She was wearing a white dress today with long flowing hair. She was sitting dignifiedly next to Mrs. Yi. She had the unique elegance of a music student. Just sitting there, she looked like the person in the painting.
Mrs. Yi called her over: "Qianqian, Qingqing is back. You haven't seen each other for a year, right? Come over and talk for a while."
Su Qianqian tightened her collar. When she just took a shower, she saw that Yi Ningxiu had bitten the skin in several places on her neck. The man looked like a noble man, but he was extremely rough in bed.
I really don’t know how those pretty female celebrities and models tolerate him...
She walked over with a smile, sat next to Mrs. Yi, and said, "Mom, Qingqing and I met yesterday."
After hearing what she said, Mrs. Yi turned around and patted Su Qingqing on the head, with a somewhat complaining tone: "It's been so long since I came back, why don't you come back to see mom? I've always been worried about you!"
"Qingqing is busy with work, so there's nothing we can do about it." Su Qianqian comforted her from the side.
"I have some free time today and came here, but I have an interview tomorrow morning, so I can't stay at home." Su Qingqing followed Su Qianqian's words.
"Qingqing, you can also stay here. Uncle Lin can ask the driver to take you there tomorrow."
"My assistants are all in the hotel. It's too troublesome to go back and forth." Su Qingqing said with a smile, "I will be free next month. Now that I have just come back, the domestic programs and interviews are already fully booked and I can't get away. Mom, wait a minute.
I’m free, can I spend more time with you?”
Mrs. Yi sighed, held her hand and talked for a long time. One time she said she had lost weight, another time she was afraid that she would be cold. She asked Uncle Lin to go to a luxury store to buy some fur coats and send them to her, and then asked her about her pocket money.
I don’t even have enough money, so if I don’t have enough, ask her for it.
She talked a lot in bits and pieces, and in the end, she completely forgot about Su Qianqian.
Su Qianqian leaned on the sofa, watching Mrs. Yi and Su Qingqing enjoying themselves and laughing happily. Mrs. Yi's graceful face was already smiling. It was something she had never seen before, and she also loved her.
Kind, but that kind of kindness is always separated by a layer of distance, letting her know that she is an adopted daughter.
But Su Qingqing is different.
Mrs. Yi truly loved her as her own daughter.
When she was a child, she might have been envious and jealous of why two people who came in at the same time were treated completely differently, but as this situation continued, she accepted it.
Su Qingqing was born to be noble, but Su Qianqian was born to be as lowly as the earth...
Is this really the case?
She thought about when she was very young, when her parents were still alive and her family was poor, her mother would make some gadgets and take her out to sell them. It was freezing cold, and she was led by her mother on the street when she was six or seven years old.
While setting up a stall, Su Qingqing was playing the piano at home.
Everyone said that Qingqing was a born musician and was born to study music, so her parents saved money and spent tens of thousands to buy a good piano. Su Qingqing also lived up to expectations. Children usually need to practice music for a month.
She can pop up after just one week of practice.
Maybe it's true that the two of them were born different.
This is life.
She was a little unmotivated. Seeing the lively conversation between Mrs. Yi and Su Qingqing, she got up and wanted to leave. Before she could stand up, Yi Ningxiu walked in from the door and called Mrs. Yi: "Mom."