Wei Xihua clenched his fist: "There are still ten days before I go to Imperial College!" He was confident that Mr. York would not fall out with the Imperial College admissions teacher because of Gu Xinyang... Of course, this is just a guess.
Su Luo nodded solemnly: "Yes, we only have ten days to go to Imperial College. Gu Xinyang will only suffer from physical pain for ten days at most. What are you in a hurry for?"
Wei Xihua gritted his teeth, but it was difficult to tell Su Luo that Lord York was as warm as the spring breeze to his friends, but as cold as the cold winter to his enemies! In Lord York's mansion, there is a counselor who is best at spiritual attacks. I'm afraid...
But this is just a guess and cannot be stated clearly.
Wei Xihua stared at Su Luo fiercely, but Su Luo smiled calmly and faced his fighting gaze without any sign of weakness.
The two people were facing each other coldly, and whoever spoke first would lose first.
At this moment, Su Luo heard the sound of footsteps.
At this time, a middle-aged woman walked in, saw Su Luo, and immediately laughed: "It turns out that Miss Su really lives here. If it weren't for Mr. Wei's guidance, I really wouldn't have been able to find my way here. I have to thank Mr. Wei a lot."
Already."
Su Luo had a little impression of this middle-aged nanny, because she was the one who accompanied Mrs. Zhao to find Xiao Nian before.
Wei Xihua also knew the grandma in front of him, so he couldn't help blurting out: "Mother Zhao."
Aunt Zhao smiled faintly at Wei Xihua, and then when she faced Su Luo, her smile deepened: "Miss Su, my wife has invited me. I wonder if you and this young master can move to the Zhao Mansion?"
Su Luo was too lazy to argue with Wei Xihua now, so she agreed: "That's it, I won't bother you."
Aunt Zhao's smile was warm and bright: "Why, our wife is full of praises for the girl. It is an honor for our family to invite the girl. In this case, why don't we leave now?"
Aunt Zhao glanced at Wei Xihua with a smile: "Is there anything else, Mr. Wei?"
"Su Luo, if you don't give me face today, don't think I will give you face when you get on the Shenglong!" Wei Xihua glanced at Su Luo with cold eyes, raised his hand and snorted: "Let's go!"
Then, he led a group of junior disciples away in a mighty manner, and his back looked very angry.
Aunt Zhao had far-reaching experience and was not impressed by Wei Xihua's indifference, so she enthusiastically took Su Luo and the little cub to the Zhao Mansion.
Zhao Mansion.
Mrs. Zhao saw Su Luo and personally greeted her.
The two exchanged pleasantries for a while, and the forthright Mrs. Zhao said: "Miss Su, I don't speak secretly. I invite you here today mainly to thank you for saving Xiao Nian's life."
Su Luo smiled faintly: "It's just a small gesture, it doesn't matter if you thank me or not."
"No." Speaking of this, Mrs. Zhao's face was serious and serious, "I have asked many people severely about what happened at that time. If you hadn't come to the rescue at that time, Xiao Nian would have been..."
Speaking of this, Mrs. Zhao's face turned pale, with obvious fear and unconcealable anger: "That Gu Xinyang, based on her father's reputation, is running rampant and unscrupulous in Meyer City, which is simply hateful!"
Su Luo nodded.
Mrs. Zhao added: "Wei Xihua went everywhere looking for people to intercede, and he also went to find you?"
Su Luo smiled faintly: "I heard that Aunt Zhao followed him backstage to find the inn."
Mrs. Zhao said helplessly: "Yes, if it were not like this, it would take a lot of effort to search. This is what my family meant. Because recently, all our energy has been put on Xiao Nian, and we have no time for him. As you know
, after Xiao Nian experienced that fright, the shadow of fear was left..."