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On the day the child was born, Yang Cang and Zhou Xuan finally received the divorce certificate. Zhou Xuan's circle of friends cheered, and a friend from the lab left a message: Lao Zhou, you finally don't have to live in the shadow of your wife. You are reborn and live like a man from now on. Yang Cang and Zhou Xuan haven't had time to delete their friends. She replied after this comment: He has always been a man, and after testing, he is still very good. Otherwise, I would not have given birth to a child after only half a year of marriage. But you, if you were like a man, I would not take him away from you. Two minutes later, the comment was deleted, and the likes in his circle of friends also disappeared silently. Yang Cang fed the child and mocked: "What kind of people are in your laboratory." Zhou Xuan was helping to express breast milk without raising his head, "They have very strong experimental ability." "Heh. A bunch of idiots who want people to get divorced." Zhou Xuan looked up: "Look, this is the reason for our divorce." Yang Cang smashed the breast milk he handed to the wall, "Are you happy? You can reconnect with your first love. Of course, two senior researchers have more in common than me." Zhou Xuan turned around and cleaned up the broken cup without saying a word. Yang Cang looked at his indifference and shed tears. After a year of forcing him, it turned out that she was still not used to him not seeing her in his eyes. She applauded vigorously: "I wish you freedom." Zhou Xuan: "I also thank you... For your help." "A cultural person doesn't know how to talk about money? Don't agree to it in the first place if you dislike the smell of money." Zhou Xuan finally looked at her, "Have you given me a chance?" Yang Cang finally confirmed that she was holding the child in her arms. After knowing Zhou Xuan for a year, she had gained nothing but the invisible wound on her heart, the wrinkled child in her arms, the caesarean section wounds and ugly stretch marks on her belly. It's been a bloody fight since ancient times, and they abused each other. In the end, he and Lei were all writing~ 1. The heroine takes advantage of the situation and is not a good lover. 2. The male protagonist is cold and awkward, not a good lover Pre-received article: "Carbonic Crisis Diagnosis and Treatment Book" In early spring, Wen Zhao was hiding in a corner reading a book when he saw Jiang Jun fighting in a group. Cruel, poisonous hands. After it was over, the man came over and snatched her book away. "If you don't want to cause trouble, just stay away." The next day, Wen Zhao approached Jiang Jun and asked for a letter. The man looked at her with squinted eyes for a while, half-smiling, and finally threw a hundred to her, "Go buy it." Wen Zhao: "If you read my book, you have to pay me interest." Jiang Jun snorted and sneered: "Tell me about it." Wen Zhao: "You protect me." Jiang Jun thought to himself: Where did this ignorant fool come from? At the end of winter, the cold wind in the back streets of Jicheng Vocational and Technical College was as sharp as a knife scraping your face. The man lowered his head in the shadow of the thin moon. He spoke softly and said with a smile: "It's fierce again." Wen Zhao rolled his eyes at him, slapped a band-aid on his forehead, opened a bottle of carbonated drink and sat down by the stone steps. The sound of sparkling water in the night wind made the blood boil for no reason. Jiang Jun sat down next to her, took the drink and drank it, "Really want to apply to SJTU? Can you pass the exam?" Wen Zhao: "Yes." Jiang Jun: "If I hadn't..." Wen Zhao looked at him, with no hesitation in his cold eyes. "If you fail the exam, our relationship will end here." "Will you find someone to protect you in the new school?" "Yes." Without hesitation. He curled his lips and smiled: "Okay, then I'll be relieved." The can was crushed by slender fingers, and he threw it into the trash can in the distance. Amidst the clanking and clanging sound, Jiang Jun said: "Okay, let's each rely on our abilities." "Wen Zhao, even if we are separated, don't forget to climb up like a dog." Black-hearted, selfish, crazy beauty × cold-faced, madly in love with a man with low self-esteem Please collect~ Purpose: Confident conversation is the prerequisite for falling in love