An Yu hardly watches the 8 o'clock bloody TV series, but he often hears the little girls in the office mentioning it. When it comes to the heroines of the 8 o'clock TV series, they are really a set of things.

When you say you cry, you cry like you don’t have money.

Very poor acting.

Although An Yu didn't watch the 8 o'clock dog-blooded TV series, she lived next to Hu Sui since she was a child, so how could she not know the kind of person they were talking about?

For example, tonight, Zhao Bo was delayed due to some things in the city and returned late, but he didn't expect that before he walked in, he saw his wife standing in the shade of a tree and crying with her thin shoulders shaking frequently.

And her daughter stood in front of her with no expression on her face.

No comfort in a moment.

On the contrary, when he saw him get off the car, he unconsciously took a step back, as if the one standing in front of her was not her biological mother, but a plague.

Under the night, the heat was rolling, and the cold and thin woman stood in the shade of the tree in a red shirt, with a bit of a ghostly posture.

How does Zhao Bo feel about An Yu?

When she first met, she was a little princess with long hair and wearing a white cotton and linen skirt. She was white and clean, very well-behaved, and even more adorable.

Even at that time, with Zhao Shuyan, I was amazed when I saw this little girl.

The little girl didn't talk much. When she lived in the old Zhao family house, she often lived in a quiet place. Even if she lived under the roof, she didn't see this person very often.

She would argue at first about the old man's deliberate embarrassment, but later chose to be silent.

When did it start?

He thought that it was probably when the old man beat her up all over the ground that day, and Hu Sui stood aside without any intention of being able to block her tears.

That day, when he saw this girl, he changed.

He became taciturn and did not like to talk to others, and then began to sing opposites to his mother frequently.

"What's going on?" Zhao Bo bent over and looked at Hu Sui, and said softly.

When An Yu heard this, his heart sneered open, and he turned around slightly, and his eyes were invisible.

Behind him, Hu Sui held back her crying and calmly told the matter from beginning to end.

It's just explaining the facts without adding any fuel to the fire.

Even more, he automatically brought the sarcastic words that Zhao Qingyan said.

Hu Sui, a woman who was born humble, has undoubtedly been able to firmly sit in Mrs. Zhao's position in recent years without giving birth.

She is good at controlling men's compassion and guilt.

Ordinary women must have exaggerated the matter by adding fuel to the fire and then asked their husband to seek justice for themselves, but she did not.

The more appropriate and generous she was, the more distressed Zhao Bo felt in his heart.

In this way, it is definitely impossible to feel wronged.

Hu Sui stood aside with her silence, lowering her head, and the grievances between her eyebrows and eyes were almost overflowing.

But all of this is true, this man can still bear it.

In recent years, An Yu has never heard Hu Sui laugh at her for criticizing her birth. Ordinary people will definitely say that she is humble and they don’t like her.

But she didn't say it.

She just replaced all words with nothing but words,

Zhao Bo is a man who has been living in the upper class for many years. Even though he is in his fifties, his temperament is a little gentle, but the hostility he has cultivated when he was young is still there.

He pulled Hu Sui into Zhao Tao's house without saying a word, but Hu Sui held it back, shook his head, and said lightly, "Forget it, don't let the brothers and the two families get separated."

Look.

This is so heart-to-heart!

Not to mention Zhao Bo, even any man, Hu Sui can handle it.

First, he will not speak out, and then he will be advised to make sense.

I have a big look, and I feel a little wronged for family harmony.

How sensible?

Zhao Bo looked at her, pursing his lips and not speaking, but the pain in his heart became stronger and stronger.

Under the shade of the tree, An Yu put his hands in his pocket and looked up at the sky. The indifference in his eyes was a little bit lighter than the cold moon.

Hu Sui's acting skills are gradually increasing.

How can ordinary people be her opponent?

If she wants to hold Zhao Bo, she has some means.

This engagement banquet tonight will not come in vain, nor will it come in vain. But the show in front of her is no longer within her plan.

After a long time, Zhao Bo and Hu Sui heard the sound of the lighter. They looked at the sound and saw the bright red figure under the shade of the tree, with green glowing in the fingertips, and the starlight flashed in the breeze.

Seeing this, Hu Sui's heart sank. The person who had just treated others with a soft face instantly became a strict and even apologetic mother; "An Yu."

She shouted, obviously quite dissatisfied with her smoking.

The latter glanced at her faintly, not going to quarrel with her in front of Zhao Bo.

In June, the summer days are hot and the heat is rolling even at night. After standing for a long time, the back is wet and sweaty.

She has never been a person who likes to compromise, so at this time, her eyes crossed Hu Sui and fell straight on Zhao Bo, and said lightly, "Secretary is leaving first, can you let your secretary send me a ride?"

She was not happy with Zhao Bo.

He is polite and polite.

I was just too polite, so polite that I never treated him as my family.

"Let's go home and have dinner!"

This is a tactful inquiry.

A stepfather is kind to his daughter because she is not far away or close, not acquaintance but not stranger.

It is precisely because of this that Hu Sui realized that Zhao Bo has only been kind to An Yu over the years.

That night, Anyu left.

Before getting on the car, she stood beside the car and smoked the cigarette in her hands. Under the moonlight, her thin back became more and more dazzling.

She is the same age as Zhao Shuyan, and she grew into a valuable jade orchid in a greenhouse.

A green lotus that grew into the lotus pond, with wind, rain and rain every day.

Going in the opposite direction

The breeze passed, and the leaves rustled above my head. An Yu looked into the room in the distance, and his dark eyes were filled with waves in the dark night.

Hu Sui and Zhao Bo stood behind her and watched her sucking clouds and spitting mist. It was so unreal.

After a long time, she reached out and threw the cigarette in her hand on the ground, lifted her feet to crush it to death.

Thin-soled high heels feel extremely clear when you step on the bluestone slab.

Then he opened the car door and left the villa area.

On the way, Secretary Zhao Bo frequently looked at the stepdaughter through the rearview mirror.

Although he had known about this person, it was the first time he was a driver for her today.

I can't help but be curious.

When I went down, two cars passed by, attracting An Yu's sight, and then the voice of the driver in the front seat sounded; "The two cars just passed by were the Weng family's cars in the south of the city. The second young master of the Weng family was engaged to Miss Qingyan. The Weng family's parents were both famous figures in the academic circles of the capital and had a scholarly family."

Upon hearing this, An Yu thought about it, but because he rarely dealt with aristocratic family in the capital, he could not remember this person.

A scholarly family?

Compatible with Zhao Qingyan?

A sneer was extremely clear in the car; "What a pity."

It’s a pity that such a scholarly family will be shamed by Zhao Qingyan.

Getting off the Zhao family villa and walking to the wide area on the roadside, Anyu called to stop the car.

"It's hot, so I'll take you home."

"No need, I have something to do," she said, stretched out her hand to pull the car door, found that it was locked, and then knocked on the glass to signal others to unlock it.

Then, push the door and leave.

The heat wave came towards me, and I felt a layer of hot sweat on my back. When I walked into the street light, I felt even more.

When the driver turned around and left, he couldn't help but look at this cold and arrogant stepdaughter more.

On this summer night when sweating and raining and heat storms, even stray cats know to hide in the shade to escape the summer heat. Under the bus stop at the intersection of the west intersection, a woman sat upright under the platform with a black shoulder bag next to her.

Looking into the distance, looking at the road where traffic flows intertwined, there was no emotion at all.

The traffic flowed past him, bringing a rolling heat wave, causing fine and crystal beads of sweat to flow down his cool and chilled face.
To be continued...