Chapter 204 Hospice care?

This time it only happened within a dozen seconds after falling asleep. Su Nanzhi was not completely asleep yet. She frowned and opened her beautiful almond-shaped eyes with a hint of displeasure. Her long and curly eyelashes fluttered twice like a fan.

"Who said he was looking for me?" The girl's voice was a little hoarse, and she sounded like she was sleep-deprived and grumpy.

Ruan Yingtao pointed obediently at the other side of Su Nanzhi's head.

Su Nanzhi got up at this moment and looked up at the person above her head. At first glance - his forehead was black, and his face was also black. He was almost not the pretty boy she had imagined.

It's not easy for Zhao Qingheng to come and cause trouble for her even though he is almost dying.

"Squad leader," these two words came out slowly from Su Nanzhi's throat. Her lips looked a little dry, but the curve was beautiful. "What do you want to talk to me about?"

Zhao Qingheng could tell that Su Nanzhi disliked him, after all, she used the word "you".

He paused and said, "I have something to talk to you about. Please come out for a moment."

Perhaps because of Zhao Qingheng's dying face, Su Nanzhi hesitated for two seconds and finally decided to give him this face.

Now society advocates hospice care, shouldn’t she respond?

Zhao Qingheng was a little surprised when he saw Su Nanzhi stand up so readily. He originally thought that she would have to hesitate for a few more words, and finally she would have to ask him to bring up the teacher or something like that before she would come out.

"How have you been lately?" Zhao Qingheng asked.

"Very good," Su Nanzhi thought for a moment and added, "Eat well and sleep well."

Zhao Qingheng, who had been suffering from insomnia for a long time, said: "..."

He thought about the other person's ability to fall asleep, which was even better than that of a pig, and couldn't help but twitching the corners of his mouth.

"That's true."

Su Nanzhi: "...but I think you're not doing well."

Zhao Qingheng: "..."

"I just broke off your engagement once, why are you so stingy? You even cursed me?" Zhao Qingheng was so angry that he laughed.

Originally, he felt a little guilty when he broke off the engagement. After all, his grandfather had clearly told him that a girl whose engagement was broken off would most likely not be able to gain a foothold in the family, especially a girl like Su Nanzhi whose parents were no longer alive.

But continuing this marriage would be a mistake. Dragging it on for a long time would give the other party hope, but it would also be torture for him. Of course, there is no rule in this world that stipulates that no one must be responsible for another person they have never met. They are not parents or siblings.

Zhao Qingheng broke off the engagement decisively, but in fact he was still paying attention to the developments of the Su family.

As a result, Su Nanzhi moved out of the Su family within two days and lived in the school openly. By the way, she also fought back against Su Sheng, the head of the Su family, who was her nominal uncle.

What a silly girl—that’s what Zhao Qingheng thought at first.

Su Nanzhi's uncle must have a lot of resources in his hands. As long as he is willing to share some with her, hold a banquet to let everyone know the third daughter of the Su family, and then package her well, Su Nanzhi will become a celebrity that others envy.

Of course, this socialite is not that socialite. A real rich lady, no matter how poor she is at home, will rarely be shabby outside. Every rich lady has enough pocket money.

Look at what Su Nanzhi was wearing before - Zhao Qingheng remembered the floral dress she was wearing, which was similar to the twenty-yuan fabric she bought at a street market, and inevitably revealed a look of disgust.

(End of this chapter)