After I went bankrupt, the school beauty became a CEO and wanted to support me?

yesorno?

The kitchen was bustling with activity, and the faint aroma of delicious food wafted out.

But Su Qingwan didn't pay attention.

The hand holding the photo tightened inch by inch, and the knuckles began to turn white.

If she said yes, how would Song Wanbai view her? Would she think she was stingy? Wouldn't her impression of her be lowered?

If she said no, then why would Song Wanbai ask this? It was obvious that she knew something. If she didn't admit it, her impression points would continue to decline.

How to do?How to do?

It seems that no matter how I answer, it will lower my impression of my future mother-in-law.

Su Qingwan's face was calm, but her heart was already in turmoil.

Think for a moment.

She raised her head and looked back into Song Wanbai's eyes without dodging. She felt a little unnatural and her voice trembled slightly as she said:

“It is the choice of statement that matters.”

"Whoever he chooses will naturally stand by his side."

Perfect answer.

Absolutely the perfect answer!

For a mother, the flesh that falls from her body during the ten months of pregnancy is the most important.

But she would not really give all the choices to Chen Shuo.

Yu Lingling couldn't take Chen Shu away.

And she would not give Yu Lingling any chance to snatch Chen Shuo away.

Not at all.

Even if Chen Shuo really chooses Yu Lingling...

She will also break them up and let Chen Shu know who is the best person for him.

Thus, helping to state the choice.

Song Wanbai lowered his head and glanced at her hand that was tightly clutching the photo frame, and couldn't help but wonder if his problem was so terrible?

Su Qingwan seemed particularly nervous.

And this answer is not like her style at all.

Thinking of Su Qingwan who entered the ward with a frosty look at that time, Song Wanbai still preferred her confident look.

Su Qingwan pursed her lips and did not move.

He felt uneasy and lost in thought because Song Wanbai was looking at him.

Just at this time.

"I understand."

Song Wanbai held her nervous and cold hand and said softly:

"If you don't like something, you have to be open about it, otherwise people will think you don't mind at all."

"Similarly, if you like something, you should pursue it openly. Otherwise, why would good things happen to you?"

"The same goes for feelings."

Su Qingwan's tense heart was gradually soothed by Song Wanbai's gentle voice like the rippling of running water.

Can I go for it?

No one had ever told her that.

Even her grandmother who raised her would only tell her that this is her fate and she has to accept it.

Why?

Why is this my fate?

But now someone told her that if she doesn't like something, she can say it, but if she wants something, she can fight for it.

Su Qingwan only felt that something that had been missing in her heart was now filled.

Her throat felt sore:

"But grandma said that girls should..."

“There is no should and there is no shouldn’t.”

Song Wanbai interrupted her with a smile. Su Qingwan was cold and seemed to be able to handle everything with ease, but she was just a little girl trapped in the past.

She wrapped her warm hands around her slightly cold little hands and advised earnestly, "Girls should take good care of themselves. Look at how cold your hands are. You'll be the one who suffers when you get old!"

Now that the weather is getting cooler, you should still wear more clothes. You can’t sacrifice warmth for the sake of beauty.”

"Auntie, I understand."

Su Qingwan responded obediently, squinting her eyes and experiencing a feeling she had never experienced before. Happiness hit her heart like a flood, almost knocking her down, followed by her heart beating violently.

well.

Song Wanbai's favorability towards her did not decrease.

I even shared with her many interesting stories from my childhood.

on the sofa.

Song Wanbai placed the thick photo album on his lap. The cover was a little faded, but it was well preserved.