Rebirth Seventy Splendid Years

Having made up his mind, Su Zhiyong felt much more at ease. As long as Mr. Han knew about Su Mei's life experience, his anger would definitely disappear. The old man only cared about Zhuang Yulan's daughter. As for Su Yue, a bastard with unknown background, the old man would naturally not care. up.

In Su Zhiyong's mind, he had already defined Su Yue as a wild species, even if Su Yue was really Zhuang Yulan's own, she could only be a wild species now.

Hmph, whoever made this little bastard lose his face, don't blame him for being cruel!
For the past 18 years, he has devoted himself to raising Su Yue. He has spent so much money and energy that he is worthy of this little beast.

The biggest problem was solved, Su Zhiyong felt relieved, and his mood improved a lot. Then he smelled the aroma of chili peppers in the air, and three dishes and one soup were placed on the table, still steaming.

Dried shredded pork with leeks, eggs with chives, scrambled tofu with potherb mustard, and seaweed egg soup. There is a lot of pepper in each bowl of dishes. They are bright red and tempting to look at. Su Zhiyong is greedy all of a sudden. Meetings in other places, the eating habits there are similar to those in Lucheng. The locals don’t eat chili peppers, and those who go to meetings eat them in the cafeteria. The taste is really not that good, it can only fill their stomachs.

"Dad, let's eat first."

Su Mei set up the bowls and chopsticks, and greeted Su Zhiyong to eat, only when she was full did she have the strength to teach Lao Bailian a lesson.

"it is good."

Su Zhiyong fully agreed, and interrogated Xia Yanqiu after dinner. He had breakfast early at seven o'clock, and he hadn't even eaten a drop of rice yet, so he was already hungry.

Xia Yanqiu breathed a sigh of relief, she had escaped for the time being, and hoped that Su Zhiyong would go to Han's house when he was full and she would be able to escape.

As for Zhang Hai, she has to settle accounts with the old lady Xia, Xiaoyue must not marry that old man, even if she is an old girl at home, she can't help Xiaoyue jump into the fire.

"Dad has worked hard, eat more."

Su Mei filled a bowl full of rice and handed it to Su Zhiyong. He was so cute and caring, which made Su Zhiyong extremely ironic. He also made up his mind to justify Su Mei's name. It happened that Su Mei's appearance was seven or eight points similar to Zhuang Yulan, Mr. Han was sure will believe.

Xia Yanqiu got up, went to the bathroom to wash her face, her face was still pale, and there was pain everywhere in her body. Su Zhiyong's heart-warming foot probably caused an internal injury, and every step of the way felt faint pain.

But she didn't dare to hum, for fear of annoying Su Zhiyong, so she had to endure the pain and sit down to eat.

Su Yue didn't come out, she was still lying on the bed, Xia Yanqiu looked at Su Zhiyong timidly, seeing that his face was calm and relaxed, she got up and walked towards Su Yue's room, trying to wake her up for dinner.

"If you don't want to eat, get out!"

As soon as Xia Yanqiu got up, Su Zhiyong said something coldly, which made her tremble in fright, and quickly sat down, but she still didn't give up, begging in a low voice: "Xiaoyue can't help being hungry... If you don't eat, something will happen..."

She thought, no matter what, Xiaoyue is now carrying the identity of Zhuang Yulan's daughter, even if Su Zhiyong doesn't want to see Xiaoyue anymore, as long as he still wants to curry favor with the Han family, he has to treat Xiaoyue well.

This is also the reason why she has not disclosed her real identity to Su Yue for 18 years.

Being Zhuang Yulan's daughter, she can enjoy the benefits that Zhuang Yulan left behind during her lifetime, Zhuang Yulan's honor and the care of the Han family, all these can make Xiaoyue's worth higher than others, better than being her daughter.

"It's better to die, so as not to be embarrassing!"

Su Zhiyong snorted coldly, and his face became gloomy. Although he had already thought of a countermeasure, whenever he thought of the scandalous things Su Yue did, his anger would rise up, wishing to kill this rebellious girl.

