In the middle of spring, the French Wutong trees on Xinhua Road grow new leaves, and the fluffy flowers fly with the wind. The flower beds on both sides are full of exotic flowers, and the sun pours down through the cracks of the leaves, bringing a warm and beautiful spring.

A black Maybach gently stopped in front of the decorated partition garden villa at the corner of the intersection. The door opened, and the driver came around from the front to open the rear door, respectfully holding a man in his thirties out of the car.

A pair of big sunglasses was on the bridge of the man\'s tall nose. He was tall and straight. After getting out of the car, he looked at the door of the villa with a cane and stopped for a moment before slowly walking towards the door step by step.

He looks elegant and noble. Even if he walks lamely step by step, it doesn\'t affect his description at all. Even the rhythm of lameness makes people feel beautiful.

Meng Su was opening the door and came out. He was slightly stunned when he saw this man, and then stood at the door and looked at him.

The man stopped in front of the gate, looked at the plaque on the villa, and then looked at the handsome young man at the door. With a gentle smile on his mouth, he asked softly, "Sir, excuse me, is the master of this house, Miss Ling?"

Meng Su\'s eyebrows were slightly raised. Ling Qingyu had told the other party and the intermediary to keep secret when she bought the house. Now her name has not been transferred, but can someone come to the door?

"The former owner of this house is my friend," seeing that he was alert in his eyes, his body seemed to be a little tight, and the man said with a warm smile, "I have been friends with Miss Ling for many years. A few days ago, my friend said that this house was sold to Miss Ling, so..."

"You\'ve got the wrong person. This house is mine." Meng Su coldly interrupted him.

The man was slightly stunned, looked up and blocked the driver who was about to come forward, and said gently with a smile: "can you please send a letter to Miss Ling and say that my old friend suyuzhu is looking for her? I will stay in Shanghai for a period of time. If she is free, can I see her?"

"Come on, it\'s almost time." Yang Zhao pushed the door and said, and then turned back to explain to the young man. After turning back again, he saw the man at the door, frowning and looking at Meng su.

"I\'m Su Yuzhu," seeing Meng Su didn\'t say who he meant, Su Yuzhu said with a smile, "Miss Ling and I were friends many years ago."

Friends many years ago? Yang Zhao looked at him suspiciously. His eyes stopped on his left leg, which was a little shorter than his right leg, and said, "what\'s up?"

"I lost contact with Miss Ling many years ago, and I learned that she bought this house a few days ago." Su Yuzhu smiled calmly, and her eyes behind Sunglasses could not see any emotion. Her voice was soft and said, "I\'m going to stay in Shanghai for a period of time this time. Can you please take a message, and if Miss Ling is free, can we have a cup of tea together?"

"Qingyu is not in Shanghai and will not come back in a short time." Turning sideways to let Ye soul and shadow thirteen come out, Yang Zhao said faintly.

Qingyu... The smile on the corner of the man\'s mouth stiffened slightly and said, "I don\'t know if Mr. Ling\'s?"

"I\'m her husband." Yang Zhao paused and said, "husband, um, husband."

"Really? It\'s rude. I\'m Su Yuzhu, Miss Ling\'s college classmate." Su Yuzhu\'s voice brought a trace of bitterness that he couldn\'t feel if he didn\'t listen carefully, and he smiled faintly.

With a squeak, a Porsche bypassed Maybach and stopped at the roadside. Fang Fang poked his head out of the window and shouted, "are you OK, brother?" After calling, he saw the man standing at the door, stunned for a moment, opened the door and jumped out of the car, saying, "Hello, Mr. Su!"

Seeing the man turning his head in doubt, Fang Fang laughed and said, "it\'s me, Xiao Fang, Fang Xiang\'s son."

The man nodded with a smile and said, "it\'s Xiao Fang. How\'s your father?"

"Well, Mr. Su, when did you come to China? Why didn\'t you hear my father talk about it?" Fang Fang walked up to the man with a big smile.

"Just arrived, I have something to do, so I won\'t bother your father." Su Yuzhu chuckled, turned to Yang Zhao and said, "this gentleman, I don\'t mean anything else, that is, I haven\'t seen you for ten years. I just want to talk to my old friend. Please take the words with me. If she doesn\'t want to, I won\'t force it."

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"Who does Mr. Su want to see? My brothers are very good, and I will bring the words to you! Don\'t worry!" Fang Fang patted his chest and then felt the cold light on his back like a knife.

"You are in a hurry. I won\'t delay you, please." The man leaned slightly to let him out.

"Yes, we are still in a hurry, so we won\'t accompany you. Mr. Su, my eldest sister is also in Shanghai. You can find her when you are free." After saying a few words in a hurry, Fang Fang shouted at the people who had waved to block the taxi on the roadside: "no, no, take my car!"

"Can you take that car!" Meng Su kindly replied to him, squeezed his body into the back seat and said to the driver about the airport.

"Then you can also sit here with two!" Fang Fang hurried to get on the bus and caught up as soon as he drove.

Looking at the Porsche running after the taxi, the smile on the corner of the man\'s mouth slowly converged and turned to bitterness.

Husband... Husband... Husband

So handsome young man, although with blood, but his eyes are pure clear, is a good man, is a good man

"Uncle!" A motorcycle stopped beside Maybach. The knight took off his helmet and showed a beautiful face.

"Why did you come out?" The man walked to the roadside step by step with a cane and asked anxiously, "what\'s the matter? Have nightmares again?"

"No, just want to come out and have a look." The young man\'s eyes were warm and watery, with a faint smile and said, "uncle, don\'t worry, I\'m fine."

"Okay?" The man walked up to the young man, raised his head and stroked his white, tender, jade like cheek, saying, "Xiaoxiang, it\'s okay, don\'t force yourself."

"I\'m all right, uncle." The young man smiled quietly, with pure innocence, and said, "I want to understand. You see, in fact, I haven\'t been materially hurt, have I? They can\'t do anything to me. I\'m still the old Styrax, and I\'m not dirty at all."

Is it still the former Styrax, which is so pure that there is no impurity at all? Su Yuzhu looked at his buttoned collar and cuffs. There were three deep knife marks on his wrist and a cut mark on his neck. If it weren\'t for the timely rescue, the cleanest child of the Su family, his hope would be so gone

Li Tao! I can\'t spare you!

"Uncle, who are you looking for?" Seeing the pain on the man\'s face, Su Hexiang looked at the villa door curiously and asked.

"Find an old friend who was my uncle\'s friend many years ago."

"Did you find it, uncle?" Seeing Su Yuzhu shaking his head sadly, Su Hexiang said, "don\'t worry, uncle. Tell me her name. I\'ll check the public security system here tonight."

Su Yuzhu was dumbfounded. This guy has been silent and doesn\'t like to deal with people since childhood. Everyone says he is autistic. In fact, this guy is just not interested in other things, and he is interested in

As long as he wants, he can enter any computer system in the world and do whatever he wants

"Ling Qingyu, her name is Ling Qingyu, Ling Xiao\'s Ling, Qingshui\'s Qing, feather\'s feather." Su Yuzhu\'s eyes were a little distant, and a faint smile floated from the corners of her mouth.

That\'s how the girl like fire introduced herself in those days.

I come from China. My name is Ling Qingyu, Ling Xiao\'s Ling, Qingshui\'s Qing, feather\'s feather.