My hotel connects the past and present

This conversation between Song Lingxuan and Song Jin actually did not improve anything. The gap between father and daughter still exists.

But it was impossible for Song Jin to divorce Su Yan, and it was impossible for Song Lingxuan to pretend that nothing had happened, so they were still in a stalemate.

Song Lingxuan has figured it out, or she has calmed down. She didn't plan to bother with her father's second marriage before, and she doesn't plan to bother with it now. She just hopes that they won't disturb each other in the future. Her father and his beloved wife can live their own lives, and she can live her own.

Song Jin felt that such a cold relationship made him at a loss. He did not want his daughter to have a cold relationship with him.

"Dad, just think that when I grow up, it's okay if I want to be independent." Song Lingxuan said to her father.

Her father just cared too much about her as a daughter in the past, so now she suddenly no longer relies on him. He is just not used to it.

She will slowly change in the future. After all, her father has remarried. The person he cares about most in his life will be his wife, and he will get used to it.

Song Jin didn't know how to cook to repair the relationship between father and daughter. After staying with his daughter in the hotel for two days, he had no choice but to leave.

After all, he is still a teacher, and now is not the winter or summer vacation, he has to go back to class. Although he is a university teacher and does not have too many courses, he still has to go back to work after taking a few days off.

"Lingxuan, dad is going back first. You can have more fun here by yourself." Song Jin looked at her daughter seriously and warned her.

"Dad, since you are married, live a good life and be happy." Song Lingxuan said seriously.

Song Jin looked at her daughter's face and thought of the person who had been gone for twenty years. Although he still felt sad when he thought of her, he slowly came out.

"Take good care of yourself." Song Jin said, hugging her daughter before leaving, then turned and left.

Song Lingxuan looked at his back and saw him driving away, knowing that she would no longer be everything to her father in her future life.

This is good. Her father should have his own life. She has grown up and he can let her fly. He should also have his own life.

"Is this really the case? You and your uncle are not going to repair their relationship anymore?" Zhao Nuan looked at his sister on the tablet and asked.

"Isn't this good? Fathers and daughters in other families get along like this, why can't we do the same in our family?" Song Lingxuan looked at her cousin on the tablet and asked.

"As long as you can figure it out." Zhao Nuan sighed, "I was worried about you doing something stupid before."

After all, the most important thing in Song Lingxuan's life for the past twenty years was her father, who was dependent on her. Her father really doted on her and loved her to a certain extent. Suddenly, her father not only got married but also refused to tell her. Such a shock Zhao Nuan was really worried that she would do something stupid.

"There's nothing to be stupid about." Song Lingxuan smiled.

Song Lingxuan's major in college was fashion design, but she actually preferred to draw other paintings. When she was in college, she liked flower comics.

Song Lingxuan has not become a professional cartoonist now. She just has an account to publish the comics she draws. The comics she sends out are free.

If she wants to become a professional cartoonist, she must have a studio. Otherwise, if she draws cartoons by herself, it will be difficult to update them. Moreover, Song Lingxuan admitted that the comics she drew were not very story-telling, and the comics she drew now were just about everyday life.

She would like to draw comics adapted from novels, but she has not come across a novel that she is particularly satisfied with, or she does not have the money to buy the copyright to adapt a novel that she is satisfied with. If she wants to adapt a novel, she needs a studio or company, but she has nothing. No.

Song Lingxuan studied costume design, so the clothes of the comic characters she drew were very beautiful, and the whole story was not just one or two sets of clothes.

The characters in her own comic strips would change their clothes every once in a while, and they were all very exquisite and good-looking.

Song Lingxuan also sold the drawings of the costumes in her comics before, which can be regarded as an income. And now she feels that she prefers to be a comic book artist compared to clothing design.

Anyway, she doesn’t have a formal job, so she plans to collect stories and come up with stories here at the hotel. She wants to draw a comic and serialize a long comic.

As long as she stays busy, then she doesn't have to think too much about her father's marriage. Isn't that good?

Song Lingxuan moved from Room 203 in the main building to Room 205 in the single apartment building. After all, she wanted to live here for a month or two, so it would be more convenient to live in the single apartment there.

After moving to Room 205 of the single apartment, Song Lingxuan began to read books, collect stories, and ask other guests in the hotel for stories.

For example, those middle-aged or elderly people have many stories, and Song Lingxuan plans to learn from them.

Song Lingxuan's mental state has changed a lot since she became busy. She no longer felt as decadent and depressed as she did at the beginning, but became full of energy.

Chen Wenjiu was very happy to see her change. After all, she was Zhao Nuan's cousin. After Song Lingxuan got better, Zhao Nuan was happy, and so was her friend.

"Captain Wen!"

Chen Wenjiu was satisfied that Song Lingxuan cheered up, but when she started her own study, she was interrupted by Gao Xinfeng.

"What's wrong?" Chen Wenjiu looked at Gao Xinfeng curiously. Isn't this guy very busy because he has to go to school? Why did you come here today?

"Captain Wenjiu, let me tell you something." Gao Xinfeng pulled Chen Wenjiu to the reception room and said to her nervously, "Isn't there a Federal Comprehensive University next door to our Federal First Military Academy? Now there’s an extra canteen over there.”

"Huh?" Chen Wenjiu tilted his head in confusion, "Is it strange that the university next door has a cafeteria?"

"Of course it's strange. You have to know that the food culture in our interstellar world is like a desert. If it weren't for the fact that we were lucky enough to come to the hotel and with your help, we wouldn't be able to eat so much delicious food. .”

"But there is a canteen opened at the comprehensive university next door. You know, the hot pot restaurant we opened has been chained to several planets, but there is no canteen at the comprehensive university next door."

"Su Mo and I went to taste it. The food in the comprehensive university's cafeteria is also very delicious, although it's not as good as our hot pot." Gao Xinfeng said.

Chen Wenjiu raised his eyebrows when he heard this and said, "You don't open the university cafeteria next door to you?"

"It's not us. It seems to be opened by a student from the university next door. He is only 18 years old this year. He seems to be a new student from the comprehensive university and he seems to be very capable." Gao Xinfeng said.

"What kind of person is the other party? An eighteen-year-old young man is very powerful." Chen Wenjiu asked curiously.

"She is an eighteen-year-old girl. It seems that she was admitted to the Capital Star Comprehensive University from a remote planet. She is a very powerful girl."

Chen Wenjiu raised his eyebrows slightly, "What's wrong? An eighteen-year-old girl is so powerful that she opened a cafeteria in the university. Are you worried that she will steal your business?"

"Don't worry, your star has such a large population, and your hotpot restaurant can't meet everyone's needs. If someone opens a canteen, it doesn't mean they're robbing you of your business."

"Look at our country, Longhua. There are so many restaurants and food stalls, but isn't the business still very good? Only with competition can we make progress." Chen Wenjiu smiled and reassured Gaoxin Fengdao.