Are sand sculpture trench fans distracted today?

At noon that day, Su An was awakened by his own nephew and his fierce kick on the door of the room, which made a loud noise.

At that time, he was taking a nap in bed with the girl he had hooked up with from whom he didn't know where, when suddenly his eardrums received a huge impact from the outside world, and he immediately sat up against the bed board.

It's just that he has seen all kinds of scenes in his life for so many years, the girl in his arms is too young to be frightened, and immediately shrinks back a little bit into the arms of others.

Su An started from scratch, and after the death of his beloved, he became even more lonely and carefree.

There are no parents who need to support and serve, and no young children who need to be taught.He doesn't rely on the positive orientation of the media to make money, and he doesn't care whether his style of work is not right and he is caught and run on.

That's why when Su Changle rushed in with red eyes, what he saw was such a charming scene.

The girl's round shoulders were shivering outside, and she saw him subconsciously asking with a trembling voice, "Hello, general manager."

"...Did you do the serial car accident on Daowei Road?"

The one on the bed was an [-]th-line actress who had been in Sihuan for less than a year, and her mind was completely out of place.Normally, Su Changle would definitely hang his eyebrows and be ridiculed for a long time, but he was not in the mood today.

All he can think about now is his boyfriend who has just passed the dangerous period and still needs to be closely monitored by doctors and nurses.

An idol group ace who is currently lying in the intensive care unit, with several broken ribs and a calf, who is in the limelight.

Song Nuan is only less than 25 years old, and her bright future is already in front of her eyes.

Su Changle couldn't imagine how he would convey the doctor's order to avoid strenuous exercise after he woke up.

The front of the private car that suddenly rushed out from the side was facing the back seat of the BWP nanny car, which happened to be next to the window next to the person this time.

Although the driver's temporary U-turn, or a temporary attempt to make a U-turn, has reduced the risk of the accident to a little lower than before.

But Song Nuan's position was the first to bear the brunt of it, and it was only after wandering around the gate of hell that he barely returned to the human world.

The doctor meant that family members were not allowed to visit in the short term, so he had time to clear up the relationship and watched the surveillance video with the police.

After all, the timing of the sudden diversion of the nanny car was too coincidental, even ordinary people would have doubts in their hearts when they saw it, let alone the police officers who have been handling cases for many years.

Su An didn't react when he heard this, and his mouth was flattened with a very innocent expression.

"Xiao Changle, you can see, I have been taking naps with this one, how can I have time to watch the news in the city?"

Congestion on main roads in first-tier cities is not uncommon. Of course, the nanny car where the BWP is located cannot be the only one hit by a car that rushes out.

At the beginning, the two cars that collided most severely had uncontrollable inertia. When they collided with each other, they each tilted to the side, and many other cars were additionally affected.

As far as the damage to the traffic of the day is concerned, shouldn't it be on the community news?

Su Changle knew well that he was pretending not to understand and stabbed himself in the heart, and immediately picked up the collar of the loose pajamas, and his breath was shaky with hatred.

"Sensible people don't talk foolishly. We have no big hatred except my father. Why do you..."

And even if his father is counted, the one who lost his close relative should have sharpened his head and thought about killing people, and it shouldn't be the instigator in front of him.

The little celebrity surnamed Song doesn't know what state he is in now, whether he can walk and eat lightly and quickly like a normal person in the future.

But looking at the current situation, Su Changle has completely thrown away the prudence and maturity that he suppressed before.

Relying on him realizing that there are outsiders present, it would be useless to say anything, thinking about it, only he can speak.

Su An patted the back of the girl next to him in such a situation where he looked extremely disadvantaged, his tone remained silent, and he even whistled frivolously at the end.

"You go back first, our father and I have something to say."

"... Changle, let go first."

He watched those who were not convenient to be present quickly slip out of the door, and then the playful vigor in the corners of his eyes and brows finally showed some signs.

Su An slowly raised his eyelids, and turned back to his nephew who has become more and more promising in recent years.

