Chapter 9
"Are you asleep?" Huo Ting's call came on time after nine o'clock in the evening.

After tidying up the house, Xia Qing sat upright on the sofa, "Not yet!" She responded softly.

On the other side, in the famous lvis French restaurant in Seoul, on a plate near the window, a tall and tall man in a suit stood outside the window looking at the dimly lit place in the distance.

When talking with Xia Qing, the man's voice became very soft, "What are you doing?"

On the opposite side, Xia Qing rubbed her pants with her hands on her knees, "Get ready for bed." For some reason, every time Xia Qing heard Huo Ting's soft voice, she felt sore in her heart.

For a long time, I pretended to be very strong, a fragile place that no one would touch, and suddenly one day someone broke in by mistake and messed with that fragile string.

The sound of each other's shallow breathing came from the receiver, and the two were silent for a while.

"I miss you!" Huo Ting said without hesitation. The relationship between the two is like a teacher and a student, like a lover.

The next day, Xia Qing got up at 6 o'clock. After seeing her daughter wake up, Zhang Huishu turned around and lifted the thin quilt. Maybe Xia Qing said, "Qing'er, why did you wake up so early?" Zhang Huishu took it while talking. Put on your clothes, although it is early in mid-September, but at this time there is only a little morning light in the sky.

When Zhang Huishu spoke, Xia Qing had already put on her clothes and tidied up, "Mom, you should be sleeping! You don't have to worry about housekeeping." After so much tossing around last night, the two mother and daughter didn't sleep well all night.

Zhang Huishu shook his head, the woman walked over and took Xia Qing by the collar and said, "I'll go! Then you, a college student, will clean up for others."

Xia Qing stroked the hair on her forehead to her ears, and slightly pursed the girl's beautiful diamond lips. The morning sunlight fell through the window onto her fair and soft cheeks, and she looked so pretty.

"Isn't housekeeping a job? You eat with your own hands." When she said this, she smiled slightly, two dimples appeared on both sides of her lips, she was stunning!

When I read Zhang Huishu, I was a little absent-minded. When I looked at her, I always thought of another person. She looked a little more like another person.

"Mom, what's the matter?" Seeing Zhang Huishu staring at her persistently, Xia Qing stretched out her hand and shook, "What are you looking at again?"

Zhang Huishu looked back and shook his head with a smile, "My daughter is so beautiful." Zhang Huishu's joke eased the tense atmosphere a lot.

After breakfast, Xia Qing drove the city bus to Ji’s house early. Nature filled every new day with hope. The sun was shining on the ground and it was coated with gold. The air in the morning was fresh and the sun had not yet risen. , less sweltering at noon.

"Are you here so early?" It was Ji's housekeeper who opened the door for Xia Qing, wearing a printed tulle skirt, she was a woman around 50 years old, she looked a bit fat at this age.

"Children of Zhang Huishu?"

Xia Qing nodded respectfully, "I'm here to help my mother with housekeeping."

"Yeah!" Chen Zhen glanced at Xia Qing in front of her. She looked about 18 or 9 years old, and she was wearing a light blue T-shirt, blue jeans, and white sneakers. He looked very obedient, "Come in!"

Xia Qing's actions were obviously a little cautious. When she entered the door, Housekeeper Chen asked her to change a pair of shoes, and then led her into the hall.

(End of this chapter)

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