Her acting was so exaggerated that Tu Hengchuan suddenly felt like he was having a heart attack. He felt like he wanted to hit her more than Tu Sijun.
What are you three doing standing at the door?
Tu Ling and Shi Xu walked up the stairs and saw three people standing there in a stalemate, the atmosphere somewhat eerie.
If she hadn't spoken, Su Ping wouldn't have noticed the group's positions. Two men were standing in front of her, neither willing to give way.
With that height difference, let her kneel for three seconds first!
Tu Hengchuan took in the expression on her face and knew without guessing that she was thinking of something good.
"Go inside and sleep quietly. Don't open the door tonight no matter who knocks, or I'll break your legs tomorrow."
Before Su Ping could get her fill of looking around, Tu Hengchuan shoved her into the room.
When did this man become so petty?
...
The next morning, Tu Hengchuan dropped Su Ping off at the villa entrance and then drove away.
He has a TV series opening ceremony tomorrow morning, and there's a bunch of stuff waiting for him to go back and familiarize himself with.
Su Ping lay in bed and, as usual, sent a message to the other two people.
The message page with Song Qi still has a big red exclamation mark. No way, this little pervert hasn't pulled her out yet?
Shen Jiayu replied to her message.
Ayu: "Are you free tonight? Let's meet up, and I'll give you the jade."
Su Ping, who was listless after reading the first half of the sentence, perked up immediately after reading the second half.
The Dream of Nine Hundred Million Young Men: "Okay, okay, Ayu, send me the address, I'll definitely be there on time!"
Looking at her nickname, Shen Jiayu chuckled, sat up straight in his chair, and typed in a note.
Sleepiness overcame her, so Su Ping simply pulled the covers over herself and fell into a deep sleep. When she woke up, it was already dark outside.
Oh no, she probably overslept again.
I opened my phone and saw the address Shen Jiayu had sent me: Jue Se.
How did I end up here?
Thinking of what Tu Ling had told her before she left this morning, she said she would accompany Shi Xu back to her hometown. She should still be on the road and wouldn't be back for at least three or four days.
Su Ping breathed a sigh of relief. Having learned from her previous experience, this time she changed into a backless bright red dress, and styled her long hair into wavy curls that draped over her shoulders, revealing her exquisite figure.
After parking the car, she grabbed her bag and walked towards Jue Se in her high heels.
The journey was smooth, but when going up the steps, the man in front of me blocked my way, forcing me to stop.
The man, dressed in a white shirt and jeans, with his hair fluttering in the wind, was struggling to move his wheelchair.
Su Ping glanced at the security guards and servants standing to the side, seemingly oblivious. Seriously, do you really think she's stupid and can't see it?
[Huluwa, who is this man?]
Su Ping simply stopped and looked at the man in front of her who was directing and acting all by himself.
[Host, he is Mo Ruinan, Gu Lan's brother-in-law. The novel's plot twisted before he even appeared, so he's probably just a minor character.]
Brother-in-law?
Is he the younger brother of the Mo Group president who has already disappeared?
What is he doing here?
[Host, back then, Mo Ruinan went abroad to study in pursuit of his dream of painting. During his years abroad, he had already gained considerable fame, and a single painting from him was worth a fortune. When he returned after completing his studies, he discovered that his brother had disappeared, and the Mo family had changed hands.]
Su Ping watched as Mo Ruinan stood ramrod straight, still struggling to move her wheelchair.
Oh well, let him have his way.
Suddenly, someone grabbed the handle of the wheelchair behind me, and a faint scent of gardenias drifted in with the wind.
Mo Ruinan turned her head and saw the woman standing behind her.
The woman smiled at him, pushed her wheelchair back slightly, and easily climbed one step.
"Be careful, your hands are so beautiful, it wouldn't be good if you hurt them."
After Su Ping finished speaking, he secretly began to compete with the wheelchair under his command.
What's wrong with this wheelchair? It was so easy to control just now, but now it's like it's developed a rebellious bone?
Mo Ruinan said thank you, then looked down at her hands.
In the sunlight, the ten fingers are slender and well-proportioned, the kind of hands that an artist takes good care of.
After trying to push it for a long time without success, Su Ping looked at the servant standing next to her and rolled her eyes.
No, seeing her wearing such a sexy dress and sticking out her big butt, didn't you even come over and help her?
Upon receiving her gaze, the attendant subconsciously glanced at the man in the wheelchair.
Only after receiving the man's permission did she step forward to help, feeling a great weight lifted off her shoulders.
With his help, the wheelchair quickly made it up the steps.
Su Ping clapped her hands and said goodbye: "My friend is already waiting for me. See you again someday."
Behind her, Mo Ruinan watched her retreating figure and curled the corners of her lips into a smile.
Su Ping arrived at the door of the private room that Shen Jiayu had mentioned, and the servant standing at the door opened the door for her.
The private room fell silent as everyone turned to look.
Besides Shen Jiayu sitting in the middle, there was also Chen Qi and a strange man.
But Su Ping vaguely remembered the woman sitting next to the man, sipping her milk.
The woman clearly recognized Su Ping as well, her eyes shining as she put down her cup: "It's you!"
"What's going on? Do you two know each other?"
Shen Jiayu straightened up and beckoned to Su Ping to sit down next to him.
"I met him once when I picked him up from school last time."
The woman was wearing a preppy short skirt and nestled in the arms of the man next to her, smiling shyly.
Su Ping looked at the man.
He was dressed in a white shirt and gray suit pants, with the shirt sleeves rolled up to reveal a section of his fair forearm, looking every bit the professional elite.
"So you're the beautiful older sister that Xiaomei has been talking about for so long."
The man smiled and nodded at her, then looked at the silent Shen Jiayu: "Ayu, aren't you going to introduce him?"
Shen Jiayu grabbed Su Ping's hand, which was hanging by his side, and raised an eyebrow at him: "Isn't it obvious?"
"Sure, who told us we'd be alone forever? Come on, punish yourselves with three drinks."
The man paused for a moment, then picked up the wine bottle next to him and poured Shen Jiayu a full glass of wine.
"What's making you so happy? Tell me quickly."
As the door to the private room opened, Mo Ruinan entered in a wheelchair.
"Anan?"
"It really is you!"
Apart from Shen Jiayu, everyone else was surprised and stood up.
"You've been living abroad without a word for so many years, I thought you'd found a foreign woman and become her live-in son-in-law!"
Chen Qi was visibly happy and walked over to pat him on the shoulder.
"What's going on? They didn't even call us when they got back."
Mo Ruinan smiled and said, "I just wanted to give you a surprise, so I only told Brother Yu."
"Well, after all these years, you're still only close to him. No wonder you were brothers who slept in bunk beds back then."
Shen Jiayu was also unusually moved, after all, when the Mo family had their troubles, they kept it from him until the last two years.
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