Because she felt that maybe as long as she left, Lu Jingchen would stop attacking the Xiao family and let the Xiao family go.
"You plan to go back to the United States" Song Qingyou looked at Xiao Lingyue in surprise and said in surprise.
Xiao Lingyue was talking about returning to the United States, not going to the United States.
Does this mean she won't come back for a long time?
"Well, my studies have been completed, and the Xiao family also has business in the United States.
I can go to American companies to train."
It might be a good choice for her to leave the capital.
The capital city carries too many memories for her, and she will always think of bits and pieces of the past inadvertently.
When she goes to the United States, she can also help Xiao Jinnian manage the company, and she can also train herself.
The most important thing is that maybe after she leaves, her mother Shen Han will live a happier life instead of being as depressed as she is now.
Song Qingyou quietly looked at Xiao Lingyue's soft profile profile and her wandering gaze without saying a word.
In my youth, people come and go.
There are too many choices in the road of life, and there are too many gatherings and separations.
There are always people coming and going, and some people leaving and coming.
No matter who you are, you should not hinder others' progress, let alone influence their choices.
Since Xiao Lingyue chose to leave, she had her own reasons for leaving.
Song Qingyou suddenly felt a little emotional.
In fact, after today's contact with Xiao Lingyue, she quite liked his frank character.
She had never met such a person who could honestly tell him everything he had ever done.
The boundless blue sky is glowing with red clouds, and the land filled with cold mist is immersed in wisps of cold air.
Through the gaps in the mist, thousands of light and shadows fall on the world.
The warm winter sun pours in through the glass windows, and wisps of cool beams of light fill the quiet and elegant cafe.
Quiet, quiet. s city The goose-feather heavy snow is slowly falling, like reed flowers and willow catkins, falling and spinning endlessly, like light goose feathers dancing in the air.
The snow-capped scenery makes the sky and earth the same color, and the whole city is shrouded in silver.
Looking at the snow-covered Dijinglan Mountain in front of him, Song Qingyou suddenly felt like he was in another world.
It was obvious that she was only gone for a while, so why did she feel like it had been a long, long time?
"Come in, it's cold outside."
Lu Jingchen opened the door and saw Song Qingyou behind him looking absentmindedly at the calm sea under Lanshan Mountain, motionless, so he reminded her in a low voice.
Her wandering thoughts were interrupted.
Song Qingyou turned around and realized that she was stunned looking at the sea.
She shook her head in amusement and followed Lu Jingchen into the villa.
"Mommy, let me change your shoes."
As soon as he walked into the house, Song Nianchen, who was in Lu Jingchen's arms, broke away from his arms, opened the shoe cabinet and took out a pair of women's cotton slippers, raised his head and said to Song Qingyou with an obedient expression.
The milky sound made Song Qingyou smile slightly.
"Thank you Chen Bao."
Lu Jingchen, who was on the side, raised his eyebrows in surprise when he saw Song Nianchen's actions, and then the old god waited on the ground for the little milk baby to give him slippers. result After the little baby put Song Qingyou's slippers on, she skipped and followed Song Qingyou to the living room without even looking at him.
Seeing Song Nianchen's bouncing back, Lu Jingchen's face darkened, and she bent down with a depressed look on her face to get her slippers to put on.
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