Mo Shu was still amiable, and after a few words of elder-like care, he let his heart warm and left.

Mrs. Mo looked at the warmth of going out and closing the door, sat on the sofa, and snorted, "These children now really don't know how thick the sky is." ”

Mo Shu picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of tea, picked up the teacup, and took a sip slowly, "The current situation is different, and your temperament should also change." ”

The relationship between the Yu family and the Mo family was not as close as he imagined, not to mention that he had long known that Yu Ze did not like their daughter. In the future, the relationship between the two families is not yet known where to go.

And now it is a sensitive period for the presidential change, and if you make a fuss about this incident, whether it is big or small, how many pairs of eyes are staring at you, if you make a slight mistake, it will affect your political career.

In the current situation, it is better to be motionless than quiet, and it is the best policy to survive this period of time safely. What's more, this little girl is not simple at first glance.

Today's young people are newborn calves who are not afraid of tigers, and the so-called barefoot are not afraid of wearing shoes.

Mrs. Mo is more than ten years younger than Mo Shu, and her wife is in her arms, so it is inevitable that she will be spoiled a little. But she has also been immersed in such an environment for many years, and naturally knows how powerful it is. can think of the overly bewitching and foxy face, as well as the suffering of his daughter, with ruthlessness between his eyebrows, "Anyway, I won't let her go like this." ”

"Silly," Mo Shu's cloudy eyes were doting, "It's not easy to step on an ant to death, and in the future, there will be a chance to clean her up." ”

Song Jiajia was always worried that Xinnuan didn't go far, so she waited downstairs.

She looked downstairs and hurriedly greeted her, "They didn't embarrass you, did they?" ”

Xinnuan looked at her worriedly, and showed a smile that was okay, "Principal Mo is a person with status, how can he embarrass me for such a small role." ”

Song Jiajia breathed a sigh of relief, "It's okay." Don't worry too much about it, in life, who hasn't had bad luck and stepped on shit. We can't stop walking just because we've stepped on shit, just be careful next time. ”

Xinnuan smiled and put his arm around Song Jiajia and said, "You should transfer to the Department of Philosophy." ”

"Hehe," Song Jiajia laughed embarrassedly, "The words are not rough." ”

The sun had set, the heat in the air had dissipated a lot, and the greenery on both sides was lush and lush.

Hordes of students come and go, boys on the basketball court sweat out, bicycle bells jingle and campus life returns to normal, as if everything that happened at noon was just a dream.

So, isn't the Qingcheng you see also a dream?

Xinnuan subconsciously bit his lip, and then let go.

People who are destined to be two worlds, it is useless to think too much.

Mo Qingcheng, who was sitting in the car, saw the warmth of her heart from a distance, she was still wearing the long skirt she wore in the morning, her black hair was draped over her shoulders, and there was no jewelry on her body, she was completely an ordinary college student, but her outstanding temperament and appearance were still dazzling.

Xinnuan looked up and saw a limited edition Maybach parked on the side of the road, and you can often see all kinds of luxury cars on campus, but this level is rare. She remembered that Mo Qingcheng once had one.

A gap opened in the car window, and she suddenly crashed into the seductive blue eyes, and her breathing stagnated for a while, and her whole body was numb.