He is paranoid and warm

"She went abroad to get some experience, so she can get a job in a good unit when she comes back, right? Zhongnan Hospital?"

Xiao Yu must have given a good quota, otherwise Li Musha would not have easily agreed to stop making trouble.

Xiao Yu did not answer this question, and Sheng Shushu did not ask any more questions.

Xiao Yu asked her: "Song Fusheng resigned, you knew it a long time ago."

Sheng Shushu looked out the window and said, "I don't know."

Xiao Yu naturally didn't believe it. He turned his head slightly and looked at her profile.

A strand of long hair fluttered with the inertia of the car body, forming a kind of light and shadow interweaving with her long eyelashes.

It reminded Xiao Yu of the first time she came to his special class.

The girl held a book and said she came to ask him a question, but her eyes were only on his face.

He tapped the page, and her eyelashes trembled, then curved up, full of superficial admiration: Professor Xiao is so handsome!

Xiao Yu hadn't seen that kind of look in her eyes for a long time.

What replaced it was a clear sense of defense at first, and now a clear sense of clarity.

She dared to suddenly change her mind and continue to invest in Huazhong. She must have been quite sure at the beginning. At least half of Song Fusheng's resignation was her doing?

From her first night on, she was a completely different person.

Sheng Shushu felt as if there were thorns on the side of her face, knowing that Xiao Yu was staring at her. She resisted the urge to look back and continued to look at the street scene aimlessly.

I also remembered something, "Song Fusheng resigned, so I'm afraid Song Mingzhu's application will be ruined?"

Before, the background was unstable, but now it’s gone.

Although Song Fusheng retired at the right time, he is no longer in office and his glory is not as great as when he was in office.

Xiao Yu didn't seem to care much and didn't say a word.

Sheng Shushu then turned around and looked at him.

She was a little curious, "Does Professor Xiao like someone like Miss Song?"

Aloof, noble, with a cold temperament, he comes from a dancing background and is like a proud white crane.

Although they are both art students, there is really no similarity between them and the former Sheng Shushu.

As for her present state, Lu Banxia had given her evaluation before.

She is not as aloof and noble as Song Mingzhu, but there is a kind of coolness in her bones that has never been noticed before.

If Song Mingzhu is like a proud white crane, then Sheng Shushu is more like a dazzling flamingo.

She has a coolness and liveliness that Song Mingzhu does not have.

After listening to this, Sheng Shushu had only one conclusion: She was not Xiao Yu's type anyway.

Xiao Yu's eyes were deep, "Why do you like someone so much and why is it just a certain type?"

Sheng Shushu thought about it.

She felt that a person's love was just within a certain framework, and it was impossible for them to be deeply in love with someone for a lifetime.

She stopped talking and the topic ended.

The car stopped outside the Xiao residence.

She went in with Xiao Yu. When Mrs. Xiao saw them, there was visible relief in her eyes.

Xiao Yu had always been reluctant to return to the Xiao family. Recently, not only did he come back, he was also willing to do things from the Xiao family's perspective. He took good care of Xiaoshu!

Mr. Xiao must be the happiest about this.

Wang Cixin was originally worried that the old man and Xiao Yu would not get along.

Before, the old man really wanted Xiao Yu to come back so that they could complement each other and gain both fame and fortune. However, from Wang Cixin’s previous interactions, she felt that Xiao Yu had a grudge against the old man.

Recently, it seems that this may be an illusion.

Sheng Shushu followed him into the living room and behaved well, eating fruit with him and helping Mrs. Xiao with embroidery.

When everyone else was busy and they were alone in the living room, Sheng Shushu suddenly looked at Madam Xiao:

"Aunt Xiao, my mother's death, does it have anything to do with my engagement?"

Wang Cixin paused for a moment and smiled, "Why do you ask? Your mother and I are good friends, so I have to take care of you."

Sheng Shushu also nodded.

Then he suddenly asked, "I am not Sheng Huanian's daughter, did you know that?"

"Hiss!" Wang Cixin's hand trembled, and the embroidery needle pierced directly into the flesh.

Sheng Shushu glanced over, frowned, and quickly took away the embroidery, "Is it deep?"

It is very easy to get infected if you get pricked by an embroidery needle.

The living room became chaotic.

Sheng Shushu went to find the medicine box. She was very skilled at squeezing blood and applying medicine.

The question seemed to have been revealed, but Sheng Shushu had been observing Mrs. Xiao, and she was sure that Mrs. Xiao knew about it.

So, after everything settled down, Sheng Shushu didn't care about Madam Xiao's expression and continued the topic:

"Aunt Xiao, since she knows that I'm not even a daughter of the Sheng family, why is she still willing to form an alliance?"

Originally, the Sheng family and the Xiao family are a perfect match.

In this case, she is simply dust on the ground. Is Aunt Xiao just doing this for the sake of her friend?

It's such a big thing, and Mr. Xiao doesn't even object?

Before Mrs. Xiao could reply, Xiao Qingzhou and Xiao Haiyin came back from outside.

"His uncle didn't come?" Xiao Haiyin asked.

Madam Xiao pointed to the backyard and said, "Here I am. I'm on the phone."

Xiao Haiyin nodded, "Dad might want to see him."

Sheng Shushu knew that the old man was about to go abroad for recuperation, but suddenly he found out about the affair between Xiao Qingzhou and Li Musha, and was so angry that he didn't leave.

After a while, the old man did come downstairs.

His mental state is not very good. Mrs. Xiao just said that Mr. Xiao knew that Sheng Min was gone.

They knew each other and had some interactions hidden from the outside world, so it must be sad.

Sheng Shushu sat there and listened to the old man speaking a few words of concern to her, his future granddaughter-in-law, as usual after he sat down.

"The incident between Xiao Qingzhou and the girl surnamed Li is over."

"Even if you two kids really can't be husband and wife, can you still be friends?"

"Don't stop communicating with each other in the future."

Of course, Mr. Xiao said these words to Sheng Shushu, and she knew it.

She also smiled and responded, "We will get along. You, Aunt Xiao, and Uncle are all good to me. I can't be so ungrateful."

The words made several people laugh.

Xiao Qingzhou sneered at her, "I told you to study harder and be less of a fangirl, but you even made mistakes in elementary school idioms."

It was rare for Sheng Shushu not to argue with Xiao Qingzhou today.

She did know how good the Xiao family was to her. From the very beginning, the old man had been paying attention to her out of superstition, thinking that she would bring good luck to the Xiao family, but he was indeed good to her.

They were chatting in a friendly manner at the moment, and Sheng Shushu glanced at Mr. Xiao inadvertently.

She realized that Mr. Xiao was looking at her with that look again.

Somewhat ethereal, some absent-minded.

Sheng Shushu had discovered this before.

But she just thought that it was because the old man had poor eyesight and was in a bad mood, so he was daydreaming.

Until now, she felt that the old man was looking at something else through her?

She took a sip of tea, then raised her eyes and looked past Xiao Yu.

Coincidentally, I found Xiao Yu looking at Xiao Lao.

However, Xiao Yu's eyes did not show the kindness of a father or a filial son, but rather a primitive coldness, the kind of indifference that she was very familiar with, even sharp.

He seems to dislike Mr. Xiao?

This is what Sheng Shushu summarized from his previous life.

In their previous life, before and after their marriage, Xiao Yu almost never returned to the old house and did not stage any reunion or harmony with Old Xiao.

I don’t know if Mr. Xiao noticed Xiao Yu’s gaze, and he also withdrew his gaze from her.