The wife of the female Zun Kuaichuan is a doting maniac

"Master, is this house for sale?"

The villa here is Si Qianling's private property. When Mrs. Si asked someone to buy it, she said that it would be given directly to Si Qianling.

The housekeeper knows a few salesmen here. Taking advantage of the current good housing prices, if the houses are sold, it will be some pocket money for the young master.

"Not for sale, find someone to clean it regularly."

After the college entrance examination, he wanted to come back and stay for a few days, and if Su Qi was still here, he would not sell the house here.

"Yes, then you go back to Beijing first, and I'll follow after I've arranged things here."

On the way back to Beijing, Si Qianling kept his head down. The driver looked in the rearview mirror several times and finally spoke first.

"Master, do you want to go through the school route? You can take a picture as a souvenir."

The young man finally raised his head, his calm eyes moved, and he nodded, "Okay."

Standing at the familiar school gate, Si Qianling asked the driver to take a photo for him and the school gate.

The moment the shutter sounded, Si Qianling's gaze passed over the driver's shoulder and fixed on the old locust tree opposite the school gate.

Amid the mottled shadows of the trees, he seemed to see the girl smiling at him again.

"Do you want to go to the back street?"

The driver wiped the camera screen. The boy in the photo was youthful and bright, the most attractive age and appearance.

She didn't understand why Su Qiruo didn't like her young master?

"No need."

Si Qianling took the camera and sat back in the car. He transferred the photo to his mobile phone, stroked his eyebrows and eyes in the photo with his fingers, and then sent the photo to Su Qiruo.

"Su Qiruo, I'm leaving."

This time, he really left.

The car started slowly, and the phone beeped. It was a message from her. "Have a safe journey."

There were only four words, but they made the young man's lips curl up and his eyes and eyebrows show a little more smile.

"Take care of yourself."

I selected a cute little bear from the emoticon package and sent it to him, but there was no further news from the other end.

Little did they know that the girl who was sitting in front of the computer writing software was still staring at the boy in the photo in a daze.

After all, as a child raised in a large family, Si Qianling's skin is whiter and tenderer than anyone else's. It seems that he looks good in any photo.

He clicked a few times with his fingers, saved the photo, and his eyes fell on the black hairband in the corner.

The small diamonds on it are very shiny, and the fine light reflected by the red heart-shaped diamond is particularly dazzling.

According to Su Qiruo's personality, she should return such a valuable thing.

But when she thought of the aggrieved look on his face, she finally kept the hairband.

She did keep it, but Su Qiruo never wore it.

The sycamore leaves outside the window rustled down onto the balcony. The computer screen glowed with a cold white light, and the cursor jumped mechanically between the lines of code.

The hairband was kept in a very beautiful glass bottle. When the bottle was moved next to the monitor, the ruby ​​flickered in the fluorescence of the code, like a heartbeat that never stopped.

She suddenly remembered that when she first tutored the boy, he always liked to stare at his fingers in a daze, and later he gave her a bottle of hand cream.

The slender fingers look nice, except that there are some calluses on them that are not suitable for her age.

But since she started helping Si Qianling with his lessons, she no longer took on any physical work, and the calluses on her hands also faded a lot.

With the hand cream the boy gave her, her hands are becoming cleaner and more beautiful.

As if she remembered something, Su Qiruo retracted her gaze and laughed at herself. (End of this chapter)