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Chapter 93

Author: Holy Jean

"A lot of old age." After that, Pei Yan let the driver put the rice up, and then started eating slowly.

Su Yue's medicated diet is separate, so the meals of the two are also separated.

Both of them are quiet when they eat.

Pei Yan is elegant and focused. Although Su Yue eats medicated diet in his mouth, his eyes always look at Pei Yan.

A meal is over half an hour.

Watching the driver took things away, Su Yue couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. The atmosphere just now, although Pei Yan didn't say a word, she just felt tight.

"Are there no tea?" Pei Yan knocked on the armrest and looked at Su Yue Road.

Su Yue was a little embarrassed. "I don't usually drink tea, so I didn't buy tea leaves. I want to drink it as if I want to lead you to the teahouse?"

It happened that she hadn't gone to the teahouse for many days.

"Teahouse? Su Yue, you were stabbed yesterday, wouldn't you forget it now? Forget it, hurry up and go with me."

"Where's?" Su Yue didn't respond for a while.

As soon as I saw Pei Yan's look, a spirit of excitement returned, and I was busy explaining: "Men and women are seven years old and different. Although you and I am a master and apprentice, it seems that you live together.

It is more convenient, no matter what, you will have to get the college entrance examination soon, or you should stay closer to the school. "Su Yue looked seriously.

Very good, Xiao Baiyan wolf turned his face fast enough, and now he tells him that things that are not in line with etiquette are here.

Pei Yan bit the rear alveolar and felt inexplicably a little itchy. After looking at Su Yue deeply, he left without saying anything.

Su Yue was relieved, thinking that he had sent Pei Yan away.

Who knows that when it was almost four o'clock in the afternoon, he saw that more than a dozen people flowed into the house.

At 8 o'clock in the evening, the whole house changed a lot.

Some of the feelings she had visited at the time.

The patio is arranged as an elegant leisure area. There is also exquisite workmanship and complex palace lights under the corridor eaves. Even the living room has changed.

The old sofa was lifted away before, and now it is replaced with the Pear Master chair and a Luohan bed.

The floor on the ground was changed, and a layer of blanket was laid.

Su Yue wrote something in the house, and heard that the movement was gone. When she came out, she felt like she had returned to the last life.

The dim and yellow lights are a bit unreal.

After turning around, I did n’t see Pei Yan. I did n’t see anyone when I had dinner, nor did I know what to do here.

She couldn't practice. She was uncomfortable now. Fortunately, yesterday, the man didn't make a ruthless hand. It was okay for a day after a day. Otherwise, she really regretted death, but she didn't know if the person behind the scenes found out.

Su Yuemo held his mobile phone and wanted to call and ask, but he felt inexplicable.

After thinking about it, I finally took the phone in the driver from Mrs. Pei to the driver, and made the driver.

The driver was driving, receiving a strange phone call, and subconsciously took it up.

Connecting the Bluetooth on the car, the sound is free to mention.

"Hello, which one?"

"Hello, hello, I'm Su Yue, are you easy to speak now?" Su Yue said politely.

The driver looked at Pei Yan subconsciously, and didn't know if it was convenient or inconvenient for a moment, so it was silent for a few seconds.

"Are you driving now, it's not convenient to talk to the phone? Then, if you pay attention, you pay attention to safety." After that, you hung up the phone.

The driver didn't know why, and he always felt a little conscience. After the phone was hung up, the atmosphere in the car seemed to suddenly become dignified.

The palms of my palms were sweaty.

Fortunately, after a while, I arrived at the Siheyuan.

"Go back, don't use you in the past two days." Pei Yan dumped the house and entered the house.

The driver wants to cry without tears, how could Miss Su Yue call him? Is it okay to find a husband directly?

The driver returned to the old house, and Pei Yan went to see Su Yue after entering the house.

"How is the injury?"

Su Yue's house was empty, and there were not many furniture. Su Yue saw him over, got up and gave up the chair in front of the desk, and sat on the edge of the bed.

"It's okay, I have taken a lot of medicine." Su Yue Road.

Pei Yan looked at the ink that had not been done on the table and asked faintly: "Call the driver?"

Su Yue "ah".

She guessed that the driver paused for a few seconds because Pei Yan was in the car, otherwise he would not hang up so quickly.

Pei Yan looked at Su Yue and didn't speak, so she looked at her quietly.

That face is too good -looking, especially when I focus on watching you, my heartbeat will not obey my words at all.

Su Yue died at the face, and it was not until he heard a laugh, and then he returned.

Can't help but secretly abandon herself, and she hasn't seen anyone who has never seen a beautiful man. How can she not hold herself so much?

"I just want to ask how people were yesterday, and the people who instructed the people found it out." Su Yueyi would come to his meaning.

Pei Yan said the words found to Su Yue.

Even Su Yan's mother and daughter are the same.

When she heard Su Yan, she was actually not surprised, but Zhao Lan also inserted it, and it was clear that her means was much more ruthless than Su Yan, and she was completely placed in her death.

Su Yue frowned. Although it was unexpected, it was not difficult to understand why Zhao Lan did it.

In the final analysis, these things that happened on them were to blame themselves, but it is easier to blame others than blame themselves.

And Su Yue is a ready -made target.

"Then where are they all taken?" Su Yue asked.

"Naturally, it's where they should go." Pei Yan smiled, but his eyes were cold.

"By the way, what do you plan to do with Su Yan's mother and daughter?" Although the two have a little clever, they know that they do not show themselves traces, but in the Internet era, how can they not find a trace of what they have done.

So whether it is smuggling or public, the punishment of the two will not be small.

Su Yue was thinking about it. Zhao Lan is still Su Jianjun's wife. If she is in jail, it must have an impact on Su Jianjun, and Su Jianjun's accident means that the company will also have problems.

There is a copy of her in it, so Su Yue does not want Su Jianjun to have an accident, let alone the company's company.

Suddenly what I thought of, Su Yue floated a sneer in the corner of his mouth, "Aren't they ready to go abroad? Then let them go out! By the way, there is a one named Cheng Yan. Since he likes Su Yan so much, let him go abroad to go abroad together.

alright."

Of course, it won't let them go out so simple.

Su Yue directly called Su Jianjun and told him what Su Yan and Zhao Lan did.

Su Jianjun did not believe it at the beginning, but Su Yue had evidence given by Pei Yan here. When a few photos were posted, Su Jianjun couldn't recognize it.

"Dad, you said that I just came to Beijing for less than two months. Why did Aunt Zhao treat me like this? I have never seen Aunt Zhao before. In this time, I try not to discuss Aunt Zhao's suspicion.

Don't appear in front of her, why should she treat me like this? "

"If it was yesterday, such a thing really happened, wouldn't I force me to die again?" Su Yue tears like the pearl of the line, a series of skewers falls down, choked while crying, and still cried.

Snoring, just how miserable and how to come.

Su Jianjun had a slightly word for Su Xin's previous practice, and when Zhao Lan was crazy in the hospital, he was very unhappy. At this time, he saw that they were so counted in Su Yue, and a anger in his heart rushed up.

"I know, you can rest assured, you are my daughter, I will not let you be wronged."

After hanging up the phone, Su Yue performed face -changing skills.

Although I have never studied Sichuan opera, the use of this skill is more proficient than the Sichuan opera master.
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