Chapter 415 School Starts!
In the car, An Yue flipped through the clothes that Song's mother bought for her, and sighed, "Godmother is so good to me."
An Shijue's eyelids jumped, and he glanced at her, "What about me?"
"Hmm?" An Yue looked at him in confusion.
An Shijue didn't say anything and continued driving.
An Yue sighed, "Since Song Chao went abroad, godmother seems not as cheerful as before. To be honest, I didn't expect Song Chao to go abroad suddenly. When I met him on October 1 last year, he didn't mention it at all."
An Shijue's eyelids jumped, "Did you meet on October 1?"
"Hmm." An Yue responded, and said to herself, "He said some strange things at that time, but I didn't react to it."
"Strange things? For example?"
"He said he liked me before." An Yue replied.
With a "swish", the car suddenly braked.
An Yue was startled and immediately grabbed the handrail, looked at An Shijue next to him, and asked, "Brother, what's wrong?"
An Shijue looked at him, his handsome face was not clear in the night, and his voice was a little cold, "What did you say?"
An Yue didn't understand what was wrong with him, and replied, "He didn't confess to me, he just said it."
"Do you want him to confess to you?" An Shijue's tone was a little dangerous.
"No, no." An Yue said quickly, "If he really confessed to me, I would be very troubled."
In an instant, the low pressure in the car dissipated.
An Shijue looked forward and started the car.
An Yue looked at him carefully, and her heart was inexplicable. What happened to her brother?
On the eighth day of the first lunar month, An Shijue went to work.
An Yue went out with Zhou Xiaomin a few times, and most of the time she went to An Shijue's company.
But strangely, Jiang Xinjie didn't come to the An family again.
Later, An Yue heard from Lu Yao that she would go back to school on the fifth day of the Chinese New Year to continue her studies.
The winter vacation passed quickly, and An Yue was about to go back to school.
On the day she left, An Shijue was at work, so he didn't see her off, but An Yuan did.
At the airport, An Yue met Huayu and Zhou Xiaomin, and the three of them took a plane back to City B together.
On that day, Zhou Xiaomin and An Yue stayed in a house outside the school for one night. The next morning, Zhou Xiaomin returned to school, and An Yue also returned to school.
When she returned to the dormitory, the other three people in the dormitory had already arrived.
After more than a month, Wang Jiaxin was a little fatter than before, and her hair was dyed brown.
Wu Qian also had a pear blossom perm, looking more mature than before, the only thing that remained unchanged was Zeng Yuqian.
When she entered the dormitory, she saw Zeng Yuqian curled up in bed reading a novel.
"Happy New Year, everyone." An Yue greeted with a smile.
Wu Qian was putting on makeup, and only glanced at An Yue, and then continued to look in the mirror.
Wang Jiaxin smiled at An Yue and said, "Happy New Year, why do I feel like you've gotten as fat as I have?"
"Maybe I ate too much. I have nothing to do at home, except eating and sleeping." An Yue smiled, returned to her seat and put down her bag.
Wang Jiaxin suddenly approached and took a look at the pink down jacket on An Yue, "Your clothes are pretty."
An Yue's eyelids jumped. This was bought for her by her godmother last time, so she has been wearing it all the time.
"Really? I like it very much." She smiled.
Wang Jiaxin nodded, "I like it too."
"If you like it, buy it, Jiaxin, you are so rich and have a good figure." Wu Qian said with a smile.
Wang Jiaxin smiled, said nothing, and turned back to her seat.
An Yue vaguely felt that Wang Jiaxin saw the clues, but she didn't seem to have any intention of saying it out loud, so she was relieved.
In fact, what she didn't know was that Wang Jiaxin had felt that An Yue's family background was not simple.
Because she had never seen such a cultured girl, not fighting or competing, not anxious or impatient.
Of course I would have this thought, and it’s also because I have the other three people in the dormitory to compare with.