Daddy, Here Is Mommy

I don't know if he missed her.    

Why would he miss her?    

He wished he could get as far away from him as possible.    

Yuwen Qingge lowered her head silently.    

"Choose slowly. There's no hurry."    

Ning Qianyu already had the answer in her heart, so she didn't expose her. He just smiled and shook her arm.    

"Alright."    

Yuwen Qingge gathered her thoughts and raised her head with a slight smile.    

The stall owner's attitude was very casual. He sat by the side, reading a book and allowing them to choose freely.    

Yuwen Qingge half-squatted as she carefully selected the items.    

Ning Qianyu accompanied her for a moment to pick out what she wanted. She saw a stall not far away selling handmade embroidery knick-knacks.    

"Qingge, take your time and choose. I'll go over to take a look."    

He raised his hand and pointed to the booth after he finished speaking.    

"Oh, okay."    

The corner of Yuwen Qingge's mouth lifted slightly as she nodded.    

Ning Qianyu walked up to the booth, and the booth owner immediately stopped doing the chores and greeted enthusiastically.    

"Student, what do you want to choose?"    

"I'll just take a casual look."    

Ning Qianyu smiled and replied politely.    

"Alright, feel free to speak your mind if you need anything."    

Compared to the stall owner who sold USB plates, this booth owner was simply too enthusiastic.    

"Did you make all this yourself?"    

Ning Qianyu took a look and saw quite a few different types of stalls.    

"Not really."    

The vendor was honest with Zhang Xuan as well.    

"Some are second-hand. But don't worry. These are all handmade embroidery, so you can be assured of their quality. "    

"I can see that."    

Ning Qianyu agreed.    

"This student is definitely an expert."    

The vendor's eyes curved in praise.    

Coincidentally, Qian Jingchuan and that girl, who had already left, walked over once more.    

"Jing Chuan, can I buy you a scented sachet?"    

Ning Qianyu couldn't help but turn her head over.    

Before she could say anything, the girl took the initiative to greet her.    

"Student Ning, what a coincidence."    

"Good job, senior."    

Ning Qianyu tried her best to force out a faint smile as she replied indifferently. Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw Qian Jingchuan standing next to the girl.    

In just a moment, he had several paper bags in his hands.    

It seemed like they had taken a look around the market.    

"Student Ning, you also want to buy a present for your boyfriend?"    

The girl slightly lifted her red lips and said shamelessly.    

Her name was Chen Di, and she was an influential figure in the Diplomatic Academy as well as the school's beauty.    

The students of the diplomatic academy were extremely talkative and had fast reactions. This Chen Di had won 'The Best Debate' many times in the university debate.    

However, Ning Qianyu didn't feel comfortable with her asking such a straightforward question.    

"I'll just take a casual look."    

Ning Qianyu frowned slightly as she spoke with a slightly cold tone.    

"Oh."    

Chen Di's last sentence was somewhat long.    

Ning Qianyu grew more and more annoyed with her. She put down the old and exquisite silk handkerchief in her hand and bowed towards Qian Jingchuan and Chen Di.    

"You guys take your time and choose, my junior sister is still there."    

"I was still hoping that you could help me take a look. After all, you know this better than me …"    

Chen Di pretended to be disappointed.    

"In this area, there is no one more professional than Senior Jing Chuan."    

Ning Qianyu's tone became impatient.    

Between her and Chen Di, there were many things that no one else knew.    

"Although he's a professional, but after all, he's a boy …"    

By this time, Yuwen Qingge had chosen an old USB stick made of ancient bronze.    

"Sister Qianyu …"    

She had just called out when she saw Qian Jingchuan. He looked surprised.    

"Senior, Qingge is calling me, I'll go over first."    

Ning Qianyu's cold gaze directly swept past Chen Di and landed on Qian Jingchuan.    

"Alright."    

Qian Jingchuan was looking at Yuwen Qingge, his clear eyebrows creased.