He Is Warmer Than Time

This time Mu Guohui didn't drink much. After all, his grievances were vented last time. This time he only had a few drinks and didn't talk to Tang Ji'an much, so he deliberately left him hanging.

The family gathered in a small living room, around a small square dining table, eating hot dishes and delicious food.

How good.

On the other side, Zhong Qi lived alone in the huge bungalow that did not belong to her, and could not sleep peacefully.

Tomorrow, she is going to send her mother away, finally leaving. A big trouble has been solved. The case is about to go to court. Winning the case may take a little effort, but losing the case is not easy.

In fact, Zhong Qi is very smart. She has already thought about it. Even if she can't get along with Deputy Dean Tang in the end, she will at least climb up to Mrs. Su.

She is still very confident about Mrs. Su's love and appreciation of her.

If she and Tang Vice Yuan can't make it, Mrs. Su will feel a little guilty for her, and she will definitely arrange another blind date for her.

According to Mrs. Su's contacts, it was really picking with closed eyes.

Zhong Qi sighed, no matter which way, she can accept it as long as she lives an upper class life.

Does Zhong Qi like Tang Ji'an?

Naturally, he likes it. Tang Ji'an has a good family background and is handsome. How can anyone not like him?

But Tang Ji'an is just a symbol. As long as they are of the same family background and similar appearance, Zhong Qi will also like it. What she likes is only other people's material, external, and the opportunity to provide her with the opportunity to upgrade.

Early the next morning, she quickly sent her mother away. When she came back, she saw Mrs. Su coming again. Mrs. Su was standing outside her bungalow and chatting with a woman.

She fixed her eyes, and the woman turned out to be her neighbor in the bungalow.

She was a little guilty of conscience immediately, searching her mind quickly, whether she had exposed anything outside the bungalow, whether she had called her mother, and whether she had been heard by others.

Regardless of so much, Zhong Qi parked the car, got out of the car and walked to Mrs. Su.

Mrs. Su turned her head to look at her. Fortunately, her eyes were normal, and she didn't mean to dislike her.

She breathed a sigh of relief and smiled at Mrs. Su: "Why are you here?"

Han Ping pointed to her driver: "Lamb from the northwest, I'll give you some."

Zhong Qi was a little proud. Mrs. Su really liked her. She would send her anything good. She was flattered and said: "Oh, Mrs. Su, if you have something, just keep it for yourself. I'm so I am ashamed of it."

Han Ping patted her hand: "You don’t have to tell me this. Others give it too much. You can’t finish it. If you live as a girl, you will definitely be negligent in life. Give it to you, hello. It's delicious."

Zhong Qi said gratefully: "Mrs. Su, thank you so much."

When the neighbor saw the two talking, he walked to his house.

Han Ping asked Zhong Qi: "Are your distant relatives still here?"

When Zhong Qi's neighbor heard this, he looked back at them, his eyes were a little complicated, and Zhong Qi's heart was stunned, and he quickly led Mrs. Su into his yard.

She whispered: "Well, let's go, I just sent her to the train station, and I can't live without people at home."

Mrs. Su: "Then you will live alone again in the future, do you want me to send you a nanny?"

Zhong Qi was frightened: "No, no, no."