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Chapter two hundred and fiftieth chapter not full(2/2)

There was no choice but to put down your bag, pour a glass of water for yourself, and sit in the office waiting.&1t;/p>

Half of a glass of water, the phone rang.&1t;/p>

She thought it was Zhong Nanqin, but she looked at it, but it was Su Qing.&1t;/p>

Xiumei frowned slightly, not wanting to answer, but she was not sure what was wrong with her, so she hesitated for a while and finally picked up.&1t;/p>

Su Qing's enthusiastic voice came from the other end of the phone, "Sister, are you busy now?"&1t;/p>

Su Mian's voice was faint, "Is there anything wrong?"&1t;/p>

"Sister, let's go see dad together this weekend. I haven't been there for a long time..."&1t;/p>

Su Mian, "I just visited today."&1t;/p>

Su Mian didn't expect that she had just been there today. She was silent for a while, and then said, "Oh, forget it, I'd better go by myself."&1t;/p>

Su Mian didn't say anything.&1t;/p>

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Su Qing started to speak, "Sister, do you have time tomorrow? I want to go to you and discuss something with you."&1t;/p>

"The school is very busy, please tell me if you have something to do."&1t;/p>

Su Qing, "Then wait next time. I will go to find you one day if you have time. That's it, I'm dead, sister."&1t;/p>

Putting down your phone, Su Mian held the water cup and started to stay.&1t;/p>

The old house is still empty. She passed by there last time and happened to meet the neighbor downstairs before.&1t;/p>

The neighbor said that Su Qing hadn't been home for a long time, so she threw the hotel directly to Qin Xiangdong, and she had never taken care of it.&1t;/p>

The old house is in her name. If Su Qing can't live, she plans to sell it.&1t;/p>

As for the hotel...&1t;/p>

Although Su Mian knew that it was Su Jianguo's lifelong hard work, the hotel was given to Su [31 Novel Network], and she had no right to take care of it.&1t;/p>

So now I have to take time to go back to the old city and find someone to sell the house.&1t;/p>

In that home, except for the only little warm memories about my mother, the rest are all bad memories.&1t;/p>

It's good to sell it.&1t;/p>

When Zhong Nanqin pushed the door and came in, he saw the stunned Su Mian at a glance.&1t;/p>

Eyes are staring at a certain place, the eyes are motionless, and the eyes are distracted.&1t;/p>

He walked over, reached out and rubbed her head, and asked her in a low voice, "What are you thinking?"&1t;/p>

Su Mian came back to her senses, looked up at him, her lips widened, "You are here."&1t;/p>

"What are you thinking?"&1t;/p>

"Nothing," Su Mian stood up from the chair, reached out to carry his bag, then took the initiative to take Zhong Nanqin's arm, and the two left the office together.&1t;/p>

The car parked downstairs.&1t;/p>
Chapter completed!
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