After the divorce, the paranoid commander asks for attention every night

Chapter 90 The Young Master Is Too Perfect
Lou Zhanxiao's vision accurately caught the passing figure in the crowd, and Lou Zhanxiao left his mother on the spot and followed silently.

The opening ceremony is over, now is the free time for freshmen.

Jonny O'Neill frowned and stood under the sun umbrella. Naturally, a servant held the umbrella for him.

"Master, are you unhappy?"

The housekeeper brought a handkerchief, and Johnny wiped his hands with a bad look on his face: "At the beginning, I wanted to make friends with No.1, after all, he is better than me. Now this No.1 has a brain twitch and chooses the logistics department. It seems There is no need to make friends anymore, Blue Star is indeed a garbage planet, the highest level of the mecha is only D, and there is not even a single person who surpasses me on the entire planet."

"Young master is too perfect." The housekeeper echoed.

"Hmph, I want to study quickly and skip a level. I heard that the capital star is all masters, and Second Lieutenant Lou will return to the capital star's military headquarters. That's where I, Jonny O'Neal, should be. This remote garbage blue star, Not worthy!"

"Yes, young master."

The two of them walked further and further away as they talked, obviously heading towards the dormitory.

On the other side, Xia Xingxi took her father into the cafeteria, bought food with the meal card given by the school, and the father and daughter sat down to have dinner.

"Xing Xing, Dad left you 50 star coins for you to use at school."

"Oh, thank you Dad!" Although I have money, but my own father doesn't know it, in order to avoid trouble, it's better to accept it.

"Dad, eat, eat more."

Seeing his daughter picking up vegetables for him, Xia Chen was moved for a while. He looked at his daughter's face carefully. 24 years old is the most beautiful age. I only had this daughter in my 300s, so I naturally cherish her very much.

"Xing Xing, why...why did you choose the logistics department? Dad thought that you would insist on returning to the mecha department."

Obviously his daughter is very good at repairing mechs and has a talent for manufacturing, at least he can tell.

Xia Chen was very worried. He could guess that Xia Yue'er had done something wrong, but he didn't understand why his daughter didn't refuse in that situation. With No.1 grades, any school would agree to it. Why was it? logistics?

"There's a lot of logistics time, Dad, don't worry, I know what I'm doing." Xia Xingxi patted her chest and assured: "You should pay more attention to the movements of Second Uncle and the others when you go back. Although everything has been arranged, I still won't Don't worry, don't stand out if something happens, you must tell me first, the two of us discuss it, Dad, remember, don't act on your own, remember, I will worry about you. "

The little padded jacket is just the little padded jacket, Xia Chenyou nodded with red eyes: "Dad knows."

As he spoke, the man clicked on his brain, and passed an encrypted file to Xia Xingxi: "This is Dad's experience in repairing mechas. You can take it. Although you didn't choose the mecha department, Dad knows you still like this. Be a mecha. Hobbies are also good, Xing Xing, you have already experienced an unhappy marriage, and dad will not stop you from doing what you want to do next, dad just wants you to be happy."

He was kicked out by his natal family at the age of 24. Xing Xing was going to suffer this kind of crime at such a young age. Xia Chen naturally felt distressed, so the logistics department should focus on logistics, as long as Xing Xing is happy.

"Well, okay, so is Dad. Be happy."

There was a warm atmosphere between the father and daughter, but a certain ex-husband was sitting in a private room not far away, staring at this side through the single-sided glass.

It's not easy for his father-in-law to come forward. After all, the two families have a deep misunderstanding now, so he only has one goal now.

Stars, my wife.

(End of this chapter)