Speaking of the Devil
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Women like to be called young, and Su Qianci was no exception. Laughing and drinking porridge, she said, "Thank you, Liu Sao."
Captain Li was reading the newspaper with his reading glasses and was very satisfied with the appearance of Su Qianci. He said with a smile, "you must keep an eye on the children at the amusement park today. You seem so young yourself. Don't be tricked."
"No way," Su Qianci ate her breakfast. "If I am so easily deceived, how can I manage the company?"
This was the truth, but now the truth did not work for grandpa. He said, "It's hard to say. You are taking three children with you without a man. Fortunately, grandpa found you a rescue." When his voice fell, she heard the door bell ringing. The old man happily put down the newspaper and said, "Speaking of the devil."
Su Qianci had an ominous premonition, swallowing the last mouthful of porridge and looking at the door.