The National Male God is a Girl: BOSS Fancy Pet

Xia Xi doesn't care, Zhan Yu has been with her for too long, and it's time to come back and inherit the family business.

"I'll prepare some girls' supplies for you when I come back."

"OK!"

Xia Xi stretched, leaned over and kissed Zhan Yu's cheek: "Then I'll go to bed first, good night, Mr. Zhan!"

Mr. Zhan?

Zhan Yu pursed his lips and raised his head, his eyes followed Xia Xi's back until she disappeared at the end of the stairs.

Mr. Zhan!

Heh, that sounds pretty good.

Looking at the snacks on the table, they were all divided into several piles, and there was a note under each pile.

Su Qingge's, Su Qing's, Chen Nan's, and his, etc...

Comparing the size of his pile with that of others, Zhan Yu was surprised to find that his pile seemed to be a little more than the others.

He lowered his head and looked carefully, and sure enough, there was an extra pack of seaweed slices.

As expected, Xiaoxi still cared about him the most.

Zhan Yu was in a good mood. Thinking of the end, he put the extra pack of seaweed slices at the end, but tore open the dried durian first.

The moment the smell gushed out of the packaging bag, He Zhen's voice also sounded faintly: "Your ones also stink? Could it be that they are all expired!!"

Zhan Yu ignored him, just picked up a piece of dried durian and stared at the light for a long time.

Smelly?

Sorry, he can't smell it.

He just thinks it's very fragrant.

It tastes crunchy, sweet, and quite fragrant.

He Zhen: ...

There is something wrong with your taste! !

Zhan Yu, you are still a heavy mouth! !

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The few days of exams ended soon, and Xia Xi boarded the plane back to Emperor Island.

Zhan Yu saw him off in person, it was rare that Zhan Lang didn't say anything.

Helped Xiaoxi tidy up all the luggage, Zhan Yu rubbed the top of her hair, and said softly, "Go early and come back early."

Xia Xi smiled: "Okay!"

There is nothing superfluous, but we both understand each other's feelings.

After getting on the plane, Zhan Yu watched the plane leave before returning to the car, turning around and leaving.

At this time, Su Qingge was packing his luggage at home.

"Dad, what are you going to do?"

Su Qing was very curious. Dad has never left the old house for so many years. Where is he going to pack his luggage?

"I'm going to the imperial capital."

"Why?? Go now?"

Su Qing was very surprised, why didn't she say a word, she was going to the imperial capital all of a sudden? ?

And the Su family didn't have any relatives there, if there were any, she glanced at the wall, only to find that her mother's photo was gone.

"Dad, you..."

Are you going to see the Meng family in the imperial capital?

She couldn't ask this question, because when she thought about the past, she subconsciously found it difficult to say it.

"Maybe meet that old thing, but Daddy's not afraid of him!"

Su Qingge closed the suitcase.

"But Dad, why do you want to go there?"

The two families have not had any contact for so many years, so it has been peaceful, and now it has passed, what is it?

Su Qingge picked up the suitcase and looked back at his daughter. He hesitated for a long time, as if he wanted to say something, but when he reached the point of his mouth, there was only one sentence left: "Su Qing, do you trust Dad?"

Su Qing was taken aback, not knowing what the old man was talking about, but still nodded: "You are my father, I don't believe you, who do I believe?"

Su Qingge smiled satisfied: "Then you are here, waiting for Dad, remember, you, try to go to the imperial capital as little as possible."

"I see."

Su Qing nodded.

Meng Jingtian, Mr. Meng almost snatched her away back then, but she still has lingering fears when she thinks about it.