Pei Luan said it calmly, but Shen Zhu was shocked when he heard it. His mind was filled with imagining what kind of life his son lived in the past.
In the rotten den, there are three religions and nine streams. They have never gained anything and are not afraid of losing it.
Since the death of his wife, Shen Zhu has not been too concerned about Shen Changqing, but he has always been more willing to give up in terms of material things.
But when he found his own son, he immediately felt distressed.
If this is his son’s only wish, he will do anything to help his son achieve it.
Su Qingyu stood on the beach, looking at the sunset on the horizon.
Although Su Shiyue should have been buried under the sea, her heart was not happy at all.
What’s the use if the culprit is dead? The Su family is still in disarray, and her mother’s whereabouts are unknown until now.
Su Qingyu sighed softly.
“You are so young, why are you sighing?” Xuanyuan Ying walked up to Su Qingyu at some point.
He sat next to her, not caring about the sand on the ground, looking very casual.
He also patted the seat next to him and said, “Sit down, I won’t do anything to you, I just want to chat with you.”
Su Qingyu glanced at him and subconsciously took a few steps away before sitting down.
“No, the Qing Dynasty has been destroyed, are you still upholding the virtues of women?” Xuanyuan Ying really didn’t like the way she was avoiding him like a snake or a scorpion.
Su Qingyu shook his head, “Xuanyuan Ying, I can be your friend, but I can’t promise you anything else.”
Xuanyuan Ying suddenly approached, rushing toward him with strong hormones.
“Dr. Su, if you really don’t want to provoke me, then don’t give me hope in the first place!”
“Sorry, Xuanyuan Ying.” Su Qingyu had known that the task would attract Xuanyuan Ying, so she would definitely not agree.
“Can’t we really try? Even just try.” He said very humbly.
Su Qingyu met his pleading eyes. Love is not seeking medical treatment. She couldn’t give him any medicine.
Li Tingchen’s cold voice came: “You are dreaming! Su Su has agreed to remarry me.”
The two were at war with each other as soon as they met. Xuanyuan Ying looked at Li Tingchen coldly, “Looking for death? Don’t forget whose territory you are on now?”
“I can still open your flowers on anyone’s territory.”
“You’re just looking for a beating!”
Xuanyuan Ying rushed toward Li Tingchen like a leopard without warning, and punched Li Tingchen in the face.
Li Tingchen raised his hand to block him, and the two of them struggled.
Su Qingyu retreated silently, and there was no “stop fighting” scene at all.
She even had someone chop a coconut, put a straw in it and sit on a beach chair to enjoy it slowly.
Chen Ling was a little nervous: “Madam, won’t you stop me?”
“What are you stopping? What does men’s fights have to do with women?” Su Qingyu looked indifferent.
On the beach, the little witch ran after the little sand crab with his bare feet, and the bells on his feet “dinged bells” were very sweet.
They ran to the side of the two people who were covered with sand, and they stopped.
“Baby, you still feel sorry for Daddy. Daddy won’t fight anymore.”
“Xiao Wu, look at me, I am your stepfather.”
Xiao Wu dug out a small sand crab from the sand, glanced at the two of them like idiots, and walked away silently.
Xuanyuan Ying looked at the little girl’s deserted back, “No, what kind of daughter did you give birth to?”
Li Tingchen punched me, “You still want to be a stepfather, you’re just dreaming!”
Su Qingyu put down the coconut and waved to Xiao Wu, “Baby, we are ready to go home.”
Let men’s disputes be left to men’s fists.