CHAPTER 57

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Is Dad going to work in Beijing?

Song Qiaoxi frowned while holding the spoon.

Hearing what Uncle Zhao said, he wanted to spend 800,000 yuan and a house to dig the wall of the newspaper office!

Quickly searched for the plot in her old memory. Didn't she remember that there was a mention in the book that her father got a job opportunity to go to Beijing?

In the original plot, father would completely offend President Jiang when he broke the leg of President Jiang’s son Jiang Qisheng when Song Qiaoxi was in the sixth grade.

Since then, she has been depressed in the workplace, from editor-in-chief, demoted all the way to deputy editor-in-chief, and finally became an ordinary reporter, and she would be framed and imprisoned by a colleague in her third year of junior high.

Thinking of my own vision again...

In this world, whenever a new plot that has been changed conflicts with the original plot, there seems to be a big invisible hand who will try his best to reverse the plot.

The previous few times, because their family was still in Qizhou, and because the people were in the local area, it was easy to trigger similar incidents.

What if their family was not in Qizhou at that time, but in another place?

Is it possible to escape the catastrophe because of this?

Hearing what Uncle Zhao said, Dad is going to take her to Beijing with her mother, which means that she is leaving the compound.

If you leave the compound by yourself, what will Chu Jin do? Will you go to Beijing with them?

The friends in the compound, Ding Miao, Wang Junyang, and Ding Yi of the "Little Gang of Five", she couldn't bear to leave them all.

There are also sister Qiu Meng, brother Lidong, uncle Zhang who guards the door, and grandfather grandfather who can tell stories...

Xixi couldn't bear all of them.

"Dong Zhao, thank you for your love, this matter..." Song Jianguo deliberately lowered his voice and explained to Zhao Chenguang. After speaking, he turned his head and looked at Song Qiaoxi. He laughed out with a "pouch" and touched the girl. Little fluffy head, "Xixi, what's the point? Your ice cream has melted into soup..."

"what?"

Song Qiaoxi only realized that the pink semi-solidified liquid in the small metal spoon in front of him completely turned into a flowing viscous liquid, dripping into the small red paper box of Haagen-Dazs, and A few drops fell on the hand.

Chu Jin took the spoon in his hand and placed it on the small white plate next to the ice cream box.

He got up to look for the waiter's brother, asked for a hot towel, and wiped his hands clean.

"Eat, no, drink..."

Chu Jin pushed the ice cream box in front of her, with a wide smile on his face.

Xixi then turned her attention back to Haagen-Dazs, pursing her lips and muttering unhappily, "Uuuuuu, it's all gone, you still laugh..."

"If you eat cold in winter, you will have intestinal cramps. Uncle Song used to hug you to the hospital in the middle of the night, but you forgot? Who will take care of you in the summer? It's not that you can eat whatever you want. You eat now. , If there is intestinal cramps tonight, how can Uncle Song explain to Aunt Qiao?"

Chu Jin tested the temperature of the water cup with his hands, handed the warm water to her, and explained patiently.

"I see......"

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