Sheng Xixiu quickly became interested. It was probably the first time to meet his parents.
¡°At least, for now, Mu Zhao¡¯s only relatives around him are from the Su family.
One is his uncle Su Zhiguo, and the other is Su Lao Su Jingyuan.
¡°Do you need to buy anything?¡±
Mu Zhao smiled coolly and said, "As a leader, do you have a big face? You don't need to bring a gift when you meet an elder for the first time?"
Sheng Xixiu reached out and pulled her into his arms. Regardless of her protests, he bowed his head and pressed her face against hers, "Mr. Su, what special hobbies does he have?"
Grandpa is not in good health. As he gets older, he likes to play chess, write calligraphy, drink tea and so on.
She hadn¡¯t seen him for a long time. Her emotions were surging, and her tone was inevitably a bit sad, ¡°Let¡¯s have some tea.¡±
"Okay!" Sheng Xixiu noticed that she was in a low mood, "What are you thinking about?"
At the elevator door, Sheng Xixiu hugged her and walked out, "Forget it, you won't tell me if I ask. Should we choose the tea ourselves, or should we ask someone to pick it up and send it over?"
¡°When choosing a gift, shouldn¡¯t you be a little sincere?¡±
"Well, it's up to you."
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On their way to the mall, the two passed by a flower shop. Sheng Xixiu stopped the car and went to the flower shop to buy a bouquet of roses in person.
The variety was very expensive, but Mu Zhao didn¡¯t pick it up, ¡°I¡¯m allergic to pollen.¡±
The man¡¯s expression became obviously gloomy, ¡°Are you allergic, or do you just don¡¯t want to pick up what I sent you?¡±
"Both!" Mu Zhao admitted frankly, "You want to be attentive so much, why not make me happy instead."
"for example?"
Mu Zhao narrowed his eyes, "When we get to Su's house later, you can slap Su Wanwan for me, and I will be happy."
After she finished speaking, she saw the man's eyebrows twitching, "Why, do you feel distressed or can't bear it, or do you want an excuse to hit someone?"
"I don't have the habit of hitting women. Besides, why did she provoke you again?" Sheng Xixiu said in a cold tone.
Mu Zhao's next words sounded even more unreasonable to the man, "Because I don't like her, so I want to hit her. If you hit her, I will be happy."
The atmosphere in the carriage dropped strangely. It wasn't until the car stopped at the door of Su's house that Sheng Xixiu said, "We're here."
Mu Zhao was too sleepy and squinted for a while in the car.
She opened her eyes, feeling a bit like a dream for a moment.
The man¡¯s handsome face, the warmth of the sunshine in the winter afternoon, and his deep and lingering eyebrows that seemed to dote on her all made her feel like a dream.
When she reached out and touched the man's handsome face, she withdrew her hand in panic and said, "Let's go."
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Because of the call in advance, Mr. Su had already prepared dinner when they arrived, and it was ready to use right after it was served.
The Su family has a good relationship with the Sheng family, so they are not trembling because Sheng Xixiu is the leader.
The dining atmosphere was good. After the meal, Sheng Xixiu was called to the study by Mr. Su and Su Zhiguo to talk. Mu Zhao took the initiative to send Su Wanwan back to her room.
She personally pushed Su Wanwan into the room, closed the door and slapped her out.
Su Wanwan was so angry that she stood up on her prosthetic leg. She also raised her palm, but Mu Zhao had already prepared a gun between her eyebrows.
She stole this from the safe that Sheng Xi repaired. "Why do you want to move the grave? Who allowed you to move your aunt's grave?"
The aunt Mu Zhao mentioned was Su Zhiguo's first wife. Su Wanwan said coldly: "If we don't move her away, how can my mother enter the Su family's ancestral tomb?"
Mu Zhao pulled the trigger, "I really want to shoot you." He paused and said, "But if you kill someone, it's not worth going to jail for a piece of trash like you." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com