Rebirth of the Heavenly Empress

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"Qing Dang, my grandpa didn't say anything?" Yu Xiangyang packed all the medicinal materials and stared at Su Huiqi just out of the collection room.

Su Huiqing pulled out the medicine packaged in his hand and stuffed it into the bag, raising his eyebrows slightly, "Want to know why he didn't stay just now?"

Yu Xiangyang touched his head, "Isn't this afraid? You don't know that my grandfather played a set of punches all year round, which is particularly powerful!"

"Okay," Su Huiqing picked up his backpack, turned around and heard it casually, "Get up at five o'clock every morning and run for an hour in the morning, we can stick to it for a month, let's talk about other things."

Looking at her back, Yu Xiangyang clenched her fists, her face firm!

"This is Su Huiqin?" Master Yu slowly walked over from behind, his eyes gleaming with a pair of fine lights.

Yu Xiangyang nodded, "It's her. Don't listen to other people talking nonsense in the future. Dumping is not a waste. On the contrary, I feel lucky to be able to follow her. I hope you will not interfere in my circle of friends in the future."

Grandpa Yu raised his eyes, gave him a blank look, and then thought thoughtfully: "It's really different from the rumor, it feels like a person..."

"What?" His voice was so low that Yu Xiangyang couldn't hear it clearly.

"I mean, you are indeed very lucky," said Master Yu with his hands behind his back, and turned back to the warehouse. "I don't know, what the Zhang family knows is that it is such a person they want to divorce. How will it feel."

Yu Xiangyang shrugged, "Who knows?"

"Follow her well, we won't interfere with you in the future," Mr. Yu walked into the house, watching all the oldest medicinal materials taken away. "The three big families in Qingshi have tried their best to enter the international center for so many years. It’s a pity that no one can succeed, Zhang family even hesitated to tear the face with the Su family...”

Wisdom flashed in his cloudy eyes.

It is rumored that Shen An'an was chosen by Professor Zhou and accepted as a student. This illegitimate female limelight has long overshadowed Miss Su Jiada.

Professor Zhou, a well-known economist in China, was once invited to the International Center. If he could be seen by him, it would be a step closer to the International Center.

So Shen An'an is very eye-catching in Qingshi.

It's just that the ruthless waste of Miss Su is a leader like a long-time leader. In a word, even he will be shocked.

At present, the Su family is more than a Zhang family.

**

Su family.

"Qing Qing hasn't gotten up yet?" Su Ruohua put down a newspaper, pressed his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "I said, her morning exercises, and she can hold on for a week will go against the sky."

In the past two days, Su's condition has become better and better, and the worries between her eyebrows have also dissipated a lot.

Su Lun sighed, "Since I came back from a training class the day before yesterday, I closed myself in the house, maybe I heard some rumors, let her take a good rest."

Su's dissolution of marriage with Zhang's, plus the message posted outside, Su Lun knew that Su Huiqing felt uncomfortable.

"Grandfather, mom, good morning." As he said, Su Huiqing was lazily shaking from the upper floor.

The black hair was loosely tied up, the school uniform was draped like this, and the zipper was not closed.

The expression was lazy, not sad at all.

She took the backpack she had set aside and took it back, and then tossed a bag of things into Uncle Chen's hand. "Uncle Chen, please give me Grandpa."

"Grandpa Yu, which one is Grandpa?" Uncle Chen was a little ignorant.

Su Huiqing took two buns and a box of milk and walked to the door. He turned his head and heard a chuckle. "Grandpa Yu Xiangyang, which one do you say?"

After talking, pacing out the buns.

Leaving a room of a bit awkward person.

"Grandpa Yu?" Su Lun was a little shocked. "Yu's family has a weird temper and has a subtle relationship with the International Center. Zhang family's repeated visits haven't obtained any benefits. When did she have such a good relationship with Yu's people?"

**

Qingshi No. 1 Middle School.

Su Huiqing was drinking milk, standing under the building, raised his head slightly, and squinted at the teaching building enveloped by the morning light.

It feels like a dream.

Suddenly, she reached out.

"Ah!" a boy cried out, "you, you, what do you want to do?"

After Su Huiqin drank the milk, he threw it away, and the empty box fell into the trash bin ten meters away.

"Delete." Su Hui tilted his collar, turned his head, and smiled coldly.

Two words.

The boy shook, "Delete? What to delete?"

Su Huiqing did not speak, and directly pulled out the camera in his hand.

Shown above is a photo just taken.

The young girl was standing downstairs in the teaching building. Her backpack was casually placed behind her, with milk in her mouth, her head slightly raised, and her eyes narrowed.

The school uniform was draped loosely, and some messy hair was slightly raised.

Chenguang wrapped her half of her face, the smooth and perfect outline seemed to be coated with a layer of golden light.

Anyone who sees it will froze a second of photos, and Su Huiqing deleted them all without blinking.

"Don't shoot me next time." Su Huiqiang returned the camera to him, and he walked upstairs with his backpack.

The boy looked at her with grievance, "Why did you delete it, and it was clearly beautiful."

Su Huiqi only raised his hand and laid it on the escalator, his fingertips were slender and white as jade.

She made five fingerprints on the stainless steel escalator.

"Did you see?" She carelessly touched her hair, and then she turned her head slightly, and the corner of her mouth was slightly hooked. "If you shoot again, I will kill you, understand?"

Seeing the boy's face being struck by thunder, she walked into the classroom in a good mood.

In the classroom, everyone was chatting and chatting.

Qu Yan is arguing blushing with a boy.

"Why? Let's not let people talk about getting out of marriage, let's not talk about waste?" The boy raised the paper in his hand, "Shen An'an is awesome, can compare with the people in the International Center, can she waste Su?"

"Worri! You give me!" Qu Yan jumped up, trying to get back the paper.

The two were in trouble.

"Please be quiet in the morning reading." Gu Li stood up and glanced here.

Gu Li is the class leader and a good student in the top ten. Most people will give him a little face.

When Qu Yan saw him, he counseled and immediately returned to his seat. The boy who was quarreling with Qu Yan also sat down and raised his paper proudly towards Qu Yan.

Qu Yan's teeth tickled with hatred.

The boy smiled triumphantly and then gave the paper to the same table for research.

Suddenly, a shadow appeared over his head.

brush!

The paper in his hand was taken away.

At the same time, Qu Yan's voice sounded, "Don't look at it!"

As the boy looked up, a figure was sitting at his desk, legs crossed, carrying backpack in one hand, paper in one hand, eyebrows drooping, carefully browsing the content on the paper.

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