In the office, Aunt Yun was dressed simply, holding a handkerchief in her hand, wiping away tears from the corners of her eyes from time to time.

Seeing that the door was pushed open, he immediately looked up at the door, and when he saw that it was Su Qingruo, he immediately got up and greeted him.

"Qingruo, you're back."

She had a motherly smile, and a bit of vicissitudes hung on her well-maintained face, but this vicissitudes seemed to be deliberately shown.

Su Qingruo frowned unconsciously.

"Aunt Yun, hasn't the matter of wood been solved last time, and the family won't be nervous like this now, right?"

She glanced at the clothes on Aunt Yun's body, and the folds on the clothes were wisps and wisps, as if the clothes that had been put away for many years were turned out and worn again.

With this sobbing face, it's no wonder that people outside look at themselves so complicated.

"Qingruo, you haven't been home for a long time, and your dad misses you very much."

Su Qingruo pointed to the mountains of documents on the table,

"I'm sorry, I'm busy during this time, and when I'm done, I'll go see him."

Su Shengyu was angry and went to the hospital, Su Qingruo hadn't seen it yet, but the medical expenses were paid by her.

She seems to have forgotten how normal family relationships should be maintained.

Aunt Yun stepped forward and held Su Qingruo's hand.

"Qingruo, your dad is about to have a birthday, he really misses you, his biggest wish is that you can go home, our family reunion, this work can't be done, you just take some time to go back to accompany him."

Aunt Yun persuaded her bitterly.

These words fell into his ears, and he was inexplicably a little uncomfortable, Su Qingruo withdrew his hand, walked to the desk, took out a wet tissue, and wiped his fingers.

The voice said lightly.

"Aunt Yun, I know it in my heart, but you also know the nature of my work, and I always have to be responsible for my client."

Aunt Yun bit her lip and put her hand on her chest.

"Qingruo, go home, your father's health is getting worse and worse, he has such an idea, you have to give him a hope!"

Aunt Yun burst into tears, and the rope called morality strangled Su Qingruo's neck.

Eventually, she nodded helplessly.

"I know, Aunt Yun, don't worry, on my father's birthday, I will go back."

After getting Su Qingruo's reply, Aunt Yun's eyes lit up, she nodded again and again, said yes vigorously, didn't stay long, and left.

Su Qingruo sighed slowly, his elbow on the table, and his face buried in his hand.

In the end, he sent a message to Shen Wei as if he was resigned to his fate.

[Su Qingruo: Weiwei, my father's birthday, what gift should I give? 】

In the blink of an eye, it was Su Shengyu's birthday, at the end of midsummer.

Su Qingruo finished handling the work of the law firm, and when she left, the little assistant held a beautiful gift box and handed it to her.

"Su Lu, the clothes you asked me to pick."

Su Qingruo hummed almost inaudibly, took the bag, and gave the little assistant a chicken leg.

"Thank you."

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At the door of Su's house, Su Qingruo stopped for a long time, not knowing how many deep breaths, but still not ready to enter the door.

In the end, it was the nanny who threw out the garbage and saw her with a surprised face.

"Miss, why don't you go in?"

"I just arrived." Su Qingruo replied with a red face and a heartbeat, and followed Liu's mother into the house.

On the shoe cabinet at the entrance, there are a lot of slippers on display, but none of them belong to her.

Su Qingruo once again felt that he seemed to have been expelled from this family.

Mother Liu was a little embarrassed and said.

"Miss, the slippers you put here last time were broken, and Madame asked me to throw them away, so I haven't thought about buying a new ......"

Su Qingruo.

"It's okay, just give me shoe covers."

Now, she seems to be no different from a guest.

Su Qingruo put on shoe covers, took the gift, and walked in.

From afar, I heard the happy voice of this 'family of three'.

"Dad, it's your birthday today, I can barely let you taste some wine, but you can't drink too much!"

Su Shengyu laughed and pinched Su Ruohuan's face.

"You, like your mother, always like to control me."

Aunt Yun's voice came.

"That's because Huanhuan feels sorry for you, if it has nothing to do with you, who will nag in front of you every day?"

These words hit Su Qingruo, who had just arrived at the door.

She pursed her lips, isn't she the one who doesn't often nag in front of her father.

Su Ruohuan was the first to see Su Qingruo, her eyes were full of smiles, and she immediately greeted her.

"Sister, you're back!"

In the face of her enthusiasm, Su Qingruo was a little caught off guard, nodded stiffly, missed her side without moving, walked in front of Su Shengyu, and gave the gift in his hand.

"Happy birthday, Dad."

She looked respectful, as if she had come to go through a process, and the smile on her face was polite and detached.

In Su Shengyu's eyes, it was indescribably complicated.

"I don't care about gifts anymore at my age, if you can go home often, it will be the best gift for my birthday."

Su Qingruo pursed her lips, did not answer, and did not know how to answer Su Shengyu's words.

Aunt Yun was on the side, her hands curled up nervously, as if she was afraid of what kind of answer Su Qingruo would give.

The atmosphere instantly stiffened.

Aunt Yun hurriedly spoke.

"Really, a child's heart, how can you say that?"

At this time, Liu's mother walked in.

"Old lady, the meal has been prepared and is ready to be served."

On the dining table, Su Qingruo ate a table of delicacies slowly and methodically, and it was clear that the color and fragrance were all there, but for her, the food was tasteless.

Aunt Yun took great care of Su Shengyu, what he loved to eat was sandwiched in his bowl, and Su Shengyu also personally cooked vegetables for her.

It's a picture of respect.

It's just that Su Qingruo seems to have a thorn in his heart, even if he pulls it out, the wound will still be there.

She still found it difficult to accept that her mother's best friend had become her stepmother.

She ate hastily, snapped, and put down her chopsticks.

"There's something else going on in the law firm, I'll leave first, Dad, happy birthday, I'll come to see you next time."

No matter what kind of voice came from behind him, Su Qingruo just couldn't hear it, and left the Su family as if he were fleeing.

In the car, she relieved her long-suppressed breath, today, there are no stars and no moon, and it is even more lonely.

She panicked in her heart, so she parked the car on the side of the road and walked aimlessly on the street, when suddenly, a figure stopped in front of her, and Su Qingruo was about to avoid it when she heard a familiar voice.

"Sister Su?"

When I raised my eyes, I saw Xue Yue dressed in a suit and leather shoes, as if he had just finished talking about business, and there was a trace of mature charm on his body.

"What a coincidence." She smiled weakly.

"Sister, are you in a bad mood?"

If Su Qing didn't respond, it could be regarded as a tacit acquiescence.

Xue Yue grabbed Su Qingruo's hand.

"Sister, since you're not happy, I'll take you to relax!"