"Miss came back a bit late, but she did come back, the bedding is still warm, and the clothes have been changed," answered the old servant of Su Ziceng.
"It might have been an internship class at Kelly Women's College," Chang Chi cut a slice of bread, spread some butter on it, and handed it to Su Qingzhang.
"I remember, Qiao Chu once said..." Su Qingzhang moistened his lips with coffee as his forehead creased into a "chuan" character.
"Things are different now from before," Chang Mei's voice raised a little, and she laid down her knife and fork, dabbed her mouth with a napkin, "I am full, Xiao Chi, you hurry up too, let's go have a look at the auction house."
Su Qingzhang's gaze darkened, as if he remembered something, "I have decided on the name for the auction house, it will be called Subi Auction House."
After standing up, Chang Chi dallied a bit, then looked again at Su Qingzhang, "Mom, can I take a leave today? I've made plans to go skiing with a friend in the afternoon."