This kid is very thoughtful and calculating, and his tricks of deceiving people behind his back with a smile are getting better year by year.

Ever since Su Sheng was tortured to death in prison, he began to set up an altar to fight against himself.

In the beginning, he was very angry, and he didn't pay attention to the young man who didn't grow all his hair and was able to take care of himself.Knowing that his low-browed and pleasing requests were full of ghost ideas, he still pretended that nothing happened and gave the other party what he wanted.

Su Changle is that wimpy son, but his personality and style are exactly the same as his little uncle's. The two have been fighting tit for tat these years, and they can often think of things together.

Therefore, there are a lot of negotiations, and the careful calculation has not failed.

Su An felt that this was the worst thing he had ever done in relation to this brat.

He should have just stepped on this person in the mud when he has no foundation and no success, so that the other party will lose the capital and possibility of resistance from the beginning.

Just like what my mother did to Su Sheng back then.

"You can't estimate whether I have a backhand."

He sneered and put his hand on Su Changle's wrist, his tone was firm and contemptuous: "Since I can manage the current situation this time, I can do something more unexpected than you expect—"

Su Changle has seen with his own eyes how his father was captured, that kind of scene is enough to leave trauma and shadows on a teenager and half-old child, no matter how decent he pretends to be, it is useless.

He will always remember that fear, no matter how much he hates it, he will never think of doing something that violates discipline or law.

But Suan is different.

As the saying goes, the incompetent is not as good as the incompetent, and the capable is not as good as the willing.

It just so happened that he was the one who was willing to let go.

My little nephew still didn't let go, but in the eyes of Su An, the obvious shortness of breath was no different from directly announcing that he had given up.

He knew early in the morning that Su Changle's fist couldn't be swung down, and with a little effort, he moved the hand that was clenched on his chest aside, and leaned back, looking quite curious.

"Your little lover reacted very quickly. I really want to ask how he guessed it."

Su An paused, and regretfully said as if he had miscalculated: "I didn't expect Si Huan to be able to go out with such a person."

"...because he knows you're crazy."

Su Changle gritted his teeth when he said a sentence, but did he stand up straight enough that he lost an arm and a leg in a sentence?

"Su An, you are a fucking murderer. Do you know this is a crime?"

With so many cars arriving at that time due to unlucky luck, everyone injured inside could be the breadwinner of a whole family.

It caused such a big disaster today because Su An wanted to put himself together?

Su Changle felt cold all over, and he didn't know what words to use to describe his current mood.

"Ouch, thanks for the compliment."

Having said so much here, Su An is completely indifferent: "It's such an honor for me to be charged with the same crime as your own father."

When he said this, he blinked his eyes, and his appearance looked a little soothing, like a child whose parents are trying to persuade him to be disobedient.

"Zhu Xin's move is useless on me, you should have understood earlier."

Su Changle closed his eyes forcefully, and after biting the tip of his tongue and feeling the bloody smell in his mouth, he finally restrained the urge to use violence.

For so many years, they have been discussing business at the wine table with open guns and dark arrows, and they have done a lot of things behind the scenes.

He felt that he was quite shameless.

But standing here face to face with Su An today, he understood what it means to be a little witch.

"Xiao Nuan has never met you since Jin Sihuan opened her own studio. She is just an ordinary little idol. Why did she provoke you..."

Su An pouted and interrupted what the man was going to say next.

Frankly speaking, he feels that Su Changle is deceiving himself and others right now.

"Little Changle, ask yourself how many times you have confronted me openly and secretly since Su Sheng died, and how many stumbling blocks you have made."

He lazily shook his arms and legs, got off the bed and stood up, squinting at the past with condescending sarcasm written in his eyes: "Song Nuan's current result is not all thanks to you playing tricks on me with him back then?"

"But he didn't cooperate voluntarily at first, it was me, it was..."

It was the first time that Su Changle regretted dragging Song Nuan into this game between him and his little uncle.

In any case, after knowing each other for so many years, it's not that he doesn't know Su An's character.

But before that, he thought that the most indecent way this person used was only to use it on himself.

