99 days of honey love, lover never expires

Chapter 55 Destined
Thinking of this, Jiang Manman insisted on pulling himself back, after so many years passed.

Only then did she truly understand how heavy the role of adoptive daughter was for Su Xiaoyan.

Su Xiaoyan, who was on high heels, walked towards the table step by step, her feet felt like a thousand catties.

Song Qingping on the stage opened her eyes wide, and those eyes were pitch black, swallowing her whole body like a vortex.

With hatred in his heart, there was a trace of coldness on his face.

Song Qingping looked at Su Xiaoyan who admitted in front of the media interface that she was the adopted daughter of Su Zhengkang of the Su family in the past.

Once again, there is a new positioning for this bitch.

"Mrs. Song, what do you think of this adopted daughter of the Su family who has never appeared in front of the media?"

"Mrs. Song, is this Su Xiaoyan the adopted daughter of Su Zhengkang?"

"Mrs. Song..."

It's not that Su Xiaoyan has never appeared in front of the media.

In the past, Su Zhengkang had tried his best to protect her, even though he had appeared in front of the media once or twice.

But under his protection, Su Xiaoyan's childhood has always been carefree.

Su Xiaoyan stood on the stage, standing together with Song Qingping.

Song Qingping finally showed a smile and said to the reporters in the audience, "This is my adopted daughter, Su Xiaoyan. Many reporters and media present seem to be very unfamiliar with her. In the past, Old Su was famous for loving children. The child is raised by his side just like his own.”

Speaking of this, Song Qingping turned her head and grabbed Su Xiaoyan's hand.

"You child, it's true. It's been so long. Your father has forgiven you a long time ago. Why are you running away?"

Su Xiaoyan was startled, squinted her eyes, and looked at her stepmother.

What does this mean?
"Look, I said a long time ago that the sum of money will be fine. Your father said that it is tens of millions. If you spend it outside, you can spend it, and you won't make a lot of money. Nian dare not come home."

Song Qingping said with a smile, obviously she was smiling, but she could see the trace of calculation in her eyes.

Such a calculation?

The reporters in the audience seemed to have grasped something, and they kept asking Su Xiaoyan who was standing by.

"Miss Su, may I ask if you stole money from the Su family in the past, so you didn't dare to come back?"

"Miss Su, the Su family went bankrupt overnight five years ago, does it have something to do with you?"

"Miss Su, please answer..."

Gritting her teeth firmly, Su Xiaoyan slowly opened her eyes wide, calmed her breath and said, "I didn't."

"Mom, I also know that you have had a hard time in the past, and you are an orphan. Of course, you will not know what to do when you see that large sum of money, but Xiaoyan! Mom, I don't want you to return the money now. I just want to ask you, have you sold the things your father put on you?"

what to sell
Su Xiaoyan was a little baffled by this question.

Just by looking at the expression on this bitch's face, Song Qingping knew it. She continued to show a slight smile, like a loving elder.

"It's the blue and white porcelain bowl!"

There is a pair of blue and white porcelain bowls.

Song Qingping sold one of them, and where did the other go?

Now not only her, even Su Xiaoyan doesn't know the other's whereabouts.

Several times I wanted to open my mouth to speak, but was forced to shut my mouth by a bunch of words from the reporters in the audience.

At this time, it is more wrong to say more.

Su Xiaoyan knows how powerful the media is, they can turn things upside down.

So she kept her mouth tightly shut, making it impossible for Song Qingping to cause any disturbance for a while.

Countless questions, countless flashes, countless figures.

It flashed in front of Su Xiaoyan, and the words "blue and white porcelain bowl" echoed in her ears.

She remembered that at an auction, her stepmother sold one of them, and now she dares to ask herself.

Thinking of Su Xiaoyan turning her head, a sneer gradually appeared on the corner of her mouth, "Mrs. Song, did you participate in an auction not long ago and sold one of the blue and white porcelain bowls?"

There is a record that Bo Fengyan bought the blue and white porcelain bowl from the auction.

It was clearly recorded that it was Song Qingping who somehow got her signature and fingerprints and sold one of them.

"Xiaoyan, what do you mean by that?"

Facing the media in the audience, Song Qingping was still arrogant as usual, with a smile on her face, which made people look very artificial.

Su Xiaoyan squinted her eyes and said nothing, her words were clear enough.

Jiang Manman in the last row is holding a photo in his hand.

A pair of blue and white porcelain bowls, with light green rims extending to the bottom of the bowls, looked as if they were perfectly carved.

To put it bluntly, such porcelain products are worthless in her eyes.

But one can sell for such a high price.

Of course Jiang Manman noticed this, she looked towards Su Xiaoyan on the stage, a gleam of light appeared in her eyes.

The waiter at the opening meeting carried a tray and walked to the stage.

"Miss Su."

A hint of doubt appeared on Su Xiaoyan's face, she randomly glanced at the photos on the tray, and picked them up.

Turned over, there was a trace of writing on the back, very domineering in the handwriting.

