The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

  Chapter 195 Lady of the Republic of China, online face slap (15)

  Su Qinghuan took the Browning to play for a while, and then stretched his feet into the vast river in anguish.

   "Hey, is it really that hard to find a son-in-law?"

  After finally seeing a favorite, he ran away without hesitation!

  A great shame!

  The temperature is high in the summer night, and the river water is cool at the moment, which gives people a touch of comfort.

  She almost twisted her ankle just now, but now she doesn't have that pain. She should have been very angry, but when she saw Mu Beicheng's cold face, Su Qinghuan subconsciously forgave the other person.

  It seems that I am also a face control in my bones.

  Su Qinghuan smiled with her lips curled, she lowered her head and looked at the vast river, subconsciously looking at the face in the water.

  The water under the moonlight reflects the beautiful facial features of women.

  Su Qinghuan originally had some doubts whether her charm had declined.

  But it shouldn’t.

  With such a beautiful face, the young man with the last name Mu just didn't even move at all?

  Said the refusal directly?

  ...

  Su Qinghuan curled her lips again, and then quickly took Browning in her arms and went home.

  It's not that she has to be greedy for something like that man, but inexplicably feels that perhaps with such a token, the two will meet each other.

   When Su Qinghuan returned to the Su Family Mansion, it was already night, and it was close to ten o'clock in the evening.

  In this era, it is rare for women to go home so late.

   "Miss, you are back!"

  Su Qinghuan nodded when she saw Xiaotao, the maid rushing towards her, and she just wanted to ask Xiaotao to prepare hot water for her bathing, but when she didn't realize it, she saw Xiaotao's anxious eyebrows.

  "Miss, you didn’t know that Master Wu has been waiting for you at home. If you don’t go home in a while, Master Wu will send someone to find you on the street!"

  Su Qinghuan squinted her eyes slightly, and when she turned her head, she saw the elegant figure beside the Eight Immortals table in the living room.

  The other party is wearing a gray-blue gown with a Buddhist bead in his hand, and is staring at him for a moment.

  Su Qian slightly nodded at Su Qinghuan, with emotions that the girl could not understand surging under his eyes.

   "Qinghuan, you are back."

  ...

  Su Qinghuan saw the string of prayer beads, and there was a strange feeling in his heart. Master Zhan Chen liked to wear prayer beads before. Perhaps it was such a strange mood that made Su Qinghuan a rare pleasing eye for Su Qian today.

   She joked.

   "Unexpectedly, Uncle Wu, you, such a powerful, vertical and horizontal black and white figure, would also use Buddha beads to buy peace of mind."

  Su Qian stepped forward, staring at the girl's unruly hair and her slightly moistened lips, her eagle eyes suddenly showed a hint of hesitation.

"where did you go?"

  Speaking, the man saw the girl’s lotus white arm, there seemed to be some scratches!

  ...

In desperation, Su Qian wanted to pull Su Qinghuan's hand and examine it carefully.

  But Su Qinghuan took a step back without a trace.

  "Doesn’t Uncle Wu know? I went to Zhang’s Mansion today to get my dowry back. Thanks to my uncle Wu who transferred me from there."

   Seeing the little fox's alienated gesture, the man's thin lips pressed into a straight line, and he looked deeply at Su Qinghuan.

   "What about your hairpin?"

  "And what's the matter with the red mark on your hand?"

  Su Qinghuan couldn't help but feel a little funny seeing Su Qian's reprimand like an elder.

  She raised her hand and stroked the shredded hair on the side of her temple, her slender apricot eyes were slightly amused.

   "Uncle Wu, I'm such a big man, can't it be impossible to walk around in Jiangcheng? The hairpin accidentally fell off when I came back. The arm might be in a narrow alley, so it's rubbed against the wall."

  "..."

  Hearing Su Qinghuan’s nonchalant perfunctory tone, Su Qian only felt that he was **** off by Su Qinghuan.

  He didn’t know why he came to Su’s mansion to take care of the life and death of a little girl.

  I just heard people say that his cheap niece quarreled with his ex-husband and the daughter of the adjutant Zhao in the restaurant, so he subconsciously wanted to visit the Su Family Mansion.

  I thought I could wait for Su Qinghuan early, but saw the girl come home late.

   "No matter how old you are, I will always be your uncle."

  The man in his early thirties has a stern face and looks like a high-profile elder.

  Su Qing smiled and sat down, motioning Xiaotao to serve Su Qian with tea.

   "Okay, I'm a junior in Su's family, but if I'm in a business, I wouldn't be so polite to my uncle."

  Su Qian saw Su Qinghuan's rebellious look, and he sighed in his heart.

  His eagle eyes are shining brightly.

   "That's how you want to be the chairman of the chamber of commerce?"

  The man paused, his voice a little hesitant and authentic.

   "If you want, Uncle Wu will protect you from now on. In the huge Jiangcheng, no one dares to bully you."

  She is just a little girl after all.

  Su Qinghuan's things that Su Qinghuan did in Paramount have also seen Su Qian. He didn't think Su Qinghuan could really make a name for himself.

   "Uncle Fifth wants me to stay under the control of others?"

  Su Qinghuan’s lips and smile are slightly cold.

   "Then it seems that Uncle Wu can't drink niece's tea. After all, this Su's firm was originally my father's property. I want to take over. Isn't it right?"

  "..."

  This stubborn little girl!

  Su Qian stroked the jade finger on his left hand, and the rare trace of tenderness was also wiped out.

   "Okay, then I will wait and see! One hundred happy gate opens early next month, I will definitely join in!"

  The man walked away coldly.

  ...

  Xiaotao stood beside Su Qinghuan timidly.

  "Miss, wouldn’t it be too good for you to annoy the fifth master so much?"

  Su Qinghuan shook his head indifferently.

   "I and him are destined to be hostile, who makes the interests mismatched?"

  Little fox's expression also became cold, she didn't fail to see how Su Qian meant to her, she had also considered whether to be with Su Qian or not.

  After all, both of them have the surname Su, which saves the trouble of this surname.

  Who knows, but inquired about some "interesting" personal matters.

  For example, Su Qian took away a girl who looked exactly like her in the metropolis a few days ago, who was only sixteen years old.

  For people like Su Qinghuan, anyone looking for a stand-in for her, no matter whether she has done anything or not, is no longer in her choice.

  ...

  Concession, Wanghu Mansion.

  Su Wuye sat in the living room, his cigar burning with white smoke at his fingertips.

  —Damn, he never thought he would be tempted by a little girl, let alone his niece!

  But it is inexplicable, the girl's smile will run into his dream.

  Su Qian had long known that Su Qinghuan’s ex-husband Zhang Yaozong had bought the boss of Metropolis these days and asked him to find fault. Originally, he still wanted to help Su Qinghuan...

  Now it seems that it is really unnecessary!

  Since she had to fly to a world that belonged to a man to toss, he waited for her to break her wings and blood flow, and finally had to return to his shelter!

  (End of this chapter)