Xia Yanqiu's face turned pale, and her heart sank. Su Zhiyong is really so cruel?
"I'm worried about the Han family..."

Xia Yanqiu tentatively mentioned something, but before she finished speaking, she was so frightened by Su Zhiyong's cold eyes that she swallowed the rest of her words, and her body turned cold all of a sudden.

She vaguely felt that some things seemed to be beyond her control.

"You still have the face to mention the Han family? This little bastard is splashing dirty water on my face, the face of the Han family. I will go to the Han family to plead guilty and ask Brother Han to forgive me. Su Zhiyong has no way to teach a daughter, and he taught such a shameless thing!"

Su Zhiyong dropped his chopsticks and scolded Xia Yanqiu sternly. Although he could use the bag to prevaricate, he could guess with the soles of his feet that Mr. Han would definitely scold him.

As long as he thinks about being scolded and becoming a grandson, he will feel extremely bitter.

Xia Yanqiu didn't dare to say anything anymore, she was in shock, and she didn't dare to ask Su Yue to eat, after Su Zhiyong left, she could get Xiaoyue something to eat.

What she is more worried about now is Su Zhiyong's attitude. She always feels that something bad will happen. Xia Yanqiu, who is restless, picks up chopsticks and eats like chewing wax, without any taste.

Su Yue, who was in the room, heard Su Zhiyong's words clearly, the tears just stopped, and flowed out again, most of the pillow was wet, her small eyes were swollen like walnuts, and her face turned a khaki color , like a pot of overcooked curry potatoes, looks a bit unappetizing.

"Father, don't worry. Uncle Han is reasonable. When your sister had an accident, you were on a business trip outside. How could you have expected that an accident would happen to your sister?"

Su Mei picked up a chopstick of shredded pork, put it in Su Zhiyong's bowl, and comforted him softly.

Su Zhiyong felt much more comfortable, and glared at Xia Yanqiu. It was all caused by this stupid woman. He wanted to hurt Xiaomei, but ended up hurting Su Yue. He will teach this stupid woman a lesson after dinner.

Xia Yanqiu's face turned even paler, she lowered her head and counted the rice grains for dinner, not daring to pick up the food, she only hoped that Su Zhiyong would go to Han's house after eating and let her go.

Su Zhiyong has a very good appetite. He ate three bowls of rice, and the food was clean. After eating enough, he will be in good spirits. Su Zhiyong got up, and shouted at Xia Yanqiu who was still holding a bowl of rice, chewing slowly: "Go into the room." !"

"I haven't eaten yet."

Xia Yanqiu shivered, begging softly.

"Don't eat it!"

Su Zhiyong became impatient, his eyes became colder and colder, Xia Yanqiu didn't dare to procrastinate, put down the bowl, and followed Su Zhiyong into the house.

Su Mei rolled her eyes, took the bowls and chopsticks to the kitchen, and lay down at the door to eavesdrop. Xia Yanqiu's wailing was the most beautiful fairy song, better than eating the Queen Mother's flat peaches.

"Ah... it hurts..."

Xia Yanqiu's cry of pain came from the room. Although it was very soft, one could hear how much pain the old Bai Lian was in. It must have been poked by a needle.

"Zhang Hai was arranged by you, and you want him to spoil Xiaomei's innocence, Xia Yanqiu, are you still pretending to be confused with me?" Su Zhiyong asked coldly.

"No, I don't know Zhang Hai. Xiaomei is my own. How could I harm her? Old Su, don't believe the nonsense people outside...ah..."

Xia Yanqiu hurriedly explained that she and Aunt Xia conspired to kill Su Mei, absolutely must not let Su Zhiyong know.

But she didn't know that Su Zhiyong had already found out, and would never believe her words again.

Su Zhiyong pinched the long silver needle tightly, like embroidery, and pierced Xia Yanqiu's body at a leisurely pace. The most pierced was the heart, where it hurt the most and was also the most secret.

Xia Yanqiu clutched her heart tightly, shaking like a pendulum, her face was pale, her hair was wet with cold sweat, but she didn't dare to scream too loudly, otherwise Su Zhiyong would prick her harder.