It’s Still Popular Among Wealthy Families to Hold The Wrong Child - Chapter 3

Under Lin Qingxu’s resistance, Cui Xi failed to start, and Su Yu began to pin his hopes on her mother Shi Xiangyun.

She hired a private investigator to follow Su Che and Cui Xi and use the money to do things. The efficiency of the private investigator was very high, but in a week, she had received quite a few intimate photos of the two of them.

The photos are divided into two categories. One category is for people wandering around in the mall. They go to luxury stores, bags, lipsticks, perfumes, and they all carry a lot of them when they come out.

Su Yu looked at the photo and was so angry that this vain **** was bewitching her brother to spend money on her every day.

The other type is wandering around the campus, the playground, the library, the canteen, and the dormitory downstairs. The dormitory building is the one that Su Yu visited.

Su Yu collected the washed photos and put them in a box. The tops were covered with necklaces and rings that she didn’t usually wear, and they were stuffed to the bottom of the dressing table.

This week, she hadn’t seen Su Che several times. Through the information returned by private detectives, her brother had been busy with that **** recently.

Fortunately, it has been more than a week since the last quarrel. Su Che has forgotten that unpleasant experience, and as usual, he is not alienated from Su Yu and Yan Yue.

While Su Yu was relieved, he also knew that he was going to speed up and clean up Cui Xi.

On this day, Su Che came back very early and did not go on a date. As soon as he entered the door with his front foot, Su Yu walked in immediately after his hind foot.

“Brother.” Su Yu walked behind him and hit Su Che’s back. After hearing him shout “Mom” in surprise, he happily got out from behind Su Che.

Mom is back? Great, the savior is here.

Su Yu blinked his eyes and called “Mom” obediently.

Shi Xiangyun sat on the sofa, holding a tea cup, and said softly, there was a person sitting beside her, Su Yu didn’t know that person.

It was not until Su Che yelled “Aunt Wen” again that Su Yu remembered who she was, obediently followed the script and shouted “Aunt Wen.”

Marriage between rich and powerful families is common, but it is very rare for people of the same age to match each other. Soon after Shi Xiangyun gave birth to Su Yu, Su Yan’s family made a marriage contract.

Of course, only verbal. For so many years, because they were still young, the two families did not sit down and talk about it seriously.

Therefore, this marriage contract may or may not count.

Wen Qing has two sons. The eldest son, Yan Shi, stays in the United States to take over overseas business. Although he is single, Wen Qing is beyond the reach and can’t control him. The youngest son, Yan Lai, is studying at Beihua University in China. He is now in his junior year. He has never talked with a girlfriend. When Wen Qingzheng became anxious, he thought of this marriage.

So today Wen Qing came to see Su Yu specially. If it is good, she intends to let her son come into contact with the little girl from the Su family first.

Although the youngest son is indifferent by nature, he will still give her a bit of face as a mother.

Seeing this battle, Su Yu was not a fool either. She quickly realized that she was still carrying a doll on her back and curled her lips unconsciously. It was an unconscious little action when she was upset.

Her little movements did not escape Wen Qing’s eyes. Wen Qing smiled and said to Shi Xiangjun: “You rarely come back, I won’t disturb you and the children.”

After that, I got up and left, “No need to give it away.”

Shi Xiangyun was not given any opportunity to speak at all, and Wen Qing’s intention was obvious, but it was obvious that she was not satisfied with Su Yu.

Wen Qing did not mention this marriage contract as the man’s parent, and Shi Xiangyun, as the woman’s parent, was not easy to mention either.

Shi Xiangyun actually didn’t care much about this engagement, but because the verbal engagement was agreed by her husband Su Yipo himself, she only cared a little bit.

For the time being, leaving the matter of the marriage contract behind, Shi Xiangyun rarely came back and began to care about his son, “Has Ache been in love recently?”

Looking at her always generous and hearty son, he blushed and nodded, then said, “What’s her name?”

“She’s Cui Xi.” Su Che’s eyes were full of tenderness when she mentioned her.

Shi Xiangyun smiled and nodded, confirming, “Bring her back next time and let me see.”

Su Che was a little embarrassed: “Mom, it’s still early.”

Su Yu who gritted his teeth immediately agreed: “Yes, maybe we will break up in a few days.”

Listening to her daughter’s sour words, Shi Xiangyun frowned, always feeling something was wrong. When she was about to preach to her daughter, she heard her grandmother say excitedly: “Mr. is back.”

Sun Ma was not the only one who was excited, Shi Xiangyun greeted her with a smile upon hearing this.

“I’m back.” Cui Xi hurriedly opened the door.

Lin Qingxu heard the movement “Oh”.

“Am I the first to come back?” Cui Xi looked around, but did not see Lin Gusu and Shen Zhiyi.

Dormitory head Cui Xi went online and tortured online.

Lin Qingxu slumped on the chair, “Yes.”

The door was pushed open, and Shen Zhiyi walked in with a look of spring breeze.

She walked straight to the window, waved to the person standing downstairs, and then contentedly joined the group chat with the long overdue “I’m back”.

“Where is Bud?”

Cui Xi: “I haven’t come back yet.”

After a while, Ye Yali came back dejectedly.

Seeing her like this, the three exchanged glances, which didn’t go well.

Cui Xi intentionally enlivened the atmosphere, found a reasonable excuse, and changed the subject, “When will everyone be free, Su Che and I will invite everyone to dinner.”

When I heard something to eat, the eyes in the leaf bud glowed.

Your friend, Foodie Ye, is online.

After discussing it, we decided to set the time for the weekend of next week. As for the day of the weekend, it was up to the host to decide.

Cui Xi called Su Che to talk about the dinner, and the two finally decided to set the time for Sunday next week.

After being sticky for a while, Su Che hung up the phone, turned around, and found Su Yu standing by the corner of the wall, who had been eavesdropping. The younger sister is getting more and more uncomfortable, and Su Che has a headache, for fear that she will say nonsense such as letting him break up again.

But not, Su Yu walked over, raised his head, smiled sweetly, and said coquettishly: “Brother, I want to go too.” As he said, he shook Su Che’s hand.

Su Che looked at her suspiciously, with a look of ‘you are going to make trouble.’

Su Yu added another cruel stroke to Cui Xi in his heart, but still smiled sweetly on his face, “Brother, I promise, I won’t make trouble.” As he said, he raised his hand and made a gesture of swearing. .

The two did not stand in a stalemate for long, and Su Che compromised, “I have to ask Xiao Xi first.”

Cui Xi, Cui Xi, and Cui Xi again, should Cui Xi agree to take her out for dinner? Su was so angry that he endured it again and again, “My brother’s girlfriend is so generous, and I will definitely agree.” Su Yu continued, “What’s more, she and I are going to meet sooner or later.”

Sooner or later she will disturb them.

After receiving Su Che’s WeChat, Cui Xi quickly returned to the “good” past, and then told the other people in the dormitory about the incident. Everyone heard that Lin Qingxu said that Su Yu came to provocation and ordered Cui Xi to break up. For a while, he fell into silence.

Seeing them as if they were facing an enemy, Cui Xi smiled indifferently, “It’s okay.” A little girl can reveal what storms are rising.

Shen Zhiyi: “We all went anyway.” What are you afraid of, three to one, with their combat power, no, Lin Qingxu’s savage combat power alone is enough.

Lin Qingxu thought of the pampered girl that day, “It’s not a fuel-efficient lamp.”

Lin Qingxu is still very accurate in seeing people, “It doesn’t matter,” Ye Yali shrugged, “Anyway, we are not fuel-efficient lamps.”