Chapter 4299 What Kind of President, Isn't It Fragrant to Set up a Stall? (104)

Before Su Qiao's dark circles were a bit heavy, he thought, she must have finished setting up the stall at night and was busy with work after returning home, so she slept less.

"It's really no big deal."

Su Qiao picked up her bag and walked towards the door.

Chu Jingchen quickly followed, and helped her take out the white casual shoes she just changed from the cabinet: "well, why don't you accompany her more?"

"She always forgets things, has a small temper, refuses to eat, refuses to take medicine, and always wants to sneak up to you."

"The doctor said that she has a sign of Alzheimer's disease. In addition, she has heart disease and high blood pressure. I'm really afraid that she will go out secretly, and something like that will happen that day."

Su Qiao also felt that Grandma Chu's condition was getting more and more serious.

Maybe, she should help her adjust her body well.

"All right!"

Chu Jingchen found that as long as she put her grandma out, it was easy for her to compromise.

Sure enough, he fell in love with the girl, no matter how cold she looks on the surface, but her heart is warm and the softest.

Rubbing his fingers, he coughed twice, and asked tentatively: "Cough, your house, they already know that you live here, and they always come to trouble you and disturb you, why don't you move to another place to live? !"

"Moving now?"

Su Qiao didn't think about living here forever, but she didn't plan to move in a short time.

Chu Jingchen quickly analyzed her: "Look, you must have a lot of things in normal times. It takes almost two hours to come and go in this city. Why don't you just move to my house?"

"My house is quite a lot, and it's usually empty. It's a waste."

Su Qiao was speechless.

How many houses do you have now?

Why didn't you think it was a waste to be empty?

"I don't want to move for the time being. I have to go to the night market here to set up a street stall."

"Do you have to set up a street stall?" Chu Jingchen scratched his head, a little distressed.

Why is she so obsessed with setting up stalls?

Even if she wants to miss her mother who passed away, she doesn't have to keep it up, right?

Occasionally, when I miss her, I just come out and put it on my shoulders and let go of the feeling of missing.

Su Qiao closed the door, turned her head and glanced at him, but did not speak.

Chu Jingchen thought he had made her angry, so he quickly explained: "I don't think it's not good to set up a street stall, I just think that you already have a lot of work, and it's too late to go to a street stall at night and make it so late. Thanks for your hard work."

Chu Jingchen is really worried that she is too tired.

And he felt that there were so many people in the night market that it was not safe, and she was so beautiful.

All right!

He was just a little jealous.

The old and young boy leaned in front of her stall. He wanted to step forward to stop him, but he felt that he was a little unknown, so even if he was depressed, he could only keep it in his heart.

"I don't think it's hard. Setting up a street stall is when I relax my mind and nerves. Maybe I'm such a strange person!" Su Qiao didn't want to talk about setting up a street stall any more.

Although Chu Jingchen doesn't understand why she has been obsessed with it, he respects her choice.

Of course, more than that, he didn't want her to be unhappy.

"No, you're not surprised at all. In fact, everyone's way of decompressing is different. Some people like to travel around and walk around. Some people like to see life in the busy city. Fish quietly and release stress.”

"Anyway, do what you like, just do it! I have no problem with it."

Su Qiao rolled his eyes at him angrily: "How dare you have an opinion?"