C835

"Miss Su, why are you up?" Feng Ming was holding a bowl of soup. When he saw Su Qingyue dressed and appear in the front hall, he became slightly curious.

Su Qingyue waved her hand and said, "Oh, I'm fine. It's not like I got some terminal illness. Besides, I woke up because I had something important to do."

Su Qingyue took the bowl of soup that Madame Li passed to her