"Alright, maybe I was just overthinking it."
Su Qiao also felt that she had probably been too sensitive.
Su Man had grown up in the Xinyun Troupe. If she really wasn't the Old Troupe Master's daughter, those older relatives would surely have let something slip after all this time.
Besides, the Old Troupe Master was genuinely so good to Su Man, his daughter, that there was nothing to criticize.
Just because his daughter said she wanted to go to school, he had taken out all his savings and sent her to the best Art Academy in Haishi.
One had to know that no matter the era, an art major was always the most expensive.
"Let's not worry about this for now. Eating comes first."
Su Qiao took a quick shower and towel-dried her hair until it was half-dry. Then she walked out of her room with her long, glossy black hair hanging loose.
You glutton.
"Hmph, you're just jealous, aren't you?"
"..."
The host is getting more and more annoying.
When Su Qiao entered the living room, Nanny Wu had already brought all the dishes to the table. Judging by the time, she had been just about to call Su Qiao.
Nanny Wu was about to leave, but Su Qiao asked her to stay.
After the meal, Nanny Wu washed the bowls and chopsticks, said goodbye to Su Qiao, and left.
"It's three o'clock already?"
There was a simple clock on the wall. Su Qiao looked up and realized that it was already getting late.
She had originally planned to take advantage of the afternoon to go out and look around for some way to make money quickly.
Host, aren't you going to ask how things are over there?
444 had held it in for a long time and could