Cannon Fodder and White Moonlight

Downstairs, Dong Yan thought more and more because of Sang Wenze's words, and finally couldn't help but took out her mobile phone and called her eldest sister Dong Wan.

"Yanyan? I heard that Xiangxue introduced a tutor to Wenze. Have you met him? How is it?" After connecting, a straightforward female voice came out from the phone.

Dong Yan knew her elder sister's straightforward temper, so she directly told about Su Yu without turning a corner.

"...Wen Ze didn't say I didn't think so, but the more I think about it now, the more I think there is something wrong. Sister, don't you think that this child was born by Dad with another woman outside?"

Dong Yan didn't suspect it out of thin air. Her parents are not on good terms now. It's because her parents didn't control the third leg when they were middle-aged, and they got involved with the secretary.If her mother hadn't happened to be pregnant with Minghui, Dong Zhiguo would have left long ago for her mother to kneel down and cry bitterly to admit her mistake.

Dong Wan was shocked: "No way? Wait, let me sort it out."

The two sisters were silent for a moment, and Dong Wan said: "Maybe, once a man cheats, there will be two times... Don't tell our mother about this in advance, you can find a way to get some of Su Yu's saliva or hair, I will get our father's, and when the time comes Take it for identification, and wait until it is confirmed."

Dong Yan nodded: "I know."

Upstairs, 423's voice suddenly sounded in Su Yu's mind: "Ding! 423 just detected a conversation downstairs, please choose whether to play it or not."

Su Yu raised his eyebrows: "Play."

After listening, Su Yu tapped his fingers on the table, thinking about whether to expose his identity so quickly.

Once her identity is revealed, Sang Conghan will definitely recognize Wei Xuelian, and the two families are close, and Wei Wei will definitely not be able to avoid it... It seems that it will take a while.

Two hours passed quickly, and Dong Yan came up with the cut fruits, with a gentle smile on her face: "You have worked hard, come and eat some fruits."

He also poured a glass of water for Su Yu: "I told Wen Ze for two hours, Su Yu, you must be thirsty, drink water quickly, I added honey to it."

Su Yu smiled and thanked, took the water glass, ate two pieces of apples, but didn't drink the water in the glass.

Dong Yan was worried and tried to persuade her again.

Su Yu said: "Auntie, I'm not too thirsty."

Sang Wenze rolled his eyes and snatched the water glass into his hands: "A glass of water is worth pushing and shoving. Mom, go downstairs and watch TV. Teacher Su is not thirsty, I am thirsty, I will drink it for her .” After speaking, he poured half a glass of water into his mouth.

Dong Yan: "..." This silly boy who is holding back!

Dong Yan had no reason to stay any longer, she gave Sang Wenze a sneaky look before leaving with the fruit plate.

When tutoring Sang Wenze in English, Su Yu made insinuations and learned that his sister Sang Conghan had gone to a prestigious British school as an exchange student, and she would not be back until Dong Yan's birthday next month.

"Mr. Su, you should come over for my mother's birthday too." Sang Wenze held back his bad idea: "I'll introduce my uncle to you."

Su Yu's heart moved, but he could take this opportunity to get to know Sang Conghan.

Thinking of the extremely cold and gorgeous girl in the photo, Su Yu said without hesitation: "Okay, thank you for your invitation, I will be there on time."

"It's a deal! I'll invite you, so you must come." Sang Wenze was excited when his wish came true.

For the next month, every time Su Yu came to teach Sang Wenze, Dong Yan would think of various ways to get Su Yu's hair or saliva, but unfortunately she failed even once.

Finally, Dong Yan's birthday party came as scheduled.

Su Yu rented an evening dress and necklaces and other jewelry, and made a look, holding the invitation card Sang Wenze gave her yesterday and arrived late.

The banquet is divided into living room and outdoor.

The living room is for the elders to socialize, and a barbecue grill is set up in the small outdoor garden for the younger generations to have fun.

Any ordinary person would be dwarfed by a group of heaven's favored children, but Su Yu was different.

Stand out from the crowd.

When Sang Wenze saw Su Yu through the crowd, four words came to mind.

Temperament is indeed a bonus item. Su Yu is obviously not very beautiful, but a little dressing up can make people's eyes shine. As soon as he walked over, he attracted countless eyes, comparable to his super beautiful sister Sang Conghan when she appeared on the stage. scene.

The person was invited by himself, and Sang Wenze walked over to Su Yu and said, "Mr. Su, let me introduce you to my friend."

Su Yu glanced around and motioned to Sang Wenze, "Didn't you notice that there was no one around you as soon as I walked over?"

"Damn! Don't show loyalty, watch me catch them!" Sang Wenze hurriedly said before arresting people: "Mr. Su, you go around first, there is fruit wine on the table, the alcohol concentration is very low, drink whatever you want."

In terms of temperament, there was no one beside Su Yu.

She looked it over, but couldn't find the person she wanted to see, so she took a glass of fruit wine and wandered casually.

The late autumn night wind brought a burst of coolness, and the fruit wine failed to warm up Su Yu.

The colored lights illuminated the night brightly, the garden of the Sang family was not small, and Su Yu accidentally went around to the side where there were no lights.Several maple trees were rustled by the wind, and the fiery red maple leaves swirled and fell at Su Yu's feet.

"Hmm." A soft and fragrant body suddenly crashed into Su Yu's arms, and the two cried out in pain at the same time.

Su Yu frowned, and the person in his arms raised his head blankly.

Yaoyao Qinghui sprinkled it, showing the appearance of the person in his arms: long eyelashes fluttering, eyes like cold stars misty, red lips pursed aggrievedly, as if angry or complaining: "You hurt me."

Terrible.