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Su Rongquan was silent.

He leaned back on the sofa, grabbed the cigarette case on the table, and took out a cigarette from it to light it.

Taking a deep breath, I felt the warmth in my heart, and felt a little more at ease.

It has to be said that she was caught off guard by this little girl's question.

"To be honest, I don't want you to ask this question, and I don't want you to know the answer." Su Rongquan said.

"I can understand. Because that will make you feel unbearable." Su Shan said. "Virgo men all have a perfectionist complex. Even if you have come to this point, you still want to use your generosity to win my favor. It makes me feel that although your uncle betrayed me, you are not useless."

"When did you start to doubt?" Su Rongquan ignored Su Shan's cynicism and asked aloud.

"On the day you betrayed me." Su Shan said.

"Why did you doubt it at that time?"

"Because I have always treated you like a father, and you also acted like you treated me like your own daughter." Su Shan said. "But, even my own daughter can be betrayed. What's more, my brother?"

Su Rongquan took another puff of cigarette and said, "I thought this matter would never be revealed."

"Yeah. With your efforts, I have always hated Su Rongbing's family. I thought they did it. I regarded him as an imaginary enemy. I sneaked into the study to peek at his notes and write down every book he read. The book understands his thoughts, and even imitates his handwriting—after so many years, you suddenly realize that you have found the wrong target. You must not be able to experience that kind of shock."

"Not bad." Su Rongquan said. "I accidentally found out that your dad's driver has the habit of smoking marijuana. When your dad was about to go on a business trip, I stood with him for a while and smoked a cigarette. You know the rest. At that time, some people suspected that there was a mastermind behind the incident , launched a large-scale investigation, but found out that it was the driver's misconduct. The announcement of this matter will damage the reputation of the Su family again, and in order not to affect your second uncle's upcoming promotion , the results of the investigation have not been made public.”

Su Shan grabbed the ashtray and slammed it on Su Rongquan's head.

boom!

With a muffled sound, Su Rongquan's head was bleeding.

Blood flowed down the cheeks and eyebrows, and even the lips were stained red.

shocking!

However, Su Rongquan remained in a sitting posture and did not move.

He tremblingly lifted the cigarette between his fingers and took a drag with difficulty.

"I've thought about such a result, but it's not what I want. I thought, hurt his leg, or get a little bit of injury elsewhere—who stipulates that every car accident must kill someone? Of course, It doesn't make any sense to say that now."

boom!

Su Shan picked up the ashtray again and threw it on his head.

Su Rongquan's body tilted to the right, and then quickly returned to normal.

His eyes were covered with blood, and his face was also smeared with blood.

However, he was still proud and stubborn, sitting there straight with his back straight.

"Before I did it, I had countless excuses that I had to do it. But after I did it, I had countless reasons why I shouldn't do it. Therefore, I can only treat you desperately. Although I didn't end up Married, but I treat you according to the image of my father in my mind. When I realized that you discovered the suspicion of your father's death and listed your second uncle as a suspect, I was not nervous, but felt a sense of relief. .It seems that that matter really has nothing to do with me—”

boom!

Su Shan's hand holding the ashtray was pale and strong, and the knuckles of his fingers turned purple.

For the third time, she hit Su Rongquan on the head with an ashtray.

This time, Su Rongquan's upright body was knocked down.

He leaned on the sofa, his head was dizzy, as if someone had suddenly poured several catties of sand into it.The sand rubbed against the brain, and the pain penetrated into the bone marrow.

He stretched out his hand, trying to use some strength to get up.

However, his hand was empty.Because where he was waving, there was indeed nothing.

He didn't give up.

Struggling and working hard, I finally got up from the sofa.

He wiped his eyes and wiped away the blood stains on his eyelids.

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He looked at the gentle smile on Su Shan's face, and said, "Do you know why I kicked that boy Tang Zhong out? Because I know what you are going to do. Although I don't object to you doing this, but--girls are too Too smart and too violent, will keep men away. He is a nice guy, so you should cherish it. Learn to hide, like those girls who like makeup, show your best side to He—how about, when he comes in later, I will say that I accidentally fell and knocked my head?"

boom!

Su Shan raised the ashtray for the fourth time and slammed it hard at his forehead.

thump--

Su Rongquan's body could no longer bear it.He fell headfirst on the sofa.