Just by looking at her like this, she knew who it was, Bo Fengyan.

He was there, but no one appeared.

Su Xiaoyan took the photo and said to the reporters in the audience, "I think I can explain where the blue and white porcelain bowl went."

The reporters in the audience looked up in unison.

That photo was placed in front of the camera by Su Xiaoyan.

In the photo, a pair of blue and white porcelain bowls are so obvious, and there is a brand underneath.

The owner's name written on the sign is Song Qingping.

All of a sudden, all the reporters in the audience once again focused on Song Qingping's face.

Pale face, a lipsticked mouth, opened and opened.

Zhang Zhang several times, but did not say why a pair of blue and white porcelain bowls are in his hands.

Song Qingping stared at Su Xiaoyan, her angry face had long since lost the arrogance she had just now, and now she looked a little flustered and helpless.

But this didn't affect her words, which contained thorns, hatred, and disgust.

"Xiaoyan, how can you frame me? Take a photo that you don't know where you got it, and just keep accusing me?"

"Are you accusing you over and over again? Mrs. Song, I, Su Xiaoyan, don't have the guts to do so."

Su Xiaoyan, who had a sneer at the corner of her mouth, seemed to think of something when she said this, "Also, I'm not your daughter."

Since this is my stepmother, I remind myself many times.

Then she will announce this in front of the media interface.

As early as five years ago, Su Yimo tried his best to get himself out of the Su family's household registration book.

Before the Su family went bankrupt, she was not really a member of the Su family in name.

Su Zhengkang transferred part of his assets to his own name, hiding it from Song Qingping and Su Yimo.

Up to now, Su Xiaoyan still doesn't understand what this is for, but this part of the assets has been sold by herself five years ago.

In order to make up for the money owed to the workers by the company, and to make Su Yimo no longer bear these burdens after he is released from prison.

Su Xiaoyan resisted everything silently by herself.

As for the pair of blue and white porcelain bowls, how did Song Qingping know that they were in her own name.

She doesn't want to ask now.

Su Xiaoyan, who slowly came down from the stage, turned her head, the stage was already crowded with reporters, and while filming frantically, all the words in her mouth were asking Song Qingping about the blue and white porcelain bowl and the bankruptcy of the Su family five years ago first-hand information.

These are beyond Su Xiaoyan's ability to intervene.

As soon as she came down, Jiang Manman went up to meet her and handed her a coat.

Su Xiaoyan put on her coat and walked out of the venue.

At this time, he was in a black car outside the venue.

Su Yimo was stunned, the blue and white porcelain bowl, it turned out that his mother stole it from Xiaoyan.

At this moment, he began to doubt what Song Qingping had done in the past.

The moment Su Yimo opened the car door, he closed it tightly again.

Su Xiaoyan, who came from a side passage, turned her head involuntarily, her eyes flashed, even she herself didn't know why.

I always felt that when I walked there just now, I seemed to see a figure, a figure I was familiar with.

"Mr. Bo."

Chen Anqi stood outside the venue and reported to the phone, "Su Xiaoyan has already left, and just passed by the car Su Yimo was in."

Pass by?
again?

Bo Fengyan lowered his head, and could vaguely see the corners of his mouth moving slightly, "Really?"

"Yes."

It seems that even God doesn't want the two of them to meet.

It seems that the two people who are destined to meet again will be sometime in the future.

There seems to be a line crossing between the two people forcing them to both ends of the line.

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The sun was shining brightly, and the wind was moderate. When it blew on Su Xiaoyan's face, she felt itchy, so she touched it with her hand.

Jiang Manman patted her face lightly with a feather duster.

Su Xiaoyan, who was holding the other end of the feather duster, sat up, tilted her head slightly, facing the sun above her head, the light pierced people's eyes and made it difficult to open her eyes, she subconsciously blocked it with her hand, and heard Jiang Manman whined in her ear, "Get up quickly, although it is said that the company travels once every three months, but you can't be too lazy."

Yes, don't be too lazy, after Su Xiaoyan repeated the words in her heart, she got off the wicker chair and adjusted herself to this set of chiffon cardigan specially prepared for traveling, with a black suspender skirt sandwiched inside.

This is the beach harbor of S city. It is neither hot nor cold in this season. It is very suitable for some big companies and a place for traveling by yourself.

From the opening ceremony that day to the banquet.

In the blink of an eye, three months have passed.

During these three months, Su Xiaoyan put all her energy on the work at hand.

Jiang Manman also slowly received some temporary news rushing to the scene, but these could not be compared with the past.

Gradually, she also had some eyebrows in her heart, and now she changed her outfit.

Just turned around and found Su Xiaoyan lying lazily on the rattan chair.

"Get up quickly, if you lie down like this again, I don't know how much flesh you will grow."

Su Xiaoyan smiled, and pinched her body casually, "Manman, I really can't tell, you took off your clothes and changed into this one, it's quite interesting."

Just kidding, I was stared back by Jiang Manman's eyes as soon as I said this.

"Go, go, don't make fun of me."

(End of this chapter)