He immediately cast a look of pleasement to Su Qingying.

Su Qingying shrugged and pretended to be stupid.

She didn't want to wade into muddy waters, the more she waded, the more muddy she became.

……

Ye Yunmiao took the reporter to fight for Su Yeling, and it was spread on the Internet all day, and it was the hottest topic of the day.

There was a gust of wind on the Internet saying that Su Yeling was jealous that Su Qingying was more capable than her and more talented than her, and coaxed Ye Shantang's simple daughter to stand up for her.

The most ruthless thing about Su Yeling's scolding was that someone found a photo of Su Yeling, made a posthumous portrait of her, and posted it on the Internet to commemorate her.

Stealing chickens is not a recipe for rice.

Su Yeling was speechless, very unwilling, and went home drunk.

At nine o'clock, it was cold and windy outside, and she was wearing a thin coat, and the tips of her face and nose were red from the wind.

When she entered the door, she saw Su Ting sitting upright on the sofa, she cried aggrievedly and shouted, "Dad......"

Tears fell instantly.

Su Tingzheng's face was cold, and when Su Yeling approached, he got up and rushed forward, raised his hand and slapped her face.

'Smack'.

Su Yeling staggered a step and fell to the ground.

She turned her head and cried and complained to Su Tingzhengsu, "Dad, why are you beating me?" ”

Su Tingzheng roared angrily, "You have lost all my face." ”

Su Yeling was extremely aggrieved, she couldn't stand up anymore, crawled to Su Tingzheng's side, hugged his legs, and cried: "It's really me who went to talk to Bai Fengcheng and them, when Bai Fengcheng and Gu Qingchang agreed to cooperate with us, Su Qingying was not around." ”

She shook her head with tears streaming down her face, "It must be something that Su Qingying said in their ears later." ”

In the end, it is a daughter.

Su Ting was looking at Su Yeling's appearance, a little unbearable.

But the tone was still very serious, "This matter is over, and I am not allowed to mention it again in the future." ”

Hearing this, Su Yeling was still unconvinced, "How can it just pass?" My credit, our credit, why should we give her Su Qingying? ”

She negotiated it, and it's obviously her.

Why didn't anyone believe her?

She hugged Su Tingzheng's leg and slowly got up.

Then he stretched out his hand and pointed to the portrait of Su Tingyu placed on the incense hall under the stairs, and roared unwillingly, "Uncle has been dead for so many years, and he died only a few years after founding Si Liyuan?" How many years have you been managing Silkale Garden? Why can't those people see your merits and push everything on your uncle? ”

She paused, took a break from the drink, and raised her voice a little more, "According to me, my uncle is a typical ghost. ”

Su Ting's hand hanging on his leg clenched into a fist.

His eyes also looked at Su Tingyu's portrait, and Su Yeling's words echoed in his ears.

'My uncle, this is a typical haunting ......'

His face became gloomy and terrifying.

At this time, Qiu Mingfen came down from the second floor again, and she echoed Su Yeling's words, "I think what Lingling said is right, Su Tingyu has been dead for so many years, and he left a pair of young children and complicated companies back then, we have worked hard for so many years, and the world still remembers them." ”

Su Tingzheng's ears were still echoing Su Yeling's words, Qiu Mingfen's words were adding fuel to the fire, and he suddenly exploded like a time bomb.

"Get out of here!"

A roar of rage.

The whole house seemed to shake.

Su Yeling was so frightened that she stumbled backwards and almost fell again.

(Go to bed early, babies~~)