Lu Qingyi stood up slowly. Her hand was on the table, slightly hooked her lips and looked at Lu Jiayue with a smile.
Reaching out, he took out the package of unpacked white rabbit milk candy from the belly of the table.
Personal tailor.
The four bold characters on the back of the package are very eye-catching.
On the lower side of the package, a red seal is exposed to the air.
Kyoto Sugar Co., Ltd.
The seal seemed to hit Lu Jiayue's face, and the smile on her face suddenly disappeared.
Many people in this company know that many big brand chocolate candy comes from this company.
The raw materials for making candy in his family are the best, and the customized candy is also very expensive.
Most importantly, if you want to customize this company, you don't necessarily take orders.
"I can't see the cheap candy in your hand."
Lu Qingyi hooked her lips. She approached Lu Jiayue slightly, with some sarcasm.
She had already seen the seal on it. She didn't really want to say it.
The four bold characters on the candy and the red seal seemed to hit Lu Jiayue's face in the of red fruit.
Her face suddenly turned pale. She moved her lips and looked at Lu Qingyi strangely.
How did Lu Qingyi get the private customized candy?
She has made orders many times, but Kyoto Sugar Co., Ltd. has never taken over.
Jiang Yumeng's eyes stared at the boss, "my God."
As a foodie, I naturally know this company.
Candy is first-class and delicious.
"Sister, how do you..."
Lu Jiayue unconsciously stepped back and looked at Lu Qingyi incredulously.
"Take your things and get out of class 20."
Her thin lips opened gently, her tone was cold, and there was a sense of wordless oppression.
Laugh at her growing up in the countryside?
Oh, then she threw what Lu Jiayue couldn't get on her face.
"Sister, don't make detours. You can tell your parents what you want."
Lu Jiayue was frightened by Lu Qingyi's momentum, but she spoke softly.
There was an unspeakable dissatisfaction in her heart.
curving road?
The students of class 20 seemed to hear something out of context and whispered one after another.
Female high school students are kept by the rich, which is not uncommon.
"The thought is really dirty." Lu Qingyi's lips slightly recalled, "do you know what you're like now?"
She shook her hand, slightly hooked her lips, looked at Lu Jiayue with a smile, and a sneer was hidden under her eyes.
"Like what?" Lu Jiayue asked subconsciously.
Lu Qingyi hooked his lips, "fox."
Lu Jiayue was a little confused, and Jiang Yumeng looked at Lu Qingyi in particular.
"The fox who can't eat grapes says the grapes are sour."
Lu Qingyi's tone was lazy, revealing a trace of coldness.
Oh, why doesn't Lu Jiayue know what she thinks?
It's just that I don't like her.
Lu Jiayue felt very wronged. "Sister, I care about you."
"You don't even come to Jincheng. How can you know Kyoto?"
She looked up slightly to see Lu Qingyi. Her tone sounded simple and innocent.
Her eyes were moist, as if tears could flow down in the next second.
Lu Qingyi raised his eyebrows. "How do you know I haven't been there?"
She looked at Lu Jiayue with a faint irony.
Oh, she only goes to the Lu family once a year and stays for two days at a time.
365 days a year, the remaining 363 days, how can Lu Jiayue know what she is doing?
"I haven't been there many times."
Lu Jiayue pulled at the corners of her clothes wrongly. She bit her lip and said.
She was so old that she only went to Kyoto three times. How could Lu Qingyi, who grew up in the countryside, have been there?
Kyoto costs a lot. Although the Lu family is one of the best and famous in Jincheng, they are nothing in Kyoto.
Lu Qingyi looked at Lu Jiayue with a smile, "want to compare with me?"
She casually turned out the bag in the drawer, opened the innermost interlayer and took out a stack of bills.
Large and small, of different lengths.
"Shit, sister Qing is a cow."
Jiang Yumeng, like a curious baby, picked up the bill thrown out by Lu Qingyi.
After only one look, she widened her eyes in surprise.
Kyoto, Kyoto
She felt that she saw nothing but Kyoto on the bill.
"Here are air tickets, subway tickets and train tickets."
Lu Qingyi spread out the bills on the table with her hand. She said slowly.
It seems that there are more than 40 bills, large and small.
"Sleeping trough, is this serious?"
"The ticket is true. My father is the ticket inspector. I've seen this before."
"My God, I haven't been there once."
"Sister Qing is so awesome."
"Shit, how much do so many tickets cost?"
"It's so strange that I haven't seen it."
"I won't admit I envy."
After Lu Qingyi spread out the bill, the students of class 20 were ready to move.
I'm so curious.
Hearing Jiang Yumeng's excited words, they didn't care about anything and directly surrounded Lu Qingyi.
It's too awesome.
It's incredible to have been so many times.
Lu Jiayue was silly. Her eyes stared at Lu Qingyi incredulously.
She couldn't believe it. She picked up a ticket, a plane ticket, first class. She looked at Lu Qingyi without blinking, as if she wanted to eat her.
First class, what's the concept?
She hasn't sat down once. Why should Lu Qingyi?
"When I was ten years old, I went to Kyoto for the first time, alone."
Lu Qingyi slightly hooked her lips and said slowly.
She stressed in a heavy tone.
Since she was a child, she has a higher IQ than others, learns things quickly, and has great courage. Since she heard of Kyoto, she has been particularly curious and secretly booked tickets without telling her grandmother.
It was her first time to go to Kyoto. She felt that only in such a big city could she create the life she wanted.
"How is that possible?"
Lu Jiayue looked unbelievable. How could grandma have the money to let Lu Qingyi go to Kyoto?
"Lu Jiayue, what you think is impossible is possible in others. There are many better people in the world than you. Don't think others are inferior to yourself."
Lu Qingyi carelessly collected the bill again and stuffed the bag into the drawer.
She said slowly, word by word.
The habit of collecting bills was first because of grandma and then because of habit.
She will leave all her tickets and show them to grandma to reassure her.
"No way. How did you get your money?"
Lu Jiayue bit her lip. She didn't want to believe it.
Yao Meishu's call to grandma is just enough for her to live. How can grandma take out the extra money and let Lu Qingyi squander it?
She prefers to believe that there is someone behind Lu Qingyi.