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( Grand Wedding of Gao Ran and Zhu Lingling (3)

“You’re making too big of a deal, I’m really fine,” Huo Mian immediately declined, but Su Yu responded, “I’m not taking no for an answer.”

“The four of them are here to protect you during the day. Another four will come at night and take over.”

Huo Mian: “…”

“I want you to sleep soundly. Don’t be scared, okay?”

Huo Mian: “…”

She didn’t know what to say, but she felt touched from the bottom of her heart.

“Stay here for now, since it’s easier to get checkups. Once you recover and don’t need to be monitored again, I’ll think of a way to get you out. This place might be nice, but a hospital’s still a hospital, it’s not home. I can just imagine how lonely you feel here.”

“No, it’s okay, this is great.” Huo Mian shook her head; to be honest, she didn’t feel right asking for more.

“Just listen to me… I’m not doing this for you, I’m doing it for the little brats in there,” Su Yu said as he instinctively glanced at Huo Mian’s flat belly.

Upon hearing this, she placed a hand on her belly and smiled wholeheartedly. “Babies, once you guys are born, remember to thank Uncle Su, okay? Thank him for taking care of you guys when your dad couldn’t. Once Daddy comes home, he’ll thank Uncle Su properly, alright?”

Upon hearing this, Su Yu chuckled awkwardly.

After leaving the military hospital, Su Yu headed straight to his company for work.

At lunch, he attended the 60th birthday luncheon of some elder.

Bringing no one else but An, Su Yu arrived in an extremely low-key manner…

“Hey, Young Master Su, long time no see!”

“Young Master Su, you didn’t bring a date? Why isn’t Jian Tong here?”

“Yu, how’s your father and the old commander?”

“Young Master Su, we haven’t hung out in such a long time, what have you been up to?”

The truth was, Su Yu’s life saw a night-and-day change ever since he met Huo Mian. He stopped flaunting his money and living a life of beer and skittles.

He even stopped attending social gatherings; therefore, people couldn’t help but swarm up to him as soon as he arrived at the birthday luncheon.

The countless questions annoyed Su Yu. Just as he was about to lose his patience, the arrival of a certain person lit his fury up like gasoline to fire.

Why was Huo Siqian here? Moreover, he was here with Mayor Song, looking as if he owned the place.

At the entrance were reporters waiting to interview them.

“President Huo, are you still as close to Mayor Song as you used to be?”

“Of course. He is Yishi’s father, which means he’s my father as well. Even though Yishi’s passed, I still respect him like my own father.”

“You’re such a good son, President Huo! Chairman Huo used to say nothing but good things about you when he was still alive.”

“I’m really not, I just think it’s normal for young people to respect their parents.”

“Mayor Song, what do you think about your son-in-law?”

“I’m very touched by how well he’s treated my wife and me after Shi left…”

“Will you prioritize his company for future projects?”

“Of course not… I’m not biased against anyone, it’s fair competition.”

Naturally, Mayor Song’s answer was diplomatic – he wasn’t about to be fooled by a nobody reporter.

Su Yu glared at Huo Siqian’s face, fighting the urge to rip that mask off his face.

“President Su… calm down,” An immediately reminded his boss upon seeing the latter’s anger…

“Don’t worry, I would never beat him up at a time like this. Hitting him won’t put off the fire in me either. I will wait until karma gets him.”

Su Yu was certain that one day, he was going to have a face-off with Huo Siqian. Therefore, he decided not to stir up trouble; instead, he will get out his big guns and plan out the attack.

He was going to strike Huo Siqian as hard as he could – for Huo Mian, and for Qin Chu.

“Hi, President Su, long time no see.” To Su Yu’s surprise, Huo Siqian actually walked up with a smile on his face and greeted him.


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