The air instantly froze, and it was extremely quiet.

Su Yifeng's action of taking out the red envelope also froze instantly.

Looking at Shang Qian's face again, it was already dark to the end, and the light in his eyes was dim and dark, trying his best to suppress the chill in his eyes.

His eyelids twitched, and his face, which had been calm for a long time, was cracking inch by inch.

"Daddy, they want to inherit your inheritance right away..."

Little Mike twisted his little body coquettishly, so cute that he couldn't bear to be beaten.

He has said it ten thousand times in his heart, this is his own child, bear with it!

Shang Qian's eyes were fixed on Mike's body, he took a deep breath, and his tone was as soft as possible.

"Right now?" he repeated in a low voice.

Little Mike nodded solemnly, "Only by inheriting your legacy can I be with my beautiful sister forever!"

So, he hopes, the sooner the better!

For the sake of his beautiful sister, he didn't even want his own father!

Shang Qian looked at his pale and tender face with dark eyes, trying to maintain his calmness and demeanor.

"Then I will try to realize your wish as soon as possible."

He gritted his teeth.

Little Mike smiled happily, "When is it?"

One second, two seconds... No, I can't bear it anymore!

Shang Qian's eyes narrowed suddenly.

He picked up the clothes by the back of his neck with ease, like that, he could throw him like a ball!

Su Yifeng said quickly, "Tong Yan Wuji..."

Shang Qian smiled lightly and controlled the expression management.

Nodding apologetically to him, "Director Su, I'm sorry, I suddenly remembered that there is something urgent in the company, I have to deal with it immediately, and come to the door tomorrow to make amends."

Having said that, he simply carried Little Mike and walked away, strutting his head high, effortlessly.

"Ah, ah, I'm going to kiss my pretty sister before leaving..."

...

On the deck, Su Nan watched Shang Qian carry Little Mike away, and wondered about it.

Before taking two steps, Fu Yechuan grabbed her wrist.

"Don't go, think about what I said, okay?"

His voice was deep, with a hint of caution.

Feeling a little humble.

He mentioned just now that Su Yifeng wouldn't leave his youngest daughter's life alone, and if they got married, consider him first.

After all, all the conditions and advantages are there.

Besides him, who else is worthy?

It's just that he saw Su Nan and Shang Qian chatting happily before, knowing that Shang Qian was impossible, he still felt uncomfortable.

So, just try carefully.

Su Nan looked at her, lowered her eyes, and looked at him.

A sudden smile.

"Mr. Fu, marriage, don't worry too much about other things, it's just right, but forget it, I won't plant it on the same person twice, it's not shameful enough."

She curled the corners of her lips and spoke slowly.

"Besides, I have seen the world, and my eyesight has naturally improved, and I can no longer see the people I liked in the past."

She specially emphasized the words "liked in the past".

"Su Nan!"

Fu Yechuan's heart seemed to be pierced by a knife.

Su Nan smiled slightly and pushed his wheelchair, "Don't worry, I will take care of you until you are healed. I will not forget to thank you for your life-saving grace. It's just a feeling, you can't force it, right?"

Fu Yechuan, who was so indifferent and noble, only felt his heart twisted like a knife.

No matter how hard he tried, he was all alone.

That kind of sourness and heartache, accompanied by anger, he was speechless.

What can he do?

Are you losing your temper?

He is not qualified.

A few seconds later, his hands were tightly gripping the wheelchair, the blue veins on his forehead were bulging, and the corners of his eyes were red.

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