Chapter 118: Chess Meets Opponents
I can hide from the first day of junior high school, but I can't hide from fifteen.
You can hide from yesterday, but you can't hide from today.
Song Fusheng had long known that Zhuang Zhou would definitely wake up. But he still didn't hurry and explained to Shen Qingjia: "I didn't expect that kid to go back suddenly. Maybe I'm not used to living here, so I still want to go back to my hometown to study. After all, everyone wants to be around their parents, especially if they are still elementary school students. You say yes, right? ”
"......" Zhuang Zhou still didn't know what Song Fusheng was talking about, but the only thing that was clear was that this kid must be making things up. For the sake of him letting him eat and drink for nothing, Zhuang Zhou decided not to demolish him for the time being. He just sits here and watches how he continues to make it.
"That's right. He's quite pitiful at a young age. I've always felt that no one wants to stay away from their parents if they didn't have it. I agree that it is more miserable to be sent to the fence than to be uprooted. It seemed that Shen Qingjia had no suspicion at all, and she understood very well the behavior of the relative's child mentioned by Song Fusheng who would go back temporarily.
But understanding is understanding.
"Anyway, I think it's good that he can go back to his parents to study. But, I guess it's really time for me to go. ”
"Shen Qingjia, there are still a few days before the school starts. Besides, it was my negligence to have such an accident, but since I promised your parents that you would take care of you, you will definitely fulfill your responsibilities. Anyway, the semester went according to plan. ”
"Song Fusheng, don't you understand what I'm saying? Your so-called predicament is gone, so I don't need to live here. Shen Qingjia hesitated before, but now that God gave her the steps, she must step on it steadily.
Hearing this, Zhuang Zhou probably knew the reason why this girl appeared in Dijingyuan - it seems that Young Master Song directed and acted in a bitter love scene, which won the sympathy of this girl, and not only that, but also bought the trust of this girl's family. Zhuang Zhou suddenly felt that he had really underestimated this kid in the past. is obviously indifferent to people and things, but he is very concerned about this girl. Zhuang Zhou couldn't help but take a serious look at Song Fusheng's feelings for Shen Qingjia again. He really didn't believe that Song Fusheng only had a childhood sweetheart for Shen Qingjia, and nothing else. Not really, though. What kind of girl like Song Fusheng has never seen a rich kid, maybe it is not impossible to be interested in Shen Qingjia just because of the novelty. Zhuang Zhou decided to take a good look at this scene.
Song Fusheng heard Shen Qingjia say this, and immediately found a corresponding method.
"Who said my predicament was lifted? My nanny is going back to her hometown today. I haven't eaten my lunch yet! Are you trying to starve me? ”
Zhuang Zhou is almost about to spray tea! What a Song Fusheng! You're really lying and you're just opening your mouth. But don't forget, what you said in the morning! This girl seems to be a smart person, and it is impossible to fool around. I'd like to see how you lie! Zhuang Zhou first gave Song Fusheng a look of admiration for his five bodies, and then looked at him with a look of asking for more blessings.
"Didn't you say in the morning that school was going to leave, and she wasn't there to wash the dishes right now? Besides, even if people leave in the next second, you can find a new nanny in the next second??? Isn't your family rich? I don't think you bother with this fact. Well, even if your nannies from all over the world don't come to work at your house, can't you still go to a restaurant to eat? If you are not used to eating outside, then let your good friend with excellent cooking skills, Zhuang Zhou, cook on your behalf and satisfy you. Shen Qingjia finished speaking in one breath without panting.