Quick Wear: Love still depends on two love brains

The early morning sun shines through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the villa, casting large patches of warm light on the floor, and a faint aroma of coffee floats in the air.

When Quan Jiuxi dragged the silver suitcase out of the room, the three people downstairs raised their heads at the same time, their eyes fell on her, and they were stunned for a moment.

The girl was not wearing the pair of thin-framed glasses that always covered half of her face. Her long black hair was tied up into a neat ponytail, revealing her smooth and full forehead and complete face.

The sunlight fell on her face, outlining her delicate and almost sharp features.

The brow bones are clear, the tails of the eyes are slightly upturned, and the pupils are pure ink, like obsidian immersed in a cold pond, revealing a distant and cold light;

The nose bridge is high, the nose tip is slightly downturned, the lip line is clear, the lip color is a natural light pink, but it always seems like there is a hint of coldness in the lip.

She was wearing a simple white shirt and jeans, but she exuded a cold and snowy temperament. Standing there, she seemed to dim the light in the entire living room.

But that beauty is so dazzling that people can't take their eyes off it.

"That's better," Su Manli was the first to react. She walked forward quickly and reached out to touch her hair, but was afraid of messing up the carefully styled ponytail. In the end, she just patted her on the shoulder. Her eyes showed both a mother's pride in her daughter and a deep reluctance to let her go.

"You wear those shabby glasses all day, hiding such a pretty face. Look how good you look now, just like me when I was young!"

Quan Jiuxi pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled.

Her gaze passed Su Manli and fell on Mo Qinghan who was standing next to the sofa.

The boy was wearing a well-tailored black jacket, which made his figure look even taller and more slender. The top button of his white shirt was buttoned, revealing his clearly defined collarbone.

Her hair was combed meticulously, revealing a full forehead and sharp eyebrows, a high nose bridge, and a tight jawline. She exuded a sense of dignity and coldness that was inconsistent with her age, like a doll carefully displayed in a window, beautiful but without warmth.

But Quan Jiuxi could still see his bad mood at a glance.

His lips were tightly pursed, his jawline was tense, his knuckles were white as he gripped the phone, and his eyes, looking at her, were filled with surging emotions.

Like the sea surface covered by dark clouds, suppressing the storm that is about to break out.

"Xiao Xi," Mo Zhenxiong stepped forward and broke the brief silence. His voice was a little tired, but he tried to maintain a gentle tone.

“I have already made arrangements for a long-time partner of mine to pick you up when you arrive abroad.

He has a son named Angus, who knew Qinghan when they were children. He also went to your school and has a very cheerful personality. He can take care of you more."

"Angus?"

Mo Qinghan suddenly spoke, his voice low and with a hint of barely perceptible tension.

This was the first sentence he said that morning. Mo Zhenxiong looked at him in surprise, obviously not expecting him to be interested in this topic.

"Yes, that's Angus," Mo Zhenxiong nodded, a hint of relief in his tone, "I've met that kid before, he's sensible and enthusiastic. With him around, we can feel more at ease while you're there."

Mo Qinghan didn't say anything else, but the air pressure around him dropped a few degrees in an instant, as if even the air around him had become cold.

Quan Jiuxi saw it and understood it.

Mo Qinghan didn't say anything.

Angus is like a little sun, always full of energy, with a smile showing a row of white teeth, which is in stark contrast to his taciturn nature.

The two became friends probably because they both had an almost fanatical obsession with racing, but other than that, they had almost nothing in common.

Angus is talkative, enthusiastic and dazzling, like the strongest sunshine in summer, while I am silent, introverted and gloomy.

In contrast to Angus, the inferiority and darkness in his heart, which he could not hide to begin with, were now growing wildly.

Angus is so outstanding and goes to the same school as her. Will she fall in love with someone like him quickly?

If that were the case, what would he do?

Quan Jiuxi retracted his gaze and nodded politely to Mo Zhenxiong:

"Sorry to bother Uncle Mo."

Her voice was still cold and clear, without much emotion in it, but it made Mo Qinghan clench his fingers around the phone even tighter.

On the way to the airport, the car was silent.

People were coming and going in the airport hall, flight information was constantly being broadcast on the radio, and the air was filled with the smell of perfume, coffee and a faint smell of disinfectant.

