404 Chapter 404: Why Not Count

Jiang Lingzhi didn't want to reply to the message, so he simply pretended he didn't see it.

Getting ready to lock the phone.

A new message popped up on the interface.

L: [Your brother is quite efficient in handling things, just tell him, and you agree. 】

Jiang Ling made a sound.

This time, he locked the screen of the phone without hesitation, put it on the bedside table, and closed his eyes to sleep.

The phone rang again.

Jiang Lingzhi covered her head with the quilt, turned over, and ignored it.

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In the morning, Jiang Lingzhi woke up before it was completely bright.

Probably because of the habits I had when I was in school, I now have a biological clock.

After getting up, I took out the English book from my schoolbag, read the words for a while, and wrote a review paper.

When it was completely dawn, she went downstairs to have breakfast and went back to her room.

After changing his clothes, Jiang Lingzhi tidied up the room.

Everything was neatly folded, the books were put away, and the suitcase was placed in the corner, looking neat as if no one had ever lived in it.

She picked up her phone and was about to go out for a walk.

When swiping open the phone, I accidentally clicked into the unread message from yesterday.

L: [It's a pity, I heard that we almost got engaged, sister? 】

Jiang Lingzhi: "..."

Neuropathy.

Jiang Lingzhi didn't hesitate this time, and directly dragged that person into the blacklist.

Leaving him on the friend list for a whole night, it's the best of humanity.

This place is near the suburbs.

It can be regarded as a relatively remote place in Nancheng.

But this place has good feng shui, and the scenery is not bad.

Jiang Lingzhi put on the down jacket and put the phone in his pocket.

Ready to go for a stroll outside.

When she came yesterday, she saw a small hillside with a thick layer of snow on the ground, and it seemed that it was not bad to make a snowman.

Jiang Lingzhi went out wearing gloves, a scarf, and snow boots.

Because there are few people here and the snow has not been damaged, she walked all the way, leaving a neat row of small footprints on the ground.

Jiang Lingzhi had a great time making snowmen by herself, but thought it was hard to do well with gloves on, so she took off the gloves and built snowmen with bare hands.

The result is... His hands are frozen and he loses consciousness, and his nose is also red.

A black car drove slowly on the road not far away.

The road was slippery in the snow, so the car drove a little slowly.

The driver's seat was Papa Lin who had dinner with him yesterday.

When he noticed the petite figure on the other side of the hill, he smiled and said to the person next to him, "Yes, you know, the little girl is building a snowman."

Hearing this, Lin Beiyu, who was sitting in the co-pilot, raised his head and followed his gaze.

When his eyes touched the figure, the corners of his lips curled up.

Speaking of it, Papa Lin felt very strange: "You were not happy to let you have a meal yesterday, why did you take the initiative to come and visit with me today?"

Lin Beiyu held the mobile phone in his hand, he looked out of the window, and said casually, "It's boring to be alone."

Papa Lin didn't think it was strange either, this kid had always thought of one thing as another.

Having said that, Lin Beiyu looked away, and asked again: "Why didn't you tell me before that you have such a friend?"

Papa Lin laughed: "Does my friend still want to introduce you one by one?"

Lin Beiyu scoffed, and said casually, "If you had said earlier, wouldn't I have known her earlier?"

"Huh? What?"

Lin Beiyu looked away, and asked again: "Then why isn't the marriage contract counted?"