To My Dear Mr. Huo

Su Yuxin is only seventeen years old this year. Li Qianxue and Su Chenghui were born when Su Peizhen was eight years old.

This year, he just entered the first year of high school in Linshi No. 1 Middle School. Because it is far from home, I have been living on campus. Su Qingsang could not meet Su Yuxin when he returned to Su's house occasionally.

The two said they were sisters and brothers, but there were very few opportunities to meet. She really didn't know what Su Yuxin was looking for herself.

sister.

What made Su Qingsang tear his eyes even more was that. Su Yuxin actually called her sister.

Are you okay? Su Qingsang looked at the titular brother, who was in the obstetrics and gynecology department. What is he doing here for nothing?

I— Su Yuxin bowed her head, her face somewhat similar to Li Qianxue's face was not so delicate. Rather handsome. He was only seventeen years old, and he was already 1.8 meters tall.

This will have a downcast face but a guilty face.

What happened? Su Qingsang knew the abilities of the Su family and more clearly the strength of the Li family. Is there anything Su Yuxin can't tell his parents: You're not in trouble, are you?

It sounds strange. Su Yuxin is Su Chenghui's only son. He was very strict with this son.

The most favored person in the Su family is Su Peizhen. No matter what Su Peizhen did from childhood to adulthood, Su Chenghui was reluctant to touch her finger, let alone teach her a lesson.

It was Su Yuxin. Su Chenghui has been watching closely since he was a child. Whether it is homework or other, the requirements are very high.

I--

Su Yuxin, I didn't know how to speak twice, I gritted my teeth, turned around and pulled a figure outside the door in.

It was a little girl who looked like she was only sixteen or seventeen years old.

She's my girlfriend and she's pregnant.

Su Qingsang almost choked on his own saliva: What did you say?

She's pregnant. Su Yuxin's face was very red, and the little girl's face was pale.

Aren't you a doctor? Help her kill this child.

Su Qingsang stood up and closed the door with her backhand.

Su Yuxin, are you crazy?

I'm not crazy. Su Yuxin gritted her teeth: I'm only seventeen, so I don't want to be a father so early.

You're only seventeen. You don't want to be a father so early, so why do you want to get pregnant so early?

Su Qingsang was furious: Do you know how much an abortion hurts you? You—

She swallowed her words later when she saw the little girl's face as white as paper.

Taking a deep breath, Su Qingsang calmed himself down: Does Dad know?

How is that possible? If he finds out, he will kill me.

It's not that she doesn't know how severe Su Chenghui is to him.

Su Qingsang was angry and looked at the little girl: Do you want to beat the child too?

The little girl was good looking and kept her head down. When she heard Su Qingsang's words, she said in a very low voice, Yes. I'm still in school.

Su Qingsang didn't know what to say. Looking at the people in front of her, she only felt that these were too subversive of her cognition.

The two were children, not even adults. but--

Sister. Help me this time, I owe you a favor.

Su Yuxin's meeting was normal, but Su Qingsang only felt uneasy. The Su family's parents don't know, what about the girl's parents?

Do your parents know?

I don't know. The little girl shook her head, her face full of obscurity: Sister, I also call you sister. You help me beat the child. My family knew that it would kill me.