Song Nuan was just an outsider who was tricked and mixed in from the beginning to the end, even Su An should be very clear about this.

"It was you who set up a trap and waited for someone to sneak in. All this has nothing to do with him."

Su An seemed very patient: "But so what?"

After all, Song Nuan became the biggest contributor to deceiving him. Su Changle's efficiency is not low. When he was still busy developing his career to a new height, he never stopped prying corners in the rear.

To be honest, he felt that he was far inferior to this little nephew when it came to just talking about the skill of taking advantage of the fire.

"...shameless."

Su Changle popped out these words from between his teeth: "You are not afraid that I will sue you."

"Yo, now I feel shameless."

Su Anjiao took the compromise and went to the wine cabinet to pick wine like choosing a concubine. He felt very strange when he heard this: "When Si Huan just left, I didn't care about the company. How much profit did you take advantage of? Shall I settle the bill with you?"

"Hey, but it's nothing unusual, after all, this bandit's energy to rob houses is rooted in it. Our neighbors didn't know about your grandma's mistress back then. My mother did it directly when she was pregnant with Liujia. A ten-year-old son came to the door."

He seemed to have taken a fancy to the red wine bottle that was so eye-catching today, and muttered: "It's up to you." Then he took a breath and continued.

"So, let's not say who gets it."

Four or fifty years of old grievances, especially the seniority in the middle.

People are always willing to tell their children about their miserable side, Su Changle frowned, feeling that the version he heard seemed to be completely different.

"...Didn't my grandma die very early?"

"This is true."

Su An put on a smile but didn't smile: "It's just that I brought Su Sheng's nameless illegitimate son to my house, wept and told about his tragic experience, and then went back to die."

When this happened too early, not only the scourge in front of him was not born, but even he was still an embryo in his mother's belly who didn't know whether his hands and feet had developed or not.

His parents belonged to an arranged marriage that was very common at that time. Although they didn't have any emotional foundation for each other, after all, their married life could be regarded as respectful and respectful.

Outsiders, no matter who saw it, they could at least say that this family is very kind.

But who would have thought that this seemingly staid and upright official groom would still be entangled with his first love outside, and even had a son?

When Su An was a child, he didn't know the twists and turns of the family. At one time, he liked the beautiful elder brother who was sculpted in pink and jade, but had a hot temper with everyone.

At that time, he didn't understand why his mother, who had always been extremely strict with his studies, and would tell Su Sheng if he was slack, never showed that vigor to Su Sheng, and would rather watch people fight and play truant and make the teacher's teeth itch with anger.

And if his grievances hadn't accumulated in his heart, he would have had a big fight with his mother in the end.Probably he can only know that Su Sheng and himself are not related by blood until a long time later.

What's more, he couldn't think of what kind of life his mother, a woman who had no financial resources and could not divorce at all, lived at home for many years.

Su Sheng had already remembered when he was picked up, and because he happened to be rebellious, he was scolded by his father when he got into trouble.

He had just lost his parents at that time, and he thought that he would be bullied to pieces when he came to his new family, but he didn't expect that his adoptive mother was gentle and cowardly, and treated him better than his own son.

He didn't show it on the surface but was very grateful in his heart, so even though he dropped out of school early because he was overly pampered, he had no skills and could only be forced to do some physical work to support his family, he still respected her like his own mother.

But Su Sheng guessed that he would never imagine that his mother who had been calling him respectfully for decades, since he entered the house, all he had hoped for in his heart was that he could become a trash as soon as possible.

"...I know that you, like me, don't care about the life and death of the other party out of wanting to protect your reputation. If it's really unfortunate that evidence is found, you can go if you want."

"It's just that I need to remind you that Meng Lianyuan's own younger brother was also injured in Song Nuan's car."

Su An unhurriedly poured wine into the exquisite and beautiful glass, raised his glass slightly to signal him after a distance of more than ten steps, and was not interested in talking about such disgraceful things from beginning to end again.

"So in case you don't get me in, your best bet is to wash it off as a pure accident."