To My Dear Mr. Huo

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Li Qianxue glanced upstairs with a cold look: "Your dad is upstairs. I don't know who provoked him, and he ran to the study without having dinner, and he hasn't come out yet."

Su Peizhen looked at Li Qianxue, and looked upstairs again: "I'll see Dad."

Li Qianxue originally wanted to say it was unnecessary, and finally waved his hand: "Go. If he's drunk, don't worry about it. Just let Zhang's mother get someone up and send him back to the room."

She is really glad that today, Father was invited to go out and not at home. Otherwise, I saw Su Chenghui like that, but I was afraid that it would be a good sermon again.

Su Peizhen went upstairs, and as soon as the door of the study was opened, she smelled of wine.

The smell made Su Pei really frown and glanced at Su Chenghui sitting behind the desk.

"Dad? Are you okay?"

Su Chenghui drank some wine and was not drunk. For so many years, he was not allowed to get drunk again.

When he saw Su Peizhen coming in, he took a moment and put down the cup in his hand: "Pei Zhen. Are you back?"

"Well." Su Peizhen stepped forward, glanced at the table, and there were several empty bottles. She was dissatisfied: "Dad, why are you drinking so much alcohol?"

"Relax. I'm not drunk."

Su Chenghui sat up and glanced at Su Peizhen. Different from Su Qingsang's gentle beauty. Su Pei really has a lot of features, she looks neither like herself nor her mother.

I don't know what went wrong, Su Pei really looks like her grandma. At that time, Su Chenghui's mother was also a famous beauty in Shilibaxiang.

Su Pei's facial features are like grandma.

"Dad? Is there anything wrong with the company?"

Su Peizhen was also helping in the company, but this time, because she was in a bad mood to dissolve the marriage contract with Qiu Yanbo, she has not been to work for several days.

"It's okay. There are things that dad will solve."

Su Chenghui sat up, looked at Su Peizhen, and suddenly reached out and held her hand: "Pei Zhen, would you blame me?"

"Dad what did you say? Why should I blame you?"

"Because I—" Su Chenghui froze, then suddenly shook his head: "I asked you to apologize to Qingsang. Did you blame me?"

"No. I don't blame you." Blame Su Qingsang and Huo Jinyao. Bullying is too much.

"It's okay not to blame me." Su Chenghui seemed to be relieved. He didn't release Su Pei's real hand, but held it tighter.

"Pei Zhen, you can rest assured. In the future, the Su family and the Li family will be yours."

"Dad, what do you say?" Su Peizhen was baffled by Su Chenghui's words. "And my brother. Are you drunk?"

"Your brother?" Su Chenghui narrowed his eyes, and suddenly he was silent: "Dad is drunk. Go to rest. It's all right."

"Oh." Su Peizhen always feels strange, but it looks like Dr. Su Chenghui is drunk.

"Dad, you should rest early, I'll go back to the room first."

"Well." Su Chenghui nodded, suddenly thinking of something ordinary: "Yes, during this time you--"

"what?"

"It's nothing." Su Chenghui knew her daughter's personality, and the more she was not allowed to do, the more she had to do.

Think of it this way, don't worry about asking Su Peizhen to go to Su Qingsang. Maybe the more he said, the more trouble she went to Su Qingsang.

"I mean, I don't think you're in a good mood lately. If you feel bored in the country, go out and play. Paris Milan New York. Where do you want to go? Dad will arrange for you.