Chapter 760 Looting
Su Wanqin was startled.
Song Wanqian was stunned at first, then ecstatic the next second, "Ruoxing, you...you promised to come back and live here?"
Qiao Ruoxing looked at her cautious father and said warmly, "Dad, we have been separated for more than 20 years. Although we have recognized each other, we have only been together for less than a few days. You don't know me that well, and I don't know you that well. There is a bond between us." It's just a little bit of blood.
I am very eager to know what kind of person my father is, and I also look forward to getting along with you. If we can live together and get to know each other, and make up for the shortcomings of these years, I am willing, because I am afraid of missing this opportunity, waiting for me to get married, There are even fewer opportunities to spend time with you. "
Song Wanqian couldn't help but said, "As long as you are willing, dad is afraid that you will get used to living outside and won't want to come back."
"How could it be? No matter how comfortable you are outside, you still don't feel safe and happy living with your family."
Song Wanqian was so happy that she didn't know what to say.
Still a good little cotton-padded jacket.
Su Wanqin pursed her lips as she looked at the tender moment between father and daughter.
"Then daddy will take you up to look at the room now. See if you like it. If there is any problem, daddy will find someone to correct it."
Qiao Ruoxing looked at Su Wanqin, smiled and said, "Aunt Su's aesthetics should not be a problem."
Su Wanqin smiled and said, "Let's go, the upstairs should be almost tidied up."
As soon as they went upstairs, they saw Song Jiayu coming out of a room. When they saw a few people, they greeted her, "Dad, Mom," and then looked at Qiao Ruoxing, "Ruoxing, you're here."
Qiao Ruoxing nodded slightly, "Sister Jiayu, are you feeling better?"
Song Jiayu lowered his eyes and said, "It's an old problem. I thought too much that day and almost made others misunderstand you."
Qiao Ruoxing said, "As long as it's okay. Since Sister Jiayu is not in good health, she shouldn't do such rough work, otherwise there will be something wrong that cannot be explained."
Song Jiayu clenched her hands and forced a smile, "I'm not that delicate. You think too much."
Qiao Ruoxing smiled, "That's good."
"Let's go," Su Wanqin said at the right time, "Ruoxing, go in and see if you like it."
Song Wanqian didn't feel the undercurrent underneath, and was still immersed in the joy of her daughter going home. She urged in a low voice, "Ruoxing, go and have a look. Dad personally selected the curtains for you. See if you like it." ”
Qiao Ruoxing was a little amused and said sweetly, "I'll definitely like the one you picked."
But soon, Qiao Ruoxing was slapped in the face.
Song Wanqian chose a sexy pink curtain for her.
Not only the curtains are pink, but the entire room is in pink style.
Pink walls, pink bed, pink everything...
Qiao Ruoxing was silent.
Song Wanqian said enthusiastically, "How's it going? Do you like it?"
Qiao Ruoxing glanced at Song Tianjun, was this the "unique" he said on the road?
The latter put his fist to his lips and coughed lightly.
It's not that he didn't make suggestions. The problem was that Song Wanqian didn't adopt his suggestions.
He stubbornly believes that girls should like pink.
Qiao Ruoxing forced a smile, "It's quite unique."
Song Wanqian and Jiazhen helped her introduce everything in the house.
Qiao Ruoxing could tell that he had participated in the whole decoration process and knew every detail very well.
Qiao Ruoxing listened to his story with great interest, and gradually felt that this room had become cute.
Even though it wasn't that to her liking, it was filled with her father's love for her.
Song Wanqian opened the curtains, "This room has good lighting."
Qiao Ruoxing stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and immediately saw the balcony of the room next to her. It was larger and had a wider view.
Song Jiayu noticed her gaze and said, "That's the master bedroom on the third floor, my room. The balcony over there is bigger. Ruoxing, if you like it, we can change it. The layout of my room is according to my father's plan." I arranged it according to my preference, I’m afraid you won’t like it.”
Qiao Ruoxing paused, "Dad arranged it? Then I'm quite curious, can I go over and take a look?"
Song Jiayu raised her lips, "Of course."
When he reached his arm, Qiao Ruoxing finally understood where the sense of superiority hidden in Song Jiayu's words came from.
The master bedroom is nearly half the size of the guest bedroom. It has bookcases, a separate dressing room, and a balcony so big that you can even play badminton on it.
Every piece of furniture and furnishings in the room can be seen to have been carefully selected.
Although there was no expression on Qiao Ruoxing's face, she was always looking at everything.
Of course, the things Song Wanqian gave Qiao Ruoxing were not bad, and they were more carefully decorated than the original decoration of Song Jiayu's room. However, Song Jiayu has lived here for more than half a year, and it has long been filled with her own personal belongings, including those precious ornaments and the cloakroom. Limited edition clothes and bags indirectly raise the level of the entire room.
"Ruoxing, do you like it? If you like it, we can swap."
Qiao Ruoxing nodded, "I like it."
Song Wanqian's heart felt cold.
He didn't want Qiao Ruoxing to change rooms. Jiayu's room was big, but he didn't interfere much at all. He was fully involved in supervising Ruoxing's room, and he didn't want his daughter to live in a room that had been occupied by others.
"Then let's change it. I have a lot of stuff and it will take two days to sort it out."
She was even a little impatient.
Qiao Ruoxing smiled and shook her head, "Sister Jiayu, this is your room. You have lived here for so long and you are used to it. There is no reason why I should occupy your room as soon as I come here. I just came here to enjoy it."
Song Jiayu was very generous, "We are all family, what's mine is yours, it's too polite to say whether it's occupied or not."
"That being said, it's not good after all. I won't change my room, but I really like these decorations in my sister's room. Can you give me a few?"
Song Jiayu was stunned, "What?"
Qiao Ruoxing curved her eyes, "Of course, I won't take it for nothing. I have a lot of decorations at home, and I will give you some later."
Song Wanqian said, "Ruoxing, what do you like, Dad will buy it for you again."
"Dad, it's not a matter of buying. I want to get closer to my sister. My sister gave me some, and I gave her some, just like exchanging preferences. You have me and I have you, which shows that our sisterly love is deep."
Song Wanqian was very pleased, "Ruoxing is still thoughtful."
Qiao Ruoxing looked at Song Jiayu, "Sister Jiayu, can I choose?"
Song Jiayu's throat seemed to be stuck. Song Wanqian obviously acquiesced to Qiao Ruoxing's approach. How could she disagree?
She clenched her hands and forced a smile, "Take whatever you like."
Qiao Ruoxing's eyebrows curved, "Thank you, Sister Jiayu."
After saying that, she turned to Song Tianjun and said, "Brother, help me pick some up."
Song Jiayu's cabinet, which was specially used to store ornaments, was "looted" by Qiao Ruoxing in an instant.
She only picked up the expensive and rare ones, and every time she took one, she exclaimed, "Sister Jiayu, our tastes are really similar, I like all of these."