He tried hard to get up, but his body had no strength left.

Mouth opened, but nothing came out.

Su Shan threw away the ashtray in his hand, lay down on the table and cried bitterly.

Tang Zhong stood on the eaves of the corridor, looked at the cold moonlight, and let out a sigh——

France.Paris.

Paris is the political, economic, cultural and commercial center of France, and the third largest international city in the world after New York and London.

On the bustling Saint-Antoine Avenue, a beautiful little oriental girl is sitting and drawing in a large square.

She draws the sketch with a pencil, the movements are light and skilled, as if she has done it countless times.At this time, sitting opposite her was a handsome boy with blond hair and blue eyes.

In her pen, the boy is well-defined, with deep eyes, thin mouth, and a proud expression.

After ten minutes, she stopped the paintbrush in her hand.Looking at the boy, then looking at the painting on the drawing board, he smiled and said, "Okay."

The boy stood up gracefully, bowed slightly to the little girl, and said with a smile, "Thank you. How much is it?"

"Don't you look at the painting first?" the little girl asked with a sweet smile.

"No need," said the boy. "I know you must be good at drawing."

Yes.This is Shonen No. 12 coming.Come every Saturday afternoon at two o'clock.rain or shine.

"Ten francs," said the girl.She took out the drawing from the drawing board and handed it to the boy.

The boy also took out the wallet from his pocket, took ten yuan from it and handed it over.

"Thank you." said the girl.

"Are you still around next week?" the teenager asked.

The girl thought for a while and said, "Maybe."

"Then I might come again." The boy blinked at the girl, then turned and left.

"Strange person." The girl said with a smile and narrowed her eyes.

"Beauty, draw a picture." A tall, beautiful and fashionable oriental girl sat on the ponytail for the guests and yelled carelessly.

"May I ask what you want?" the girl asked with a playful smile on her lips.

"Well. It's a request. The face should be thinner, a circle thinner than now. The lips should be thicker, and the lips are sexy. Just like Angelina Jolie. The waist should be thinner. Although it is thin enough. Of course , The breasts should be bigger. Give me a D cup. I have always been curious about how it feels to walk on the road with such a big pair of meatballs on my chest—" The woman put forward very harsh conditions.

The girl thought for a while and asked, "Do you want me to draw you as the snake spirit in "Gourd Brothers"?"

Qiu Jingwen thought for a while, and the image he requested was really similar to that of a snake spirit, and laughed and scolded: "You little girl, you dare to tease aunt."

"I didn't make fun of you. You came here to amuse me." The little girl said aggrievedly.

Qiu Jingwen jumped up from the pony and began to help pack things, and said, "Yi Han, let's go, today my aunt will take you to a party. The Paris Art Auction can improve your appreciation level on the one hand, and on the other hand, you can hook up with three people." The five handsome guys are back. Don’t talk about it.”

"Auntie. I won't go." Qiu Yihan still shook her head.

"Yihan." Qiu Jingwen ran to Qiu Yihan and squatted down, looked at her pitifully, and said, "Please, can you give aunt some face? Just go with aunt once."

"Auntie. I won't go." Qiu Yihan shook her head. "I don't like occasions like that. You know that."

"But, didn't I say, you need to improve your appreciation level. There will be many famous paintings auctioned tonight. Before the auction, those items will be displayed first. What a great opportunity."

"It's enough for me to learn from you." Qiu Yihan smiled meekly and sweetly. "Isn't my aunt praised by the media as a talented painter from the East? With the teaching of a famous teacher like you, I will definitely teach a very good apprentice. Besides, I just like painting, and I don't want to regard it as a profession."

"But--"

"But what?" Qiu Yihan asked.

Qiu Jingwen sighed, and said, "Yi Han, you have been in Paris for so long. Besides going to school, you also learned to draw from me. It was only at my instigation that you came to this street to draw sketches—— It's wrong for you to stay away from people like this."

"I didn't stay away from the crowd." Qiu Yihan argued.She pointed at the people coming and going on the street, and said, "Look, there are people everywhere."

"Yi Han, you know what I'm talking about." Qiu Jingwen was defeated by this single-minded guy. "Your father hopes that you can meet some good boys in Paris. It doesn't matter whether they are domestic or foreign—but what do you mean by shutting everyone out like this?"

"Because I don't like it." Qiu Yihan said seriously.