When Zhang Qian woke up, it was already dark.

The ground was cold, her eyes rolled, and the weakness she had before the coma was gone, but she just didn't want to move, she didn't want to get up, she just wanted to lie on the ground and be quiet.

Sensing that she had woken up, the system immediately spoke, "Host, you're okay. It's just the first time I've used my ability to overdraw my physical and mental strength. ”

Zhang Qian didn't pay attention to it, the system saw that she was in a very bad mood, and said after a while: "I'm sorry host, I don't have an entity, I really can't get you up." ”

"System, do you ever feel like there's a stink in the room? Zhang Qian furrowed her eyebrows and looked around, but after looking around, there was no result.

"It can't be a dead rat," she didn't get a reply from the system, and she raised her arm to sniff it to herself.

I didn't feel tight when I smelled it, and I almost threw it up.

"That's right, host, it's the smell of you. The Diana pill I gave you worked thoroughly when you were asleep, and I used other magic weapons to wash your marrow. At present, the garbage accumulated in your body from small to large is excreted. ”

The system saw that Zhang Qian's face was getting worse and worse, and the explanation became quieter and quieter, and finally when she raised her leg and smelled it and was almost smoky, she hurriedly said: "You just need to take a shower and it's fine, this smell is not permanent." ”

"Don't say it earlier", Zhang Qian was relieved when she heard this, rolled her eyes and hurriedly walked to the bathroom.

The bath had been a little long, and by the time she had packed up and gone out, her parents had already returned home and were serving meals.

When she saw her parents, who were nearly twenty years younger, she felt like she was in a different world, and she felt that liquid was about to gush out of her eyes.

In her previous life, she had hardly had a good chat with her parents and had dinner since she started her business. At first, the family would sit together, but later the company was busy, and unless her mother forced her to do so, she could not go home for half a year.

finally sat together, she also hurriedly picked up a few mouthfuls of food, or kept answering the phone, and her parents spoke casually, and they didn't know what they said.

Even when her father was hospitalized with a cerebral infarction, she just went to see it and continued to talk about business.

It's no wonder that the wolf's ambitious fiancé is so trusted by his parents.

He does spend a lot of time with his parents, and no one knows how much he provoked in the middle. Even if her parents trusted her again, she was deeply hurt when her father had a cerebral infarction. Centrifugation is normal.

To tell the truth, she was framed by a scumbag and a in her previous life, and even her parents accused her of kicking her out of the house on behalf of the scumbag, and she felt that she really deserved it.

In this life, she will balance her career and family well, and will not make her parents sad again.

"Qianqian, what's the matter with you kid, what's the matter, what's the matter, eat!" she thought so much that her mother Luo Mingyue called her twice before she reacted.

She obediently picked up the bowl, took a bite of the dish, and said with a smile: "Hey, hey, it's okay, Dad, Mom, I'm thinking about the high school entrance examination." ”

Luo Mingyue looked at her child's smiling eyebrows and eyes, and always felt that something was wrong.

Looking at her mother's puzzled look, Zhang Qian did not intend to avoid the question, her change was bound to be hidden from her parents who watched her grow up.

"Mom, I want to take the No. 1 middle school entrance exam. Zhang Qian thought about it and said her thoughts.

As soon as she said this, Luo Mingyue was even more puzzled.

Her daughter herself knows very well that she has a soft and waxy temperament, and she is indecisive, and she needs her to help her make up ideas for many things. But today, my daughter's tone is not to discuss, but to inform.

She put down her rice bowl, sat on Zhang Qian's side, touched her head, and asked gently, "Qianqian, is there anything you haven't told your parents?" ”