Ch3.1 - Chapter 3.1 : Hello Uncle (3) — How can there be vampires in this world?
At 5 p.m., Su An finished his work. His muscles were a little sore, and his thin white arms were unconsciously trembling. Su An was sitting on the sofa, carefully massaging his arms and thighs, and when he looked up again, he found He Xiran standing at the table taking his medicine.
His adam’s apple moved up and down as he swallowed expressionlessly. The white bottle pill box was placed alone with the glass of water on the table.
Su An’s eyelids twitched, and he didn’t care about his soreness anymore. He quickly walked over and said with worry: “Teacher, are you okay?”
He looked at the medicine bottle from the corner of his eyes, and the black letters became small as ants, he couldn’t see clearly. He Xiran turned his head and glanced at Su An lightly. Cheng Su’an froze in place, blinking his eyes anxiously, “Teacher?”
“No need to call me teacher,” Half of He Xiran’s face fell into shadow, “You’re not from this circle.”
Su An got shy, he tangled his fingers and said coyly, “Uncle.”
He Xiran: “…”
He probably hasn’t met someone like Su An who acted so familiar. He smokes again in silence.
Su An didn’t see any similarities between him and Chu He, but he would rather kill by mistake than let it go. He leaned over to He Xiran and looked at the table. He wanted to innocently ask what the medicