Chapter 561
"Good morning, have you got up?" Su Qin\'s breath smothers, looking at this simple greeting, her heart seems to be hurt by something.
She stared at this sentence, but did not return to the past for a long time. She wanted to return, but could not.
Suqin holds the mobile phone in his hand, sticks it tightly to his chest, continues to close his eyes, but can\'t sleep.
Maybe the man opposite didn\'t receive her reply, so he didn\'t send it back. He thought she was still sleeping. Suqin looked at the quiet mobile phone, but he didn\'t feel relieved. Instead, he was helpless.
Suqin got up at 8 o\'clock and went downstairs. She was wearing a different professional uniform. She was wearing a lazy white sweater, her long hair was tied at the back of her head at will, and her face was clean and clear. Under the background of such a dress, she still had a girl\'s breath.
Li Qian came out with breakfast and looked up at her eldest daughter. She couldn\'t help but secretly rejoice. Although her daughter is old, her face and temperament are quite small.
"Qin! Mom! When I met Aunt Zhang in the morning, I asked him to arrange it. It\'s easy to say that I can meet a lawyer this noon. The lawyer is very interested in you. He is said to be a very good barrister! " Li Qian\'s Suqin first raised a wake-up call.
Suqin\'s hand was stiff when she was drinking water. She turned to look at her mother. "Mom, do you need to be so fast? I\'m not ready. "
"What\'s the preparation? If you\'re past, people will be satisfied." Li Qian said, very confident in her daughter, "you can rest assured that you have absolutely no problem."
Sue didn\'t smile. Her mother just didn\'t know. She was just perfunctorizing her. She was so warm-hearted.
Just then, the doorbell rang. Li Qian asked curiously, "who is that?"
Suqin\'s nerves couldn\'t help tightening. Although she didn\'t know who it was, she found her more these two days. She put down her cup and said, "Mom, I\'ll open the door."
With that, Suqin picked up a coat and wrapped it up. Then she rushed into the cold yard. She reached out to open the outside door and saw a familiar black car, which is usually used in politics.
The driver got out of the car and smiled at her. "Hello, Miss Su. I\'m here to deliver something."
"Su Qin is slightly a Zheng," send what thing? "
"I have been entrusted by you to send you a bunch of flowers." After that, the driver carefully opened the front passenger\'s seat door and took out a bunch of very fresh and beautiful blue roses. Suqin took them, and the price of these roses was very high.
Su Qin\'s heart sighed. Even if he didn\'t need to ask more, he knew who was the flower giver.
The driver quickly said to leave. Suqin went back to the hall with flowers in her arms. While her mother was busy cleaning up in the kitchen, she hurried upstairs, entered the room and took out a small card.
"Good morning, miss you." A simple sentence, and then, Chen word, write very strong and powerful.
Suqin knew it was sent by xuanyuanchen. Before she looked at the flowers carefully, her mobile phone rang. This time, it was the phone. Suqin picked up the phone and looked at the words on it.
He called.
Suqin hesitated for a moment, but she still pretended to pick it up in a normal tone, "Hello!"
"Got the flowers?"
"Well, yes, thank you." In Suqin\'s tone, there was a kind of politeness.
"Do you like it?"
"Don\'t waste money on flowers. They are very expensive." Suqin looked at this bunch of blue roses. She knew that the market price could be several hundred yuan each.
Xuanyuanchen in that end can\'t help but be teased by her words low laugh out a voice, "do you think I can\'t even send flowers?"
Suqin pursed her lips bitterly. What she wanted to express was not that.
"Why not return my message in the morning?"
Suqin replied a little modestly, "I I didn\'t see it. "
Xuanyuanchen did not blame the meaning of, "how is life at home?"
"It\'s very good. I didn\'t spend much time with my parents before. This time, I can accompany them well." After that, Suqin heard her mother calling her downstairs. She said, "I\'ll stop talking. My mother told me to have breakfast. I\'m going downstairs."
"Well, go!" Xuanyuanchen answered softly.
Suqin first cut off the phone, and then hurriedly went downstairs.
Downstairs, Suqin is absent-minded to eat breakfast. Li Qian talks with the aunt who is dating her on the phone. She is very successful in arranging the time and place of Suqin\'s blind date this afternoon.
"Qin! It\'s all arranged. At 2:30 this afternoon, in the Starbucks Cafe not far from our home, you can meet each other and get to know each other well. ""Yes, I will." Suqin nodded. She didn\'t want to refuse, even though she didn\'t have much hope for these blind dates.
She\'s a little confused inside, so it\'s better to go out.
At 2:30 p.m., after lunch, Suqin is ready to go out. Li Qian immediately catches her and says angrily, "this is how you dress for your blind date! Go back and change for me. "
"Mom, what\'s wrong with me?" Suqin was a little funny. She didn\'t have any clothes. She went out in an old down jacket two years ago.
"Hurry back to your room and put on your new windbreaker."
"Mom, no, it\'s good."
"What\'s good? Wait for me. I\'ll get it for you." Li Qian absolutely forbids her daughter to neglect this blind date. She goes back to her room and goes downstairs with her windbreaker.
But Suqin had already driven away, and Li Qian stood at the door and stamped her feet angrily, "this dead child, how can I get married in this way?"
Li Qian is a broken hearted mother.
Suqin drove to the entrance of Starbucks cafe, stopped the car, picked up the bag and went down.
Her long hair is casually draped behind her head. She is pure and plain. Except for a watch on her wrist, there is no place to embellish her body with bright colors. Except for her unadorned face, she looks like a lotus.
After Suqin arrived, she went to the hall to have a look. At this time, a middle-aged man immediately stood up and waved to her. "Miss Su, you are miss Suqin! This way! "
Suqin looked up and his eyes were slightly dazed. The lawyer said at least 35! Maybe it\'s overuse of the brain that leads to his precarious hairline. The whole person feels like a greasy uncle.