Faced with Su's sudden request, Song Qingchun was stunned. Although she was puzzled, she nodded cleverly and said, "Okay."

There was no one in the hotel cafe. Song Qingchun and Su Mu found a sofa by the window and sat face to face.

In the early years, Su mother, with a child, lived a poor life. At that time, she was still very young. She always dreamed that she could sit like a girl of the same age and sit in Starbucks to pretend to have a cup of coffee. Later, she became more and more Rich, even the best coffee can be drunk, but she is not used to the smell, so after the waiter handed over the tea list, she ordered a pot of Biluochun that she has been drinking for years.

Biluochun was quickly brought up. Song Qingchun wanted to help make tea, but Su Mu first served the teapot, making high and low foam, and then orderly poured two cups of tea, first handing one of them to Song Qingchun.

"Thank you." Song Qingchun took both hands.

Su Su raised her head and smiled, and took another cup of tea. Please take a sip, the tea was full of fragrance, but her heart became more sad and joyful.

Su Mu didn't speak for a long time, just drinking tea in small sips.

Her silent appearance gave Song Qingchun a bad hunch in her heart. She looked at Su Mu from time to time. When she didn't know how many times she went to visit Su Mu, Su Mu held hands Put down her teacup and gave her a charity smile: "This tea is not bad."

Song Qingchun didn't even taste the taste of this tea. When she heard Su's words, she nodded her head slowly, and she cooperated with a "huh" sound.

Su Mu poured the boiled water into the teapot, and still filled the two teacups with the elegant appearance of the tea pair just now.

Song Qingchun finally couldn't help but open her mouth when she brought up the tea cup: "Aunt Su, do you want to tell me something?"

"Well." Su said with a reply. She hadn't figured out how to speak. She paused and said, "It's cold outside, drink some hot tea first, warm your body, and wait for a while."

She said so, even though Song Qingzheng was curious at heart, she was embarrassed to ask questions, so she pretended to be so calm.

After Su made tea for the fourth time, she finally opened her mouth: "Youth, first of all, I want to say thank you to you. Thanks to you for taking care of Anian."

Song Qingchun will lift the teacup to her mouth and fall: "Aunt Su, where are you talking about? Su Zhinian was injured because of me. This is what I should do."

Mother Su smiled, but the problem that she should not thank was to do too much entanglement. She looked at Song Qingchun for a while, then dropped her eyes down, sighed slightly, and immediately opened the door and said: "Youth Don’t hide from you, the reason why I have frequent incidents these past few days is to give A Nian a job interview."

Interview nursing? Song Qingchun's expression was slightly stunned, and she knew the purpose of Su Mu's appointment here.

Su Mu organized the language briefly, and then began to say: "This is something I didn't do well. After all, you have a job and your father wants to accompany you. There is no reason for you to take care of Anian like this day and night..."

Song Qingchun was not sure whether Su Mu was polite to herself, or there was other deep meaning behind her words. She pursed her lips slightly and didn't speak.

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