Who is Su Qinghe, a well-known financier in China, don't think that his power is only in the financial circle, just like you think that the power of Wall Street is only in New York? So as long as Su Qinghe doesn't agree, let alone a farewell concert, Su Qingqing just doesn't even want to step out of the door of his home.

"Will Uncle Su agree?"

Yan Luo asked.

Su Qingqing shook his head.

"Does that mean I don't know or don't?"

Su Qingqing shook his head again.

Well, Yan Luo was completely dizzy.

"Miss Qingqing, it's time to eat!"

There was a knock on the door, it was Su Qingqing's nanny.

"Okay, let's get down!"

Looking at the time, the two realized that more than three hours had passed before they knew it.

"Is my dad back?"

Su Qingqing asked the nanny as he went downstairs.

"It's back!"

The answer was not from the nanny, but from downstairs.

"Dad, you're back!"

Seeing the person coming, Su Qingqing immediately showed a cheerful smile, and the speed of going downstairs was much faster, and then hugged Su Qinghe's neck and coquettishly.

This was the first time Yan Luo had seen Su Qinghe.

Unlike the majestic and indifferent he imagined, Su Qinghe, who wore a pair of silver-rimmed glasses, looked quite elegant, less like a businessman and more like a learned literati.

"You're Yan Luo, aren't you?"

"Hello Uncle Su!"

Yan Luo greeted politely, but Su Qinghe was silent except for confirming her name, and looked at Yan Luo as if he was distracted.

"Hey, Dad!"

Seeing Su Qinghe looking like a pig brother, Su Qingqing couldn't stand it anymore, and hammered him hard, finally pulling his god back.

"Dad, you're very rude and ashamed!"

"Sorry, I just lost my mind!"

Su Qinghe explained to Yan Luo with some embarrassment.

"Nothing!"

Yan Luo shook his head.

Su Qinghe's eyes were very strange when he looked at her just now, but Yan Luo could feel that there was nothing **** in this kind of eyes, but a kind of nostalgia and regret, as if he had seen another person through her.

"Yan Luo, you look very similar to one of my old people!"

Su Qinghe said suddenly.

Well?

This kind of words made Yan Luo really not know how to continue, so he could only remain silent.

"Alright, let's eat!"

Seeing her father's old-fashioned way of accosting her, Su Qingqing felt very embarrassed, so she immediately changed the topic, and at this time, she should eat immediately.

"Okay, let's eat first!"

Su Qinghe got up first and walked towards the dining table, then Su's mother followed, and the juniors were last.

"Yo, I'm eating sausages today, my favorite thing to eat is sausages!"

Seeing a plate of sausages on the table, Su Qinghe couldn't help but say happily.

"This is what Yan Luo brought today."

Su's mother explained.

"Then thank you Yan Luo!"

The Su family pays attention to food and is silent, so the dinner table is very quiet, everyone is concentrating on eating their own food, so that everyone eats quickly, and after a quarter of an hour, Su Boling, who is full of wine and food, first left with something to do with the company, and then Yan Luo and Su Qingqing accompanied Su Qinghe to the sofa to sit and chat, and Su's mother went to help a few people prepare tea and fruits.

"Yan Luo, I've read the best book you wrote, to be honest, it's very well written, especially the tragic ending at the end makes me amazed, this is reality, this is life! Unfortunately, it was revised at the time of publication. ”

Speaking of this, Su Qinghe couldn't help but say with some hatred: "It's all Li Baohua's fault, why do you say that he is getting older and more timid, what a bold and adventurous person he was when he was in his prime!" ”

In this regard, what can Yan Luo say, obviously Su Qinghe and Li Baohua know each other, so there is no need for Yan Luo to come forward to defend Li Baohua, so Yan Luo continued to remain silent.

"Yan Luo, uncle will give you some advice as a person who has come over, the entertainment industry is not a place to stay for a long time, since you are so talented in literature, then don't waste it, cherish it, write a little more while you are young, take advantage of the time, don't spend your time on singing and acting."

Facing Su Qinghe's words, Yan Luo didn't know how to speak for the third time.

"I'll hear what you're talking about!"

Su's mother came up with a plate of fruit, and then asked with a smile.

"I didn't say anything, I just sighed that today's sausages are good, and they are handmade and natural food."

Su Qinghe said casually.

"I also think today's sausage is good, Yan Luo, is this a specialty of your hometown?"

Su's mother asked with a smile.

"Yes, our hometown is rich in sausages, and every winter every household fills sausages."

"Oh, where is your hometown, I remember that there is a tradition of sausage filling in the Suyang area of Su Province, and our old Su likes the sausage over there the most."

"My hometown is in Suyang."

"Where's Su Yang?"

Su Qinghe suddenly interjected and asked.

"A small town below Suyang City, called Tashan Town, which you may not have heard of, is rich in crape myrtle flowers."

Syllable!

The teacup in Su Qinghe's hand fell to the ground, but he looked at Yan Luo with wide eyes as if he didn't know, and the expression on his face began to stiffen, I don't know if it was because of nervousness or excitement.

"Lao Su, why are you so careless!"

Seeing the glass residue on the ground, Su's mother glared at Su Qinghe angrily, and then got up to get the cleaning tools.

"You're from Tower Hill?"

Su Qinghe asked in disbelief.

"yes!"

"Your surname is Yan?"

Yan Luo nodded, at this time she had already noticed that something was wrong, Su Qinghe's current state was very strange, as if she was stuck in a memory, her face was half stiff, and she didn't know what she thought of.

"Yan Shuwen, the principal of the town's central primary school, have you heard of it?"

"Uncle Su, why are you asking this?"

Yan Luo didn't answer, but asked hesitantly.

"He's an acquaintance of mine, and we probably haven't seen each other in years."

"Do you know my grandfather?"

Yan Luo was very surprised, how could a rich man like Su Qinghe know his grandfather, although he was a little belittling about his grandfather, but his grandfather was indeed just an ordinary principal of a primary school in the town, and it was really impossible to have anything to do with the rich man in Shencheng.

"Yan Shuwen is your grandfather?"

Su Qinghe asked with a stiff face.

Yan Luo nodded.

"Then your mother, she is, isn't she, called Yan Ran?"

This time, Su Qinghe not only stiffened his face, he even trembled in his voice.

"My mother's name is Yan Ran."

There is nothing to deny this, Yan Luo admitted calmly.

"You turned out to be Yan Ran's daughter?"

Su Qinghe muttered in disbelief, his eyes looked at Yan Luo motionlessly, and only after a long time did he sigh: "Yes, it's true!" It's too similar, it's too similar! ”

"Sure enough, it's really true, you're Yan Luo, you're Yan Ran's daughter, you're indeed Yan Ran's daughter!"

(End of chapter)