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Chapter 189 The Lady of the Republic of China, Face Slapped Online (9)
Chapter 189 The Lady of the Republic of China, Face Slapped Online (9)
Seeing the blood-stained jade finger, the deep eyes of the man in the black gown narrowed slightly, and there was a trace of coldness between the handsome brows, but it disappeared quickly.
"Since my niece is so free, let's invite her in."
As Su Qian said, he seemingly casually brought over the gold-carved and jade-built jewelry box.
The voice he gave to his servants was always gentle, but the fingers holding the jewelry box were a little tight, and the blue blood vessels burst open.
……
Su Qinghuan waited outside the carved iron gate of Wanghu Mansion. She looked at the small western-style building where Su Qian lived, feeling a little envious.
Although the combination of Chinese and Western in the Su residence is also very beautiful, the decoration and furnishings inside are not as completely westernized as the Western-style buildings in the concession, with the most advanced electronic equipment nowadays.
Su Qinghuan was thinking in her heart whether she should buy a bungalow after Zhang Yaozong's [-] yuan was obtained. At this moment, Su Qian's housekeeper came up and waved to her respectfully.
"Miss Qing Huan, Fifth Lord asked you to wait in the living room."
"Ok."
Su Qinghuan didn't mind the man's ostentation either. Judging from the host's memory, this Fifth Master Su really wasn't something ordinary people would provoke.
Although the other party is the adopted son of a branch of the Su family and has no blood relationship with the Su family, he is of the same generation as the original owner's father. He is only in his early 30s and has made a fortune in Jiangcheng. He is a well-known figure.
Mr. Su has no sons under his knees, and most of his clan members are old and unable to do what they want. It is very normal that they cannot compete with this rising star.
……
In such a chaotic world, Su Qinghuan is neither the Holy Mother nor the savior of the world. She cannot protect everyone at all, but at most she can give some warmth to those who have good intentions towards the original owner.
At the very least, she has to guard those women in Su's mansion.
Su Qinghuan has always defended her weaknesses. When she approached the living room, she saw a man sitting on the velvet sofa, reading a newspaper.
"Hello fifth uncle."
Su Qinghuan spoke respectfully, but there was no respect in her eyes.
Su Qian didn't look up as if he didn't hear what she said.
This guy is trying to show her off!
The little fox felt a little annoyed now, and she simply didn't speak, but stared straight at the man on the sofa in front of her with a pair of clear eyes.
Su Qian is 31 years old, with a thin body and a handsome face, like a scholar in a storybook, but there is a thin scar from his forehead to eyelashes, which cannot be seen clearly from a distance, but it is not clear from a close look. Some shocking.
This scar did not damage the handsomeness of the man, but it was a bit more sinister.
……
After about half an hour, the man who was reading the newspaper stood up calmly.
Su Qian glanced at Su Qinghuan coldly.
"I don't know what kind of wind is blowing today, so that you can come to Wanghu mansion to find me in person."
In the past, this cheap, unrelated niece was most afraid of him, and she didn't even dare to meet his eyes, so she could only stand aside shivering.
"Does Uncle Wu not like Qing Huan coming?"
Su Qing smiled happily and blinked at Su Qian. She even walked to the coffee table in the living room very proactively, took out the Yuqian Longjing that she had prepared a long time ago, and offered the man a new cup of tea.
"The tea you read in the newspaper is cold, why don't Uncle Wu have a cup of Qing Huan's tea first?"
The girl was wearing a new-style moonlight cheongsam, outlining her slender figure. At this moment, she was slightly bent to make tea, revealing her beautiful jade-colored legs.
Fascinating as it is hidden.
Seeing this scene, Su Qian couldn't help frowning.
He doesn't see Su Qinghuan too many times a year, basically when Su Qinghuan was not out of the cabinet, but every time the other party is wearing an old-style jacket and skirt, with thick bangs hanging down, he can't even see his facial features clearly.
But at this moment, Su Qinghuan combed her hair in a beautiful bun, with all her bangs combed up, revealing that classic oval face.
……
"Why is Uncle Wu staring at me like that? Don't you even dare to take a cup of tea from your niece?"
The corners of Su Qinghuan's lips curled into a curve, which seemed to be provocative, but also seemed to be some kind of unspeakable bewitchment.
"This is the Yuqian Longjing that I specially asked Mama Wang for. It is harvested from the mother tree planted beside the Hupao Spring. This year, there is only a small harvest. I especially brought it to Uncle Wu to try something new."
Su Qian's throat was inexplicably dry, he lowered his eyes, and casually took the tea served by Su Qinghuan.
"That would be disrespectful."
