Chapter 16: The Manic President's Sick Wife (16)
He reached out and pulled his clothes up, exposing his abdomen and chest, pale and emaciated, with no muscles at all, like a white chicken.
It's not as good as the original owner ten years ago.
Su Meng was heartbroken, covering the position of his heart, missing his previous muscles.
But it's still early, and you can practice.
The only thought of comfort flashed through his head, and Su sighed violently, planning to start exercising every day today.
[Dear Mr. Su Meng, you have four days left in your life, I hope you have more contact with the male protagonist Fei Yan, otherwise you will die soon. 】
XX's words were like a wake-up call in my heart.
Hurt.
Su Meng held his forehead and said, "I know." ”
Anyway, he has been in contact with Fei Yan for a long time after ten years, and he also knows Fei Yan's character, mature and quiet, gentle and kind.
A respectable boss.
He curled his lips, but only back to ten years ago, still the same as before.
Su Mu outside was calling him out to eat.
Su Meng glanced at the clock, it was seven o'clock, and he was very hungry.
Walking out of the room and coming to the living room, in addition to Su's mother and Su's father, he also saw a little girl.
The girl was only six or seven years old, wearing a small skirt, a white and tender face, with some baby fat, invincible and cute.
Su Meng had never seen such a cute little girl, so he was stunned for a while.
The little girl looked at him with unfamiliar eyes, timidly hid behind Father Su, and asked in a low voice, "Dad, is he an elder brother?" ”
Father Su nodded, pushed her in front of Su Meng, and said with a smile: "Meng Meng, call my brother quickly." ”
The little girl's mouth was deflated, and she cried out, hugging Su's father's thigh and crying in a choked voice, crying heartbreakingly, "He's not my brother, he's not my brother." ”
The frightened Su Meng took a step back, looked at her crying face, his heart tightened, his hand stretched out in the air, and he didn't know what to say.
At this time, Su's mother came over, hugged the little girl, and accused: "He is your brother, hasn't Mengmeng always wanted to see her brother?" ”
Su Meng shook her little head, her soft voice trembled from crying, and she hiccuped: "Brother is not him." ”
As he spoke, he got off Su's mother, trotted to the place where the family photo was placed, took the photo down on tiptoe, walked in front of them, and pointed it out to them.
"This is my brother." She had a straight face.
The photo is a photo taken by Su Yuan three years ago, compared with now, there are too many changes, and it is no wonder that Su Meng would say these words.
Father Su frowned, and he couldn't laugh or cry: "Nonsense, your brother has grown up, of course it's different from the photo." ”
Su Meng hung her head, pouted and stopped talking.
Su Mu carried Su Meng to the dining table, looked at Su Meng apologetically and said, "She is too young to understand this, don't care about her words." ”
Where does Su Meng care about this, she was so cute that the heroine couldn't walk when she was a child.
This is too cute, although I have seen such a cute Fei Cong, I am still cute by her.
Su Meng was afraid that she would cry again, so he walked to a chair farther away from her and sat down.
Su's father told him some things about the school, and he was afraid that something would happen to him during class, so he asked someone to take him to and from school.
The Su family was very wealthy at this time, and there was no car accident and company problems with Su's mother, so if they could live in such a high-end community, they would naturally not be poor.
Su Meng nodded in response.
Inadvertently, the little girl was secretly looking at him, and when she came into contact with his sight, she hurriedly moved away, and her heart softened at a glance.