Chapter 11: Why don't you want to re-arrange?

"Let's write off the previous things, and we will get along well in the future."

Soho looked at her, as if studying what she said was true or false.

Before she could draw any conclusions, Du Huiling came in, holding instant pasta in her hand.

"Baby, quick, eat something first."

Seeing Du Huiling come in, Su Ho got out of the way, watched her feed Su Xingchen noodles one by one, her eyes showed a little envy, she pursed the corners of her lips, raised her feet and walked out.

On the other side, Shen Duan, the second young master of the Shen family, sat drunk in the high-end club he frequented, with a faint pain in his back, reminding him of how humiliated he was.

He threw the wine glass out of his hand so hard that it exploded and splintered and startled the people who were standing by.

The people in the room didn't dare to say a word.

Shen Duan and Su Xingchen were entangled, Shen Yan had always cared, but this time he didn't know how, he actually used the family method, the rattan was pumped on his back, and the pain was like a pinprick, and what was even more strange was that Su Xingchen didn't even answer his phone and didn't see his face!

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he raised his hand to sweep everything off the table, and the crackling sound made the people in the room even more silent.

Closing his eyes, Shen Duan held on to the table, and suddenly laughed, the laughter was gloomy.

Leaned back on the sofa, raised his hand to loosen the collar of his shirt, waved his hand at the people around him, and raised his voice a few tones, looking like a gentleman.

"What are you doing? It's not enough to re-arrange! ”

"Yes, yes, quick, set it up."

"Today, just drink with me here, if you don't get drunk, you won't return, I will see who dares to go out!"

The people around nodded their heads, not daring to disobey Shen Duan's bastard, but only daring to respond one by one.

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Su Xingchen's injury was actually not serious, and after recuperating for a few days, he was almost fine, but he didn't expect the others to be better, and his neck was still stiff.

Su Xingchen rubbed his neck as he went downstairs.

Su Jianshe sat in the seat reading the newspaper, Du Huiling was already sitting in the seat, and the aunt was putting the food out.

Seeing Su Xingchen coming down, Du Huiling's face was full of love, and she was shocked when she spoke.

"Baby, why did you wake up so early today and stop sleeping for a while?"

"Mom, I've slept well."

"Daddy morning."

"Well, morning, what's wrong? Uncomfortable neck? ”

Su Jianshe put down the newspaper in his hand and asked with concern.

Su Xingchen sat on the seat, rubbed the back of his neck, and said, "Maybe it's a little stiff, it's okay Dad." ”

Du Huiling stretched out her hand and rubbed it a few times, and opened her mouth distressedly, her tone was doting.

"How can you fall into a stiff neck? After eating in a while, let Dr. Li take a look. ”

"It's okay Mom, just rub it."

Seeing that there was no Soho at the table, Su Xingchen looked around and couldn't help asking, "Mom, where is my sister?" Doesn't she come down to eat? ”

When Du Huiling heard her ask, she looked at her with concern, and raised her hand to touch her forehead.

"What's wrong with you, baby? Soho, that stinky girl doesn't deserve to eat with us. ”

Su Xingchen forgot about the plot again, she did usually eat in her room.

Looking at Du Huiling's concerned eyes, Su Xingchen smiled awkwardly and said perfunctorily: "I just think we are all a family." ”

"Hmph, she's not worthy."

Su Jianshe snorted coldly, and his words were cold, as if Su He had lost a lot of people to him, and he didn't want to mention this daughter.

As soon as Su Xingchen wanted to speak, a male voice interjected, babbling, rough and bold.