Su Qingyu hadn’t known him for a long time, and he couldn’t figure out what he thought.
Li Tingchen patted the back of her hand and whispered, “Don’t be afraid, there is me.”
These four words seemed to reassure Su Qingyu a lot.
A few hours of flight time, from the warm Raqqa to the cold and windy city of A.
There is no snow today, but the temperature is as low as minus ten degrees.
Li Tingchen prepared a thick down jacket for her before she got off the plane, which was very intimate.
Fu Changqing didn’t say a word all the way, Su Qingyu obediently followed him back to Fu’s house.
When she arrived at a familiar place, Su Qingyu had no reason to panic. She had been a good girl since she was a child, making Su Qiping proud of her existence.
When she was most rebellious, she was also busy with her studies, how could she know that her rebellious period came so late.
Su Qingyu grabbed Li Tingchen’s hand tightly, just like a child who did something wrong, he wanted to find a helper.
How did you know that when he arrived at the door of the study, Fu Changqing stopped Li Tingchen, “Dad and she have something to say.”
Li Tingchen frowned tightly, “I will accompany Susu. Of course she is wrong, but we will bear what we have together.””
Fu Changqing glanced at him coldly, “Bear it together?What is your identity and why do you bear it with her?”
In one sentence, Li Tingchen was beaten back to his original form, and Fu Changqing still sprinkled salt on his wound and added: “Do you want me to remind you that you have been divorced a long time ago.”
Li Tingchen: “……”
He has regretted the divorce many times, but now it is in vain to say anything.
Without that piece of paper, he and Su Qingyu would not have any relationship.
Su Qingyu had to bite the bullet and enter the study by himself.
Fu Nanzhi was practicing calligraphy and didn’t look up at her, “I’m back.”
Obviously Fu Nanzhi didn’t say anything, the coercion she felt made the hair on her back stand up.
Is this the majesty from the superior?
Su Qingyu bent his knees without hesitation and knelt down, “Grandpa, I’m sorry.”
She, a good girl, has no experience in admitting mistakes, so in short, she must be right to apologize first.
Fu Nanzhi swiped a lot, and the last stroke was completed.