When it was time to say goodbye, Mo Zhenxiong glanced at his watch, winked at Mo Qinghan, and led him to the rest area in the distance: "Qinghan, follow me."

Su Manli watched the two people walk away before turning around and looking at Quan Jiuxi with slightly red eyes.

She hesitated for a moment, and finally reached out and gently hugged Quan Jiuxi.

Quan Jiuxi's body stiffened for a moment. In the original owner's memory, the last time Su Manli hugged her like this was on her elementary school graduation day.

Although Su Manli had a hard time at that time, she still had some longing for life, unlike later when she was worn down by life and left with only aggressiveness and numbness.

The original owner's father died early, and Su Manli raised her daughter alone. In order to support her schooling, she set up stalls, delivered takeout, moved bricks on construction sites, and did all kinds of dirty and tiring work.

But she was so beautiful that even if she wore the cheapest clothes, it was difficult to hide her charm. Wherever she went, she was inevitably coveted and bullied.

Over time, she armed herself with aggressiveness and sharpness, and even gave up on herself at one point. If she hadn't been worried about her daughter, she would have collapsed long ago.

Quan Jiuxi gently raised his hand and hugged Su Manli back. His movements were a little awkward, but with a rare gentleness.

Just think of it as feeling this belated maternal love on behalf of the original owner.

"You've grown up," Su Manli let go of her, wiped her eyes, took out a bank card from her bag and put it in her hand, her voice choked with sobs.

“When you get there, you must take good care of yourself and don’t be reluctant to spend money.

There's 500,000 yuan in this card, which is what Mom saved over the years. You can use it for emergencies."

Quan Jiuxi took the bank card and felt the cold texture of the card with his fingertips.

She pulled out another black card from her pocket and handed it over:

"Same to you. There's 20 million here, take it and use it. Don't be too hard on yourself."

Su Manli was stunned for a moment, then chuckled, thinking she was joking: "Don't talk nonsense with your mother, she doesn't know you yet? How can you have so much money when you just started college?"

Quan Jiuxi raised his eyebrows and without saying anything, he took out his mobile phone, clicked on the transfer interface, entered the amount, and made the transfer using his foreign account.

Almost instantly, Su Manli received a bank deposit notification sound from her mobile phone.

She subconsciously took out her cell phone and looked at it. The long string of numbers on the screen made her gasp, her eyes widened, and the phone in her hand almost fell to the ground.

"Are you okay?" Quan Jiuxi quickly reached out to hold her arm, feeling a little helpless.

If I had known, I would have transferred less. It scared her.

Su Manli held Quan Jiuxi's arm, her fingertips trembling, her voice trembling with disbelief:

"Where did you get this money? Don't do anything stupid!"

"I made money from stock trading." Quan Jiuxi said briefly and his tone was as calm as if he was saying that the weather was nice today.

Su Manli looked at her in shock, sizing her up and down for a long time, and suddenly asked, "Are you still my daughter?"

Quan Jiuxi was slightly surprised. He didn't expect Su Manli to be so perceptive. He was just about to explain a few words.

But Su Manli suddenly put her hands together and bowed to the air, muttering something:

"The Quan family's ancestors are so proud! When I get back, I will definitely go back to the village and kowtow to your grandparents!"

Quan Jiuxi: "..."

"You use it first, and tell me if it's not enough." She stuffed the black card into Su Manli's hand with a serious tone.

Su Manli carefully put the card into her pocket, as if she was holding some rare treasure. The sadness on her face was instantly replaced by excitement:

"Don't worry, this is the money my daughter earned, I will definitely keep it safe for you!

I'll talk to your Uncle Mo when I get back. Although I'm his wife, the money is yours. Mom knows how to invest it and use it!"

Quan Jiuxi looked at the light that rekindled in her eyes and nodded.

Fortunately, although her mother is sometimes unreliable, she still knows what to do at critical moments.

"The flight to London has begun boarding. Passengers, please..." The boarding instructions came from the radio, interrupting the conversation between the two.

The smile on Su Manli's face faded instantly, and the sadness of parting returned. She patted Quan Jiuxi's hand:

"Go ahead, and let mom know you're safe when you get there."