Seeing the green tea leaves stretching out in the white porcelain teacup, glowing brightly, Su Qian couldn't help but think of the blood-stained emerald finger wrench.
This tea is really good.
It's just that this person... is a bit worse.
……
"Uncle Wu thinks this Yuqian Longjing is quite suitable for your taste."
"It's okay."
Su Qian nodded coldly. He glanced at Su Qinghuan's bright and fresh face, and he always felt that his cheap niece was different.
"What do you want to come here today?"
"Uncle Wu is a straightforward person. Naturally, my niece can't hide it. Let's be smart and don't whisper. I came here today to find Uncle Wu for two things."
As Su Qinghuan said, she stretched out her scallion-like white fingers, and her light red nails dyed with impatiens fell on the newspaper, so inexplicably gorgeous that it made people's hearts sway.
"Uncle Wu must have known about my divorce from Zhang Yaozong, but he still owes me [-] yuan in dowry fees."
The girl paused for a moment, her beautiful eyes glistening, as if they were hooked tightly.
"After all, I am a daughter's family, and Uncle Wu is the elder, and he drank the tea I respected. Would you like to resolve this matter for Qing Huan?"
Su Qian looked at Su Qinghuan and nodded slightly.
"Okay, this is a trivial matter, what about the other one?"
"Another thing... I want to take back my father's property and become the president of Su's business firm. Does Uncle Wu think there is hope?"
The girl stepped forward gracefully, and suddenly stretched out her thin white fingers, lingering on the man's arm like a little love.
She raised her head, and a beautiful hibiscus face slowly bloomed in the eyes of the man.
"I don't know if Uncle Wu still remembers that my father once joked that he would betroth me to you?"
There was a sweet smell lingering, Su Qian froze, and was confused by the girl's sudden approach.
There is indeed such a thing.
At that time, Su Qinghuan was only 15 years old. Mr. Su saw that Su Qian was ambitious and powerless, so he thought of matching them up.
At that time, Su Qian naturally looked down on such a yellow-haired girl.
What did he say?
——Even if there is no blood relationship, how can there be any reason for an uncle to marry a niece?
……
Su Qian frowned, he wanted to push the girl away.
In the end, he felt something pressed against his waist.
"Uncle Wu, would you mind accompanying me to the Su Chamber of Commerce?"
The little fox opened her big innocent eyes, and her smile was bright and full of girlish innocence.
It was in stark contrast to the ruthless method of threatening people with guns.
(End of this chapter)
Seeing the blood-stained jade finger, the deep eyes of the man in the black gown narrowed slightly, and there was a trace of coldness between the handsome brows, but it disappeared quickly.
"Since my niece is so free, let's invite her in."
As Su Qian said, he seemingly casually brought over the gold-carved and jade-built jewelry box.
The voice he gave to his servants was always gentle, but the fingers holding the jewelry box were a little tight, and the blue blood vessels burst open.
……
Su Qinghuan waited outside the carved iron gate of Wanghu Mansion. She looked at the small western-style building where Su Qian lived, feeling a little envious.
Although the combination of Chinese and Western in the Su residence is also very beautiful, the decoration and furnishings inside are not as completely westernized as the Western-style buildings in the concession, with the most advanced electronic equipment nowadays.
Su Qinghuan was thinking in her heart whether she should buy a bungalow after Zhang Yaozong's [-] yuan was obtained. At this moment, Su Qian's housekeeper came up and waved to her respectfully.
"Miss Qing Huan, Fifth Lord asked you to wait in the living room."
"Ok."
Su Qinghuan didn't mind the man's ostentation either. Judging from the host's memory, this Fifth Master Su really wasn't something ordinary people would provoke.
Although the other party is the adopted son of a branch of the Su family and has no blood relationship with the Su family, he is of the same generation as the original owner's father. He is only in his early 30s and has made a fortune in Jiangcheng. He is a well-known figure.
Mr. Su has no sons under his knees, and most of his clan members are old and unable to do what they want. It is very normal that they cannot compete with this rising star.
……
In such a chaotic world, Su Qinghuan is neither the Holy Mother nor the savior of the world. She cannot protect everyone at all, but at most she can give some warmth to those who have good intentions towards the original owner.
At the very least, she has to guard those women in Su's mansion.
Su Qinghuan has always defended her weaknesses. When she approached the living room, she saw a man sitting on the velvet sofa, reading a newspaper.
"Hello fifth uncle."
Su Qinghuan spoke respectfully, but there was no respect in her eyes.
Su Qian didn't look up as if he didn't hear what she said.
This guy is trying to show her off!
The little fox felt a little annoyed now, and she simply didn't speak, but stared straight at the man on the sofa in front of her with a pair of clear eyes.
Su Qian is 31 years old, with a thin body and a handsome face, like a scholar in a storybook, but there is a thin scar from his forehead to eyelashes, which cannot be seen clearly from a distance, but it is not clear from a close look. Some shocking.
This scar did not damage the handsomeness of the man, but it was a bit more sinister.
……
After about half an hour, the man who was reading the newspaper stood up calmly.
Su Qian glanced at Su Qinghuan coldly.
"I don't know what kind of wind is blowing today, so that you can come to Wanghu mansion to find me in person."
In the past, this cheap, unrelated niece was most afraid of him, and she didn't even dare to meet his eyes, so she could only stand aside shivering.
"Does Uncle Wu not like Qing Huan coming?"
Su Qing smiled happily and blinked at Su Qian. She even walked to the coffee table in the living room very proactively, took out the Yuqian Longjing that she had prepared a long time ago, and offered the man a new cup of tea.
"The tea you read in the newspaper is cold, why don't Uncle Wu have a cup of Qing Huan's tea first?"
The girl was wearing a new-style moonlight cheongsam, outlining her slender figure. At this moment, she was slightly bent to make tea, revealing her beautiful jade-colored legs.
Fascinating as it is hidden.
Seeing this scene, Su Qian couldn't help frowning.
He doesn't see Su Qinghuan too many times a year, basically when Su Qinghuan was not out of the cabinet, but every time the other party is wearing an old-style jacket and skirt, with thick bangs hanging down, he can't even see his facial features clearly.
But at this moment, Su Qinghuan combed her hair in a beautiful bun, with all her bangs combed up, revealing that classic oval face.
……
"Why is Uncle Wu staring at me like that? Don't you even dare to take a cup of tea from your niece?"
The corners of Su Qinghuan's lips curled into a curve, which seemed to be provocative, but also seemed to be some kind of unspeakable bewitchment.
"This is the Yuqian Longjing that I specially asked Mama Wang for. It is harvested from the mother tree planted beside the Hupao Spring. This year, there is only a small harvest. I especially brought it to Uncle Wu to try something new."
Su Qian's throat was inexplicably dry, he lowered his eyes, and casually took the tea served by Su Qinghuan.
"That would be disrespectful."
Seeing the green tea leaves stretching out in the white porcelain teacup, glowing brightly, Su Qian couldn't help but think of the blood-stained emerald finger wrench.
This tea is really good.
It's just that this person... is a bit worse.
……
"Uncle Wu thinks this Yuqian Longjing is quite suitable for your taste."
"It's okay."
Su Qian nodded coldly. He glanced at Su Qinghuan's bright and fresh face, and he always felt that his cheap niece was different.
"What do you want to come here today?"
"Uncle Wu is a straightforward person. Naturally, my niece can't hide it. Let's be smart and don't whisper. I came here today to find Uncle Wu for two things."
As Su Qinghuan said, she stretched out her scallion-like white fingers, and her light red nails dyed with impatiens fell on the newspaper, so inexplicably gorgeous that it made people's hearts sway.
"Uncle Wu must have known about my divorce from Zhang Yaozong, but he still owes me [-] yuan in dowry fees."
The girl paused for a moment, her beautiful eyes glistening, as if they were hooked tightly.
"After all, I am a daughter's family, and Uncle Wu is the elder, and he drank the tea I respected. Would you like to resolve this matter for Qing Huan?"
Su Qian looked at Su Qinghuan and nodded slightly.
"Okay, this is a trivial matter, what about the other one?"
"Another thing... I want to take back my father's property and become the president of Su's business firm. Does Uncle Wu think there is hope?"
The girl stepped forward gracefully, and suddenly stretched out her thin white fingers, lingering on the man's arm like a little love.
She raised her head, and a beautiful hibiscus face slowly bloomed in the eyes of the man.
"I don't know if Uncle Wu still remembers that my father once joked that he would betroth me to you?"
There was a sweet smell lingering, Su Qian froze, and was confused by the girl's sudden approach.
There is indeed such a thing.
At that time, Su Qinghuan was only 15 years old. Mr. Su saw that Su Qian was ambitious and powerless, so he thought of matching them up.
At that time, Su Qian naturally looked down on such a yellow-haired girl.
What did he say?
——Even if there is no blood relationship, how can there be any reason for an uncle to marry a niece?
……
Su Qian frowned, he wanted to push the girl away.
In the end, he felt something pressed against his waist.
"Uncle Wu, would you mind accompanying me to the Su Chamber of Commerce?"
The little fox opened her big innocent eyes, and her smile was bright and full of girlish innocence.
It was in stark contrast to the ruthless method of threatening people with guns.
(End of this chapter)
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