"I believe," her voice was soft.
Her voice was clear, melodious, and sweet, washing over him like a spring breeze.
He looked at her beautiful profile and didn't know if it was because he liked her too much or what, but he always felt that even if her face was full of spots, she would still look better than Tao Meijiao, the universally acknowledged beautiful young lady.
After the two returned to the Xiao Family, they saw Xiao Qinghe reading medical books in the yard, and Tao Meijiao sat bored beside him, daydreaming.
Seeing Su Qingyue coming back, she immediately greeted her, "Xiao Yue, you're back?"
"Mhm," she smiled faintly, "Bored, aren't you?"
"Xiao Qinghe is like a mute gourd, I've talked my mouth dry, and he barely responds to me," Tao Meijiao complained.
"Fourth Brother, Meijiao is a guest, don't neglect her," Qingyue also spoke up for her.