Mr. President, your little cutie is online

After that, Su Haoping became more and more flexible under the care of the Li family. After more than a year, his actions were almost the same as before.

The Li family did check the surveillance footage, and the footage showed that while Mr. Li's car was still waiting at the traffic light, a van drove up from the side within a minute.

Without any hesitation, the van accelerated and crashed into the parked car the moment it approached it.

The car did not stop after the first hit, but instead kept hitting the people in the car in smaller amounts until they could no longer struggle.

Finally he left.

The Li family thoroughly found out who the criminal was. He was a well-known drunkard in the local area. At the beginning, he had a happy family with a wife and children.

Later, he followed some good brothers and went out to drink and gamble with others. The little assets he had left were all used by him to fill the hole.

He even abused his wife. His only daughter was also subjected to school bullying and threats at school. She dared not tell her parents, and her father, who doted on her very much, no longer cared about her.

Sometimes he even beat his wife in front of the children.

The child couldn't bear it anymore and ended his own life. When his wife found out, she went completely crazy.

Wang Fu did have a van, and the one that was attacked during the rainy night was indeed his, so it was undoubtedly him.

Originally, drunk driving and premeditated murder were punishable by life imprisonment, and the person would never be released, not to mention that he directly killed Mr. Li.

However, when Wang Fu was found, he was in a river not far along the road. The guardrail was directly damaged, and the man and the car fell into the river. The man died instantly.

When people passing by in the morning saw his floating body, they were so scared that they called the police immediately.

In the end, the matter ended like this. All the evidence pointed to him, and this person left nothing behind.

After the Li family took care of the old man's funeral, Li Jincheng took over the Li Group completely. He was worthy of being the son of old man Li and was in no way inferior to him. He managed the company very well.

A year later, the Su couple decided to quit their jobs and return to their hometown. The Li family agreed and gave them 20 million when they left.

His kindness to the Li family, plus his salary, were included in the calculation.

After the Su couple returned, they started their own company, which is now growing bigger and bigger, and has already crossed the class barrier, although in a place like the imperial capital, they are completely out of the running.

After listening to it, the two looked at Li's father, then at Li's mother, and finally said in unison: "Got it."

Su Weili sneered at what her parents said: Humph, I thought you were so capable, but you only rely on your own business. Such a small shabby company is not even worthy of carrying shoes for the Li family, and this woman still wants to take over Brother Younan.

The Li couple had no idea that their daughter's inner thoughts had become more "scary" and completely different from her previous image.

Of course, that's also in my heart. On the surface, I still appear to be very well behaved.

The summer sunshine is particularly bright. Above the cloudless sky hangs the fiery red sun, like a round fireball.

Wherever the breeze blows, it brings the breath of summer. When people's skin, which is burned by the sun, feels the gentle breeze, they actually feel a hint of coolness.

At sunset, the huge white villa is completely shrouded in the sunset glow, like a city in the sky wrapped in clouds.

In the yard, Xiaobao was carrying the small shovel his father brought out. It was brand new and must have been bought not long ago.

Su Bi Yao looked at the extremely excited little guy, smiled helplessly, and coaxed the child to put the things down.

Then continue to apply floral water on his exposed smooth arms and calves. If you don't spray it, he will be bitten by mosquitoes and red spots will swell up again.

Especially for children who can’t stand being tickled, they will scratch their bags with their little hands and continue to complain even if they tear them.

When he really couldn't bear it anymore, he would just burst into tears and no one could comfort him. I had to treat his wounds while holding him and comforting him.

After finally painting all the exposed parts of his body, he still didn't let the mother and daughter wait for the man in the yard.

What are you doing? So mysterious.

After waiting for a few more minutes, the two finally saw the man coming out of the warehouse with a small seedling in his hand, but they didn't know what it was.

"Dad, dad, I want to plant flowers." Xiaobao carried the small shovel on his little shoulders, stomped his feet, and ran forward in an orderly manner, calling his dad happily.

When the little body finally stopped in front of Nie Younan, he began to breathe in small gulps. He must be tired.

Nie Younan put what he was holding on the ground, squatted down, and placed his big hand on his son's small forehead, almost sweating.

The voice is doting and gentle: "Run slower, your head is full of sweat..."

Su Biyao, who was following behind, quickly took out a tissue and wiped the sweat off the little boy's forehead. She echoed, "I'm so excited to be with my dad every day for just a short while."

As she spoke, she gently pinched the soft flesh on both sides of his cheeks.

He happily endured it anyway, and when his parents finally finished talking, he began.

He put the shovel on the ground, turned around, stretched out a finger, poked the thing his father put on the ground, and said softly, "Dad, this is also a flower, as beautiful as mom's flowers."

It's like discovering a new world.

Of course, the flowers that he referred to as his mother’s flowers were the pink roses that Nie Younan planted for Su Biyao that filled most of the yard.

Xiaobao often went to play on the swings, and often pointed at that large area and asked questions, regardless of how Nie Younan and Su Biyao answered.

Anyway, what he knew was: this is his mother's flower, a beautiful flower.

"Silly boy, this is a small tree that your father prepared for you." Nie Younan held the sapling the size of a chopstick in his big hand, picked up his tools, and lifted it in his hand.

Even though he is only three years old, he understands a lot and can distinguish between good words and bad words.

For example, at this moment, he immediately raised his little face, looked at his father, and protested loudly in his baby voice: "Daddy, I'm not a fool, I am mommy and daddy's little baby."

He is very smart. Normally, Nie Younan and Su Biyao would not call him by his full name. They would usually call him baby or darling.

Only when he really made the two of them angry would he be called Nie Junyu.

But he is very well-behaved, which is rare. His grandparents, parents, uncle and aunt all spoil him...

The two were touched by the cuteness of the child in front of them. They looked at each other and smiled, with smiles in their eyes.