To My Dear Mr. Huo

Li Qianxue glanced upstairs with a slightly cold face: Your father is upstairs. I don't know who provoked him. He ran to the study without eating dinner, and he hasn't come out until now.

Su Peizhen looked at Li Qianxue's appearance, and then looked upstairs: I'm going to see Dad.

Li Qianxue originally wanted to say no, but finally waved her hand: Go ahead. If he's drunk, don't worry about it. Just let Mama Zhang ask someone to go up and take him back to the room.

She was really glad that the old man was not at home when he was invited out today, otherwise seeing Su Chenghui like that would have given him another lecture.

Su Peizhen went upstairs, and when the door of the study was opened, there was a smell of alcohol.

Su Peizhen frowned at that smell, and glanced at Su Chenghui who was sitting behind the desk.

Dad? Are you okay?

Su Chenghui drank some wine, but he was not drunk. After all these years, he did not allow himself to get drunk again.

When he saw Su Peizhen coming in, he was stunned for a moment, and put down the cup in his hand: Peizhen, are you back?

En. Su Peizhen stepped forward and glanced at the table, there were several empty wine bottles. She was a little dissatisfied: Dad, why do you drink so much wine?

Don't worry. I'm not drunk.

Su Chenghui sat up and glanced at Su Peizhen. It's different from Su Qingsang's gentleness and beauty. Su Peizhen's facial features are much brighter, she looks neither like herself nor her mother.

I don't know what went wrong, but Su Peizhen actually looks like her grandma. Back then, Su Chenghui's mother was considered a well-known beauty in all towns and villages.

Su Peizhen's facial features resemble grandma's, which is extremely flamboyant.

Dad? Is there anything wrong with the company?

Su Peizhen was originally helping out in the company, but she was in a bad mood because of breaking off the engagement with Qiu Yanbo, so she didn't go to work for several days.

It's nothing. Dad will solve it if there is something.

Su Chenghui sat up, looked at Su Peizhen, and suddenly reached out to hold her hand: Peizhen, will you blame me?

Dad, what are you talking about? Why should I blame you?

Because I— Su Chenghui froze for a moment, then shook his head suddenly: I asked you to apologize to Qingsang. Are you blaming me?

No. It's not your fault. Su Qingsang and Huo Jinyao were also to blame. Bullying others is too much.

Just don't blame me. Su Chenghui seemed to be relieved, he didn't let go of Su Peizhen's hand, but clenched it even tighter.

Peizhen, don't worry. From now on, whether it's the Su family or the Li family, it's all yours.

Dad, what are you talking about? Su Peizhen was puzzled by Su Chenghui's words: And my brother. Are you drunk?

Your brother? Su Chenghui squinted his eyes, and suddenly fell silent: Dad is drunk. Go and rest. It's okay.

Oh. Su Peizhen always felt that something was weird, but Su Chenghui should be drunk from his appearance.

Then dad, you should go to bed earlier, I'll go back to my room first.

En. Su Chenghui nodded, and suddenly thought of something: By the way, during this time you—

What?

It's nothing. Su Chenghui knew his daughter's personality, the more she was not allowed to do something, the more she would do it.

Thinking about it this way, there was no need to think about telling Su Peizhen not to trouble Su Qingsang. Maybe the more he talked, the more trouble she would make for Su Qingsang.

I just want to say, I think you're not in a good mood recently. If you feel bored at home, go out and play. Paris, Milan, New York. Where do you want to go? Dad has someone arrange it for you.

Second watch. .