in the room.

Song Ning's calm face suddenly changed after listening to Qiao Bo's words from the little paper crane at the same time.

Her eyes moved slightly, then she gently pulled the corners of her mouth, and finally showed a look of pleasure.

However, this expression only lasted for a few seconds.

As her expression returned to indifference again, Song Ning's mood gradually fell silent.

Gujing Wubo, it seems that nothing in this world can shake her heart...

As soon as Song Ning's fingers hooked, the little paper crane instantly lost its magic support and turned into an ordinary paper crane and fell to the ground.

Song Ning didn't look at it, she raised her feet and stepped over expressionlessly, and lay down on the bed and closed her eyes in an orderly manner.

A dreamless night.

The next morning, Song Ning opened her eyes on time, her face still full of indifference.

She grabbed a random piece of clothing and put it on, opened the door and went to the dining room.

The Wen family's breakfast is extraordinarily rich, with a mix of Western, Chinese, and regional dishes.

Wen Wan and Qi Yu both stared at a big dark circle under their eyes, obviously sleepless all night.

Qiao Bo looked fine, although his face was heavy, but there was no tired look on his face.

The beard is meticulously shaved, the shirt is straight, and even the folds of the clothes reveal the owner's diligence.

Qi Yu glared at Qiao Bo with some resentment.

Their eyes didn't close their eyes all night, and all they thought about all night was "Are they a qualified parent?" ”

Isn't a qualified parent able to accept their children in their entirety in the first place?

They just want to accept Song Ning who has feelings, but they are not willing to accept Song Ning who has no feelings, it's so selfish!

But Qiao Bo is good, he is like a nobody, and he is dressed so brightly...

It's inexplicably infuriating!

"I want Chinese breakfast, thank you!"

Ignoring their son-in-law's previous sabre-rattling and gentle expectant eyes, Song Ning said to Aunt Qian very calmly.

Aunt Qian is a housekeeper hired by Wen Wan in Beijing, mainly responsible for helping with the kitchen and tidying up the room.

Usually, Song Ning doesn't have a special preference for eating, whether it is Chinese or Western, she prepares what to eat.

But today, she took the initiative to ask for a Chinese breakfast...

Aunt Qian glanced at Song Ning suspiciously, and was about to ask Song Ning if she wanted to have some Western-style breakfast by the way.

was stunned by the indifference on Song Ning's face, "Xiao Ning... This..."

In the past, when she brought breakfast to Song Ning, she was greeted with a smiling face and an affectionate voice, "Thank you, Aunt Qian..."

But today, Song Ning took the breakfast and just said thank you in a flat tone.

That's very wrong!

"Aunt Qian..."

Qiao Bo interrupted what Aunt Qian wanted to say, "I want the same breakfast as Song Ning, thank you!" ”

"Oh..."

Aunt Qian closed her mouth in disbelief.

The Wen family gave a lot of money, and she earned more money alone than the whole family earned.

Their family also pointed to her for dinner, she couldn't be so blind and offend her employer.

The Wen family is a rare kind family, from the old gentleman to the lady to the young lady, there is no one with a bad temper!

Aunt Qian is not to mention how comfortable she is doing here, so she naturally refuses to lose her job because of this matter.

Something is wrong, something is wrong!

After all, people have parents and husbands, so they don't need to worry about her!

Aunt Qian breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and refused to smile again in the next work.

Qiao Bo frowned, feeling a little sad for Song Ning inexplicably.

Aunt Qian is the person Song Ning treats with heart!

On the first day she came, Song Ning found out that she was a lonely person, her son died early, her daughter-in-law remarried, and she was a person who couldn't enjoy the blessings of her children and grandchildren.

But Aunt Qian was quick in her work, and treated Song Ning gently and meticulously, so Song Ning relented her life and helped her save her son's life.

Qiao Bo didn't expect that he just interrupted Aunt Qian's concern for Song Ning, so that Aunt Qian had an opinion on them in her heart...

"People's hearts are unpredictable, there is no need to worry!"

Song Ning swallowed a mouthful of bean juice indifferently, "I helped her just for myself, and I don't need to gain her gratitude." ”

In fact, her willingness to help Aunt Qian is also for her rare face that meets her heart.

You must know that before determining Aunt Qian, Wen Wan had already changed five aunts in a row.

Just remembering the looks and names of those aunts made Song Ning's head explode.

Now that I finally met a person that suited my heart, I naturally refused to let it go so easily.

"I just..."

As soon as Qiao Bo said something, he stopped talking, it was indeed him.

Indeed, everything Song Ning did was voluntary, and Aunt Qian did not beg her to help her son.

If it's voluntary, why bother asking people to reciprocate!

"I'm done eating, you eat slowly!"

Song Ning pushed the plate, nodded indifferently to Wen Wan, Qi Yu and Qiao Bo, and then left the Wen Mansion with unhurried steps.

Naturally, she didn't go back to school.

The knowledge in school exists in her brain, and it is a waste of time to go to school again.

I don't want to try my luck on the street and save more merit.

Song Ning planned like this in her heart, and naturally her steps were resolute.

Although the current Ziyang Street is not as prosperous as in later generations, because the voice of reform is blowing in the wind, it is full of vitality.

The number of small traders and vendors on the street gradually increased, and the faces of the people on the street were full of satisfied smiles.

Song Ning chose a place in the park, spread a blue cloth, and a sign made of cardboard was actually set up on the street!

This made Qiao Bo, who had followed Song Ning all the way, cry and laugh.

Song Ning, who is seriously waiting for customers to come to the door... Inexplicably a little cute...

A pretty, good-looking little girl set up a fortune-telling stall in a crowded park, and her tone is so big, it's hard not to attract people!

After a while, the front of Song Ning's stall was full of people.

An old man walking birds was amused by Song Ning's generous signboard.

"Physiognomy, fortune telling, yin and yang houses, feng shui gossip... What a big breath the little girl! ”

"I just don't know if I have any real skills? Just talking and not practicing, cowhide blowing to the sky can't attract any customers! ”

"That's right! Are the scammers so young in these years? …”

The people around echoed with each other, but no one came up to Song Ning to tell her fortune.

Song Ning glanced around the audience with an indifferent expression, and subconsciously closed her mouth when she looked at the person who looked at her.

This little girl is very evil!

The look in his eyes was terrifying...

After the crowd quieted down, Song Ning's gaze fell straight on an old lady with gorgeous hair.

"I can help you with what you have in mind, as long as you can afford to pay!"

"Humph! I don't know what I'm thinking, old woman, but you know! ”

The old lady snorted disdainfully, "Little girl is windy here, and she is not afraid of flashing her tongue!" ”

As soon as the onlookers heard Song Ning's words, many people's faces invariably flashed strange looks.

Most of the people who exercise in the morning in this park are residents in the vicinity, and they are all acquaintances as far as the eye can see.

Anyone can say a few words about the, and they are deceiving here, not looking for teasing!