Chapter 147 The Boss's Handwriting

Song Xiyue lowered her voice and asked, "Are you all right? You have a special situation today."

"I drank the brown sugar water and it's completely fine." Jian Ningning really felt completely fine.

"Speaking of which, thanks to Young Master Qin, I didn't expect Young Master Qin to be so attentive. Really, I always thought Young Master Qin was very dragged and not easy to get along with."

"I always feel that he is cold to people. I didn't expect that he would give you all his tenderness alone."

"Looking at you, I have a feeling of watching idol TV series, it's so beautiful."

As Jian Ningning spoke, her eyes began to bubble.

Song Xiyue's mouth curled into a smile, "Well, he's really very good."

In her last life, Mr. Qin was very gentle.

And she did give her all the tenderness alone.

At that time, there were also many women who resorted to means to approach Qin Junnian, but Qin Junnian never gave them another look.

He gave her a strong sense of security.

Jian Ningning looked at Song Xiyue's expression and said, "Ah, Xiyue, there is light in your eyes. When you talk about Young Master Qin, the light in your eyes is very bright."

"yes?"

"Of course, you didn't notice it yourself. It seems that you really care about and like Young Master Qin."

Song Xiyue had also told her before that she liked Qin Shao's.

She didn't think so at that time, but now she completely believes it.

Even if she doesn't understand, she knows that she likes someone and her eyes can't be hidden.

"Well." Song Xiyue did not deny it.

Everything she did was for Qin Junnian.

Including coming to this school, including studying, including trying to be better.

Although the two of them ran very fast and came here early, when they were about to make ribs, they still didn't hit it.

The meals in the school cafeteria are of good quality and cheap, and the price is cheap and the taste is good, so some dishes are very popular with the students.

"Ah, I didn't expect that we wouldn't have spare ribs here."

Song Xiyue watched everyone disperse, but there were no ribs in front.

Song Xiyue and Jian Ningning would also spread out to line up at other windows.

Suddenly, the aunt who was cooking in front looked at Song Xiyue and said, "Hey, little girl, your name is Song Xiyue?"

"Yeah, what's the matter?" Song Xiyue turned around in confusion.

The auntie who was cooking beckoned to Song Xiyue, her smiling eyes narrowed into a gap, and said kindly, "Little girl, come here, there are spare ribs here."

Jian Ningning was surprised and asked, "Isn't there no spare ribs?"

"It wasn't there at first, but when I saw you, it was there."

The auntie who was making the meal packed Song Xiyue and the others with extra spare ribs, and her hands stopped shaking, a plate full of spare ribs.

Others saw it, and they couldn't be jealous, "Auntie, didn't you say there are no ribs?"

"That's right, why do you prefer one over the other, obviously we were lined up in front."

The face of the aunt who beat the rice changed, and she said, "What's wrong with me looking at this little girl? I gave her the extra portion to eat. What, do you have any opinions?"

Naturally, no one dared to have an opinion.

What if I mumble a few more words and the aunt who is making rice hears it, and my hands tremble even more when I serve them food in the future.

Zhou Jiaojiao and the attendant girls came out, and the attendant said, "What's so good about this Song Xiyue, why everyone is partial to her, even the auntie who cooks towards her."

Yang Bin watched from not far away, why did he think it was the boss's handwriting?

Without the boss's orders, how could this aunt be so special to Song Xiyue?

You know, the boss is the young son of the director, and he has the power in his hands.

Instructing the cafeteria to leave a spare rib for Song Xiyue is a matter of one sentence.