Miao Qingyu completed the task and the assistant left after picking her up at the airport.

Father Su kept talking to Miao Qingyu, and his words revealed that he was an incompetent father.

The young girl was very reserved. Her schoolbag weighed heavily on her. She bit her lip and said nothing.

She lowered her head in response to her father's words, her long bangs hiding the emotions on her face.

In the end, Zhao Meihua, who couldn't stand Su Qingguo's one-man show, stopped him from chattering and personally led people to the third floor by elevator.

"You will live on the third floor from now on."

The servant followed the lady and the young lady, carrying the suitcase and Miao Qingyu's bag.

Zhao Meihua opened the door and made room for her stepdaughter who came in behind her to take a good look at the furnishings of the house.

The room was very large, and Miao Qingyu could tell that she had decorated it carefully before coming.

A princess bed that appears in a fairy tale, intricate European lace bed curtains, a white European dressing table, and a gorgeous crystal chandelier above the head shining brightly.

Zhao Meihua saw her stepdaughter come into the room and looked around.

"Pack up, I'll ask the servant to call you downstairs for dinner later."

Without waiting for her response, Zhao Meihua left first. The servant who put down the luggage asked Miao Qingyu if she needed help packing the luggage.

Miao's mother consciously wanted to cultivate her child's independence in life, but Miao Qingyu naturally shook her head and refused.

After the servant left, Miao Qingyu stood in the middle of the room for a long time.

It took her a while to come back to her senses. She bent down and began to open the suitcase and organize her luggage.

Having lived in Pingcheng for many years, she only brought a suitcase and a schoolbag.

When packing her luggage, Miao Qingyu discovered that there was a dressing room next to the bedroom.

She took out the clothes she brought, folded them and hung them in the closet, and put her shoes neatly in place.

After a while, the girl who had finished cleaning up covered her chest with her hands, breathing rapidly through her nose.

It seemed as if this little work had exhausted her greatly.

The tip of his nose, where the glasses were placed, was pink and dotted with sweat.

Looking around the tidy room, Miao Qingyu pursed her lips as usual.

It was an April day, and after rushing for half a day, he grabbed the collar and put his sweat-stained nose close to sniff.

Not smelling the sweat she had imagined, Miao Qingyu stood up with her elbows resting on her thighs, took out some clothes to change into, and went into the bathroom.

As the weather gets warmer in the spring, showers don’t take long.

After a while, the bathroom door, which was covered with a thin layer of mist, was opened and someone walked out slowly.

The man's stiff and clumsy bowl-cut hair was wet, sticking to his forehead.

Feeling uncomfortable, Miao Qingyu raised her hand to push her hair back, revealing her smooth forehead.

I find it troublesome to wear glasses on my face when taking a shower, so I take them off and put them next to the bed.

Miao Qingyu, who had found a headscarf to wipe her hair, suddenly revealed a face that was so beautiful that it seemed like no ordinary creature on earth.

The wet hair splashed with water stains and fell on the beautiful face, which was like a jade holding a pearl and the flower condensed with morning dew.

It's a pity that no one appreciates such a stunning view.

"What? You actually have a sister? Where did she come from? We grew up together. Don't blackmail me!"

There are limits to joking, and Wu Zhuer, who stood up and slammed the table, clearly didn't believe it.

She and Su Qingqing are good sisters who grew up together in childhood and have a close and loyal relationship.

Looking back, the two of them had rolled around and fought each other. They had been good sisters for more than ten years. No matter how many times she went to Su's house to play, she never saw her sister.

She was so angry that she couldn't think of anywhere to go, and just then her friend sent her a message asking her to go to Ginza.

The two of them bought a lot of things and had a great shopping experience.

Su Qingqing, who was sitting in a cafe to rest, felt the gazes from all directions.

Her face flushed red as she regretted turning away and covering her face with her hands to avoid the curious gazes of others.

Ouch.

So embarrassing!

The person on the other side of the table seemed to be unaware of the furtive gazes from all directions, so he stood up, walked across the annoying table, and went straight to his friend.

Perhaps she realized later that her voice was a little out of control, so she sat down next to Su Qingqing, who couldn't bear to look at others.

"Qing'er, my dear sister, just tell me. I promise I won't tell anyone else. Honey, just tell me."

Unable to bear Wu Zhuer's nagging, Su Qingqing revealed all the private affairs of her family.

"Tsk, I thought Uncle Su or Aunt Zhao had an illegitimate child, but it turns out~"

"Wu Zhuer, I consider you a friend, but you actually want to make fun of my family."

A true sisterhood.

Wu Zhuer saw her friend push her away and turned to sit aside.

Knowing that this was really annoying, Wu Zhuer's eyes rolled around and she moved closer hesitantly.

He poked Su Qingqing's arm with his finger.

Miss Su moved her arm away and stopped looking and listening.

"Okay, okay, I know I was wrong, but what about your sister's character? If she is a traitor, sister, your family will not be at peace in the future..."

After a lot of chatter, Wu Zhuer patted her friend on the shoulder, and the two sisters came to a conclusion.

"It's okay. If your sister who suddenly appeared out of nowhere dares to trip you up, tell me and I'll help you come up with some ideas on how to deal with her."

Su Qingqing looked up at the sky in silence.

She must have seen too much fighting between her sisters in wealthy families.

She heard from her mother that her sister's mother was a teacher. In her opinion, no matter how evil a person's heart was, it could not be as evil as that of a businessman.

joke.

The facts were exactly as she expected.

At the Su family villa, the Su family gathered in the dining hall for dinner.

There is a long European solid wood dining table, and the main seat at the top is occupied by Su's father, who is busy and often misses dinner.

The main seat is on the lower right hand side of the main seat, and is occupied by the noble lady Ms. Zhao who often travels away from home.

And...Su Qingqing's eyes slowly swept across the air, ignoring her brother beside her.

He came to the first person on the left, and his gaze, while holding the bowl, lingered on Miao Qingyu.

Wonderful green jade, wonderful green jade, he sipped and savored it silently in his mouth.

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