Chapter 23: Forgiveness
"Moved, why?" Su Yihuan looked at Su Zhiyong in surprise, this villa was carefully designed by him, how could he say that he would move it.
Su Zhiyong smiled bitterly: "If you need money for business turnover, you can ......"
Could it be true that grandma just said bankruptcy?
Otherwise, with her understanding of Su Zhiyong, no matter what, he would definitely be reluctant to move out of the villa.
Su Yihuan's heart was turbulent, but his face was not shocked, he just nodded slowly: "Okay, I'll go." β
Mrs. Su did not suffer from any serious illness, but she was in a hurry, and her blood pressure and blood sugar were low, so she fainted.
After injecting a bottle of glucose, he quickly woke up, but he still looked sick.
Su Zhiyong called a taxi, helped Mrs. Su in, and then looked at Su Yihuan on the side of the road and waved: "Just send it here, when you get off work, I will send you the address." β
"Okay, be careful on the road and take care of grandma." Su Yihuan also waved his hand and responded.
Watching the taxi leave and disappear on the road, Su Yihuan suddenly came back to his senses.
The turnover of the business doesn't seem to be real, otherwise how could it be that even the car would be lost with the debt!
At the beginning, she just said a small punishment and a big commandment, what did Li Chengan do to them?
In order to figure out all this, Su Yihuan quickly ended the afternoon's work and found the new house they lived in according to the address sent by Su Zhiyong.
Walking through an overcrowded street and down a small alley, a dilapidated residential building has a striking lettering.
Su Yihuan couldn't help frowning, and went upstairs, Su Zhiyong greeted her at the door early, and said embarrassedly: "I'll live here for the time being, and when I find a better house, I'll move out." β
I'm afraid it's not about finding a better house, but about moving out after the house is demolished.
Once a villa is a small western-style building, and once a dilapidated and demolished building...... It is not an exaggeration to say that the gap is a world of difference.
But no one can blame anyone for all this! It's just your own fault!
Su Yihuan looked around the house, nodded, and pushed the door in.
The inside of the house was even more dilapidated than she had imagined, even dirty, with only two pairs of shoes to change out of the door...... There is no Su Tang and He Wanrou.
Old Mrs. Su was lying on a shabby rattan chair, and when she saw Su Yihuan coming, her closed eyes opened slightly, and her pale face was a little bloody: "It's here!" β
"Yes, grandma." Su Yihuan put down the fruit basket and walked straight in.
Su Zhiyong followed closely behind, and was just about to change his slippers, when Mrs. Su coughed twice and glanced at him: "You go out first to buy some good food, Yihuan will come here today to finish eating and leave." β
When Su Zhiyong heard this, he patted his head: "That's the truth, there are no good dishes at home, so I'll go." β
With that, close the door and leave.
Su Yihuan understood that this was her grandmother who had left her father and wanted to talk to her alone.
As soon as she took a few steps forward, Old Lady Su suddenly got up and knelt on the ground with a snap.
"Grandma, what are you doing here?" Su Yihuan was startled, and hurriedly ran forward to try to help the person up, but he couldn't pull it up.
"I beg you, Yihuan, forgive your father! These days, the family's business has plummeted, and the house and car have been cleaned. You also saw what he had become! Mrs. Su had tears in her eyes, and she looked like a loving mother.
Su Yihuan had already relented, but he was not irrational, and asked, "What about Su Tang and He Wanrou?" β
Hearing these two names, Mrs. Su's face changed, and she scolded: "Your father fell into this field today, and he blames He Wanrou, a fool, for taking pity on Su Tang...... Alas! β
"What the hell is going on?" Su Yihuan frowned, a little uneasy in his heart.
"He Wanrou took Su Tang and remarried! Su Tang didn't want to live or die, but ...... Don't mention it! Old Lady Su snorted coldly, as if she didn't want to mention them again.
Hearing this, Su Yihuan was silent for a moment: "Grandma, you get up first." β
"Yihuan, your dad has nothing but you!" Mrs. Su knelt on the ground, and she had the posture that she wouldn't get up if she didn't agree.
Su Yihuan looked at the rickety body kneeling on the ground, and the struggle in her heart finally relented and prevailed: "I forgive Dad, grandma, get up!" β
"Really?" Old Lady Su glanced at him suspiciously.
"Really." Su Yihuan nodded and picked the person up.
Dinner was cooked by Su Zhiyong himself, and after a simple two-bite meal, Su Yihuan left with a heavy heart.
When I got home, I was just about to open the door, and I caught a glimpse of the door next door being open?
Su Yihuan glanced inside suspiciously, only to see that the house was empty, not like a person.
"Anyone?" She shouted.
This house belongs to Li Cheng'an, she has only seen him live a few times, so he can't be a thief!
Thinking of this, she could only walk in boldly. The European simple decoration style of the living room is simple and atmospheric, and the furnishings are neat, not like a thief.
I don't know what is going on in the room, Su Yihuan looked at his thin arms and legs, hesitated for a while and decided to leave first.
As soon as he turned around, he suddenly bumped into a sturdy embrace.
The man's tone was playful: "Since you have come in, why don't you sit down and leave?" β
"Li Chengan, why do you always appear suddenly?" Su Yihuan pursed his lips angrily, and then explained: "It's not that I'm worried about your family recruiting thieves, take a good look." β
"It's a thief." Li Chengan is serious.
"What did you lose?" She said in her heart that this was indeed the case, and she hurriedly asked.
"Heart."
After speaking, Li Chengan suddenly hugged Su Yihuan into his arms, feeling the warm breath on her body: "Let's get married!" β
Su Yihuan's eyes widened, and she hurriedly pushed her away: "You calm down." β
"Today you went to the suburbs, and I believe you already know something, then you should promise me." Li Chengan said casually, as if this matter was taken for granted.
"You sent someone to follow me?" Su Yihuan looked at Li Chengan angrily.
"To protect you, after all I don't want my fiancΓ©e to suffer a second time for the same thing." Raising his eyebrows, Li Chengan spread his hands, his eyes were like an eagle in hunt He said firmly and seriously: "Get married, I promise to return everything that originally belonged to Su Zhiyong." β
"How do you know I'm willing to marry you for him, an irresponsible father?" Su Yihuan looked at him with a sneer.
"You will." Li Chengan is still determined.
"Why?" Su Yihuan asked with tears in the corners of his eyes, there was unwillingness, resentment, and a trace of grievance in his voice.
He smiled, his eyes were doting on him that he had never noticed, and reached out to pick up a strand of her hair: "The reason, it doesn't matter, does it?" β
Su Yihuan suddenly felt a burst of exhaustion, yes, the reason is not important. She had 10,000 reasons to ignore Su Zhiyong, but she couldn't.
Why, what's the matter?