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Rebirth: He Decides to Lie Flat

Jiang Yan had been reborn. In his previous life, he was duped by his own father—who ended up in prison—into taking on the responsibilities of the family. He had to care for his grandparents in place of his father, show respect to his uncles, maintain brotherly love... In this life, he only wanted to breat free from these bloodsuckers, find a sugar "daddy", and by the way, nourish his stomach. ***** Song Jiawen felt something was weird. That guy from next door—who had to return to the countryside to study because his father was imprisoned—suddenly switched from literature to science and joined her class, and even moved to the seat behind her. Ostensibly, he did it so she could tutor him in physics and biology, but why did she always feel like he had an ulterior motive? ***** Years later, as Jiang Yan watched the soup simmering in the pot while soothing his son in his arms, he glanced back at his wife, who was leisurely watching TV on the sofa with her legs crossed, and thought miserably, this meal ticket he had married into was proving to be quite a struggle!

Mr. San Shi · Urbain
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505 Chs

Chapter 293: Eldest Son of Xie Family

Mu Jiawen and Jiang Yan arrived at the Dexin Building at seven, Mu Chenyan and Song Qingping were deeply engrossed in their conversation and had made plans for him to visit the gallery after the competition ended the next day.

The opening hours were meant for outsiders and tourists, insiders of course didn't need to worry about that, and moreover, it was better this way, without the disturbances of outsiders.

Song Qingping let out a heavy sigh of relief.

However, Huang Kai was sitting on the side with an agonized expression as if constipated. His backpack hung on the back of the chair behind him. His left hand reached in and then pulled out, did this back and forth several times, until Jiang Yan couldn't watch any longer and asked him, "What are you doing?"

The two were sitting together; on the other side of Huang Kai was Song Qingping, who was engaged in a lively conversation with Mu Chenyan. Both of them had studied Chinese painting from a young age and had a lot to talk about.