and admiration for him.
He looked at him and felt a little soft-hearted. How could he be willing to let go of such a cute girl and a girl who loves him so much?
He suddenly ignited a great determination to make his legs better.
He turned off the emails, and was in no mood to write a reply, opened Baidu, and searched for all the information about how his legs could be restored.
And just as Wenxuan's thoughts were changing, He Mengjie was still dreaming on the bed.
At seven o'clock in the morning, she got up, made breakfast for Huaye and the others, and then prepared to work at the fast food restaurant she had made an appointment. Today was the weekend and there were no classes, so she decided to start working from today.
She found that labor costs in the United States are very valuable, and if you work, you will earn more money than in China.
Although she is not short of money, she decided to maintain her good habit. Always independent and always have the ability to support herself, which is a very important quality.
Fast food restaurants are like KFC McDonald's, but they are actually quite easy to learn. Fried chicken nuggets are clipped with bread, put a piece of lettuce leaves, and squeeze some salad dressing and you're done.
He Mengjie learned very quickly and was soon appreciated by the owner of a fast food restaurant. Because she was hardworking, quick-moving, and more importantly, she was hardworking and never complained, nor did she think that her salary was low.
The next day after working in a fast food restaurant, He Mengjie went to clean up the table after the guests left as usual. Then suddenly, several young men sitting at another table whistled at her.
In the United States, young people often whistle at her. This shows that she is good-looking and attractive. Within a few days, He Mengjie became accustomed to it and used ignorance to deal with it. Because most people just whistle, they don’t whistle.
Others below.
As usual, He Mengjie planned to ignore it and organize the desktop as usual.
However, today there was the following. Not only did the young men not stop their whistling behavior, they even stood up and walked towards He Mengjie and surrounded her in the middle.
There were two white boys and two black boys, both tall, surrounding He Mengjie.
One of the black boys suddenly reached out and grabbed He Mengjie's arm and said, "hi, girl!"
He Mengjie straightened her body, shook his arm away, looked at him, and her face darkened: "go, away!" Wenxuan was still silent. In fact, he basically didn't listen to what the nanny said later.
Because he is thinking about himself and He Mengjie now.
Will his legs be the same as that professor and he will never be able to stand up again? Then, will He Mengjie follow him like that professor's wife?
Although he is confident that there will be no problem with making money. But isn’t it too wrong for a girl who is eight or nine years younger than him to live a disabled life so early?
The more Wen Xuan thought about it, the more he felt depressed, the more he felt heartbroken, and then he became depressed.
When the nanny finished massages his legs and pushed him back to the study, he saw that the screen of the laptop still showed the reply page. But now, he had no mood to write a reply.
He opened He Mengjie's previous emails one by one, and read them again from beginning to end.
Every email from He Mengjie is written with passion and affection, and each one reveals her strong longing and admiration for him.
He looked at him and felt a little soft-hearted. How could he be willing to let go of such a cute girl and a girl who loves him so much?
He suddenly ignited a great determination to make his legs better.
He turned off the emails, and was in no mood to write a reply, opened Baidu, and searched for all the information about how his legs could be restored.
And just as Wenxuan's thoughts were changing, He Mengjie was still dreaming on the bed.
At seven o'clock in the morning, she got up, made breakfast for Huaye and the others, and then prepared to work at the fast food restaurant she had made an appointment. Today was the weekend and there were no classes, so she decided to start working from today.
She found that labor costs in the United States are very valuable, and if you work, you will earn more money than in China.
Although she is not short of money, she decided to maintain her good habit. Always independent and always have the ability to support herself, which is a very important quality.
Fast food restaurants are like KFC McDonald's, but they are actually quite easy to learn. Fried chicken nuggets are clipped with bread, put a piece of lettuce leaves, and squeeze some salad dressing and you're done.
He Mengjie learned very quickly and was soon appreciated by the owner of a fast food restaurant. Because she was hardworking, quick-moving, and more importantly, she was hardworking and never complained, nor did she think that her salary was low.
The next day after working in a fast food restaurant, He Mengjie went to clean up the table after the guests left as usual. Then suddenly, several young men sitting at another table whistled at her.
In the United States, young people often whistle at her. This shows that she is good-looking and attractive. Within a few days, He Mengjie became accustomed to it and used ignorance to deal with it. Because most people just whistle, they don’t whistle.
Others below.
As usual, He Mengjie planned to ignore it and organize the desktop as usual.
However, today there was the following. Not only did the young men not stop their whistling behavior, they even stood up and walked towards He Mengjie and surrounded her in the middle.
There were two white boys and two black boys, both tall, surrounding He Mengjie.
One of the black boys suddenly reached out and grabbed He Mengjie's arm and said, "hi, girl!"
He Mengjie straightened her body, shook his arm hard, looked at him, and her face darkened: "go, away!"