In the room, Mr. Su sat alone on a chair.
He held the photo of Old Mrs. Su tightly in his hand, the corners of the photo had been rubbed and curled slightly.
His eyes were fixed on the photo, his cloudy eyes filled with tears.
The tears rolled in her eyes, slowly slid down the wrinkles on her cheeks and dripped onto the photo.
He looked at the photo of his long-dead lover affectionately, immersed in memories of the past.
There is a reason why Mr. Su is particularly fond of Su Yingxue. In his eyes, Su Yingxue is very similar to his wife.
Especially those eyes, as if they were carved from the same mold.
Su Yingxue gently pushed open the door and walked into the room.
Her footsteps were very light, as if she was afraid to disturb her grandfather's thoughts.
She walked straight to Mr. Su, slowly squatted down, and her skirt gracefully spread on the ground.
She stretched out her hands, which were white and slender, and gently straightened Mr. Su's collar.
Her fingers carefully smoothed out the wrinkles on the collar, her movements gentle and delicate, full of care and filial piety for her grandfather.
Then, she smiled and said to Mr. Su: "Grandpa, let me push you out to see the banquet arrangements. They are so beautiful."
Tan Zhengchu stood quietly not far away, his eyes always on Su Yingxue taking care of Old Man Su.
He looked at Su Yingxue's focused expression and gentle actions, and couldn't help but feel emotional.
At this moment, I feel that she is like a warm sun, radiating warm light all over her body, and able to provide comfort to those around her without reservation.
Tan Zhengchu no longer hesitated and walked towards Su Yingxue with steady steps.
He bent slightly, his posture upright and elegant, his eyes full of concern.
First, he nodded gently to Su Yingxue, then looked at Grandpa Su and said sincerely, "Grandpa, let me push you."
He reached out and grasped the handle of the wheelchair, the muscles in his arms slightly tense, showing his strength.
Su Yingxue slightly moved sideways to make room for him.
The two smiled at each other, and then Tan Zhengchu slowly pushed the wheelchair towards the banquet hall.
The room where Mr. Su lives is located next to the study on the first floor, which is very conveniently located.
As soon as you go out, you can have a panoramic view of the bustling hall.
Tan Zhengchu and Su Yingxue carefully pushed Old Man Su slowly into the hall.
When Mrs. Tan saw Mr. Su coming out, her eyes were full of excitement and she hurried to greet him.
She waved her hand gently, signaling the seven children behind her to follow.
Then he walked towards Grandpa Su with steady steps.
The seven children were like seven happy little birds, skipping and jumping behind Grandma Tan, with innocent smiles on their little faces.
When they arrived in front of Grandpa Su, the seven children quickly stood in a row, all of them in high spirits.
They shouted in unison: "Hello, great-grandfather!"
The sound was clear and loud, like a silver bell echoing in the hall.
The tender child's voice was full of respect for his great-grandfather, making everyone present smile.
Liubao blinked his bright and lively big eyes and walked up to Grandpa Su with a smile.
Then he tilted his head and said, "Great-grandfather, you look so energetic today! Just like the old immortal in the story, your whole body is radiating light!"
As Liubao spoke, he gestured exaggeratedly with his little hands.
Old Master Su was amused by Liubao's cute and playful appearance and burst into laughter.
He reached out and gently touched Liubao's head.
The wrinkles on his face deepened because of his smile, and he said, "You little brat, you have such a sweet mouth!"
Su Yingqing stood by the railing on the second floor, her figure graceful but with a hint of coldness.
She folded her arms across her chest and looked at the warm scene downstairs with cold eyes.
My heart was filled with mixed feelings, with the fire of jealousy burning fiercely in my chest.
She bit her lower lip, her face terribly gloomy, thinking secretly in her heart:
Su Yingxue, you are just an outsider, why are you so favored in the Su family?
The old man has always been cold to me, but he is so affectionate to you and your children. How am I inferior to you?
I have liked Tan Zhengchu since I was a child, and he should have joined hands with me.
But you intervened and occupied his heart.
I won't give up. I will make you pay the price and take back everything that belongs to me.
Su Yingqing's cousin Shen Languang stood aside, with jealousy also flashing in her eyes.
She looked at Su Yingxue's family downstairs, who were having a great time, and her heart was filled with resentment.
She echoed Su Yingqing, her tone full of sourness: "That's right, cousin, how is she better than us? She's just good at pretending."
Shen Languang was also thinking: Su Yingxue is not stunningly beautiful, so why does she get so much love and attention?
Her children are all well-behaved and cute, as if all the good luck has come to her.
It's so unfair that I can only watch from the sidelines.
After hearing this, Su Yingqing became even angrier.
She said viciously, "Lan Guang, we have to find a way to deal with her child and let her have a taste of pain."
A sly look flashed across Shen Languang's eyes, and he quickly nodded in agreement.
At this moment, Shen Languang's attention was suddenly attracted by Tan Zhengchu who was passing by downstairs.
She couldn't help but blurt out: "Cousin, this Tan Zhengchu should have been yours at the time, but I didn't expect it to be snatched away by Su Yingxue."
When Su Yingqing heard this, the anger in her heart surged like a tide.
His hands were clenched into fists, his nails digging deep into his palms.
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