Traveling to the present: the white-collar life of the queen

Chapter 256 The Real Su Qingqing
"Don't worry, they won't find this place. Don't tell me you want to feel pity again? Don't forget your promise to the professor!" He Jingjing said confidently.

Mo Qian was a little guilty. To be honest, it was exactly what he asked to go back to China for research, but now he felt very conflicted and said:
"Maybe my feeling is wrong? Jingjing, if that's the case, how can I face Qingqing? My dad's test is not easy."

He Jingjing snorted lightly and said ironically:

"Come on, you, you know that she is not Su Qingqing at all, but someone else has taken over Su Qingqing's body, if we can help her collect that soul and return the real Su Qingqing to her parents, they will You must be grateful to us!"

Mo Qian thought for a while and said, "But they don't seem to have said that Qingqing has any abnormalities?"

These days, Mo Qian often used the excuse of visiting Qingqing's parents to ask them about Qingqing's past. Of course, the more questions he asked, the more doubtful he would be.

"Don't deceive yourself, you know better than anyone else whether she is Su Qingqing or not. Don't say anything else, just say that she is strong in martial arts, can Su Qingqing know it? What did she learn from childhood, from kindergarten to university We have read all the materials, but we have never seen her practice martial arts, not to mention she is still very strong in martial arts, so maybe it is some kind of magic trick!" He Jingjing said.

To be honest, Mo Qian has almost concluded that Su Qingqing's identity is different, but these days, Qingqing's chivalry, kindness, simplicity and cuteness have given him another understanding of the soul. Qingqing is not like the one he studied before. The kind of monster who specializes in harming people.

But he couldn't tell He Jingjing, because He Jingjing, including the professor, were too eager for research results, and they were looking forward to the day when they would become famous.

"Okay then, let's try it without hurting her." Mo Qian said with a sigh.

He Jingjing stared displeasedly, and with a hint of jealousy, said in a low voice: "You don't really like her, do you?"

Mo Qian didn't reply, he couldn't express his feelings clearly, even if he talked about love, he couldn't talk about it, it could only be regarded as curiosity and sympathy.

The two walked in together, and saw from the monitor that Qingqing was sleeping, her brows were frowning, her hands were on the side of her face, and she was sleeping like a baby, which was very cute and made people feel more pitiful.

(End of this chapter)