"Divide me a few of your dumplings."

Su Qingqing saw Song Qiyan eating her bread, so she asked Song Qiyan.

She still likes to eat dumplings.

"Okay."

When Song Qiyan heard this, he took an empty bowl with his own hands, scooped a few dumplings from his bowl and put them in, and handed them to Su Qingqing.

Su Qingqing also picked it up and ate it very naturally.

This series of actions made the maid's eyes wider.

Was there something that happened last night that they didn't know about?

Why did Mr. and Miss suddenly eat breakfast so harmoniously?

Especially Mr., not only ate the food that Miss Su had eaten, but also shared what he ate with Miss Su.

My husband never shares anything with anyone!

"I'll go to class after breakfast, and the school doesn't seem to be calm lately, so tell me if you need anything."

Song Qiyan finished eating, and looked at Su Qingqing with satisfaction, still struggling.

After thinking about it, I still opened my mouth.

Su Qingqing seems to be in a good mood today, and there are some things that are the best at this time.

The servants were made by Song Qiyan's words, and they brought up their hearts that had been put down.

Miss has been in a bad mood every time she gets out of school lately, apparently something is going on at school.

And when Mr. said this, it didn't mean that Miss knew every move in school.

What Miss hates the most is that her husband spies on her.

"yes, it will."

Unexpectedly, the expected storm did not come, but it was an understatement.

"Hmm."

It seems that this girl has figured it out?

He asked people to send He Wangshu's information to her, maybe she also understood.

She's always been smart, but it's a pity that she likes to drill the horns.

It's not that he can't like boys, although he has feelings for her, he doesn't want her to be reluctant.

I only hope that she can find a man she likes and is good to her.

He Wangshu was never that person.

Su Qingqing watched Song Qiyan walk out, and then lowered her head to finish eating the dumplings in the bowl.

"Give me another bowl."

Today's class is at nine o'clock in the morning, and now it is only seven o'clock, and she plans to go back to sleep after eating the dumplings.

The mission in this world is complicated, and it took hours to receive the plot.

She hadn't slept well at all.

When the time came, she took the special car prepared for her by Song Qiyan and went all the way to the school.

She didn't plan to hide her relationship with Song Qiyan anymore.

Of course, the premise is that she must solve He Wangshu's matter first.

She didn't want to discredit Song Qiyan.

In the past, the original owner was afraid that others would say that she was Song Qiyan's adopted daughter, so he always rejected others from knowing about his relationship with Song Qiyan.

The car was always delivered to the next street, and then she walked to school.

Because of this, few people in the university know her true relationship with Song Qiyan.

It was convenient for He Wangshu.

When she got out of the car, Shu Xue'er, who was originally waiting upstairs to watch a good show, frowned.

Isn't she looking forward to one day being able to ride in a car like that?

Only the president and presidential candidates can sit in such a car.

Today's president is in his eighties and has no heir.

Just wait for the presidential election in half a year's time, and then determine the next presidential candidate.

But the whole country knows that it's just a formality.

The presidency has already been decided.

That is Song Qiyan.