Author: Thirteen pure onesMachine Translation
Xia Ling: “Why do you have to guess? Su Ziyan… probably has some feelings for me? But, he’s very conflicted. So the fluctuation of his favorability is probably because his feelings for me are a little complicated? ”
“Then what should we do? ” Hai Hai asked.
Xia Ling stood up. “just leave it to him. Wait for him to get used to it. ”
“…”
Leave it to him This was really an extremely Buddhist method.
Xia Ling changed her clothes and went downstairs.
Su Ziyan took a document and was ready to go to work.
“Ziyan, aren’t you going to eat breakfast? ” Su Yun came out with a breakfast of love.
Su Yun was a good cook. Usually, when Su Ziyan and Meng Xia were at home, she would cook breakfast.
Su Ziyan looked at his watch. “I have something to do at the hospital. I have to go now. ”
“okay… ” Su Yun was a little disappointed.
However, when she turned around, she saw Xia Ling dressed up, carrying her bag, and everything was packed. She didn’t look like she was eating at home.
“Meng Xia, aren’t you going to eat at home too? ”
“I. . . I can’t. Aunt Su, my first class is a big class. If I can’t make it, I’ll have to retake next year. ” Xia Ling looked up and met Su Ziyan’s eyes …
She swore that it was a coincidence and that she wasn’t rushing to get close to Su Ziyan.
Meng Xia was courting death previously and had already been marked for retaking in the acting teacher’s class.
This class was a big class for the acting teacher, and she was also known as the iron-faced hades.
Retaking in two classes… … She could repeat the class …
Su Yun nodded and said thoughtfully.
“Alright, then be careful on your way. Meng Xia, I’ll get the servant to pack the soy milk for you. It’s good for a girl’s health to drink some soy milk. Will you be alright after a few minutes? ”
Xia Ling: “It’s alright, it’s not that urgent… ”
She wanted to stagger away from Su Ziyan.
Everyone in the Meng family knew that Su Ziyan did not drink soy milk.
Su Yun prepared fresh-squeezed fruit juice and toast for him. These could be packed faster than soy milk.
Su Ziyan took his breakfast and turned to leave.
However, Su Yun suddenly thought of something and immediately stopped him.
“Hey, that’s not right, Ziyan. If you’re not in a hurry, you can drop Meng Xia off on the way. Your uncle Meng has something to do at the office early in the morning. The chauffeur drove away the family car. Meng Xia doesn’t have a driver’s license, so it’s too late to get someone to open the door. ”
Xia Ling, who didn’t want to sit in Su Ziyan’s car and wanted to pretend that she had nothing to do with him, was speechless. …
Su Ziyan’s deep gaze fell on Xia Ling.
It was obvious that the girl was very uncomfortable and didn’t want to sit in the same car as him, just like yesterday afternoon.
“okay, ” he replied.
The Servant brought Xia Ling’s meal bag.
Su Yun heaved a sigh of relief and quickly rushed them away. “Alright, alright, then you guys go quickly. Don’t delay the proper business. ”
Xia Ling had no choice but to sit in Su Ziyan’s car.
She took her food bag and could only walk towards Su Ziyan at the door. She turned around as she walked.
“Bye bye, aunt Su. I’ll be back this weekend. Call me if there’s anything at home. ”
“Alright, I got it. ” Su Yun smiled. “You too. Take care of your own safety at school. If there’s anything, just tell Ziyan. We don’t know much and we still have to get him to help you. I’ll have to trouble Ziyan to help you. Don’t make yourself suffer outside. ”
“Okay. ” Xia Ling glanced at Su Ziyan. “I will. ”
Just as he was looking at her, Xia Ling turned away as if nothing had happened.
She followed Su Ziyan out of the living room.
He was in front and she was at the back.
Because Su Ziyan was in front, it was impossible for him to see her expression.
Xia Ling walked very relaxed and looked at Su Ziyan from time to time.
It seemed that Su Ziyan had the habit of exercising regularly. When he wore a white coat, he looked very good. Now that he was wearing regular clothes, he was gentle and abstinent. He looked even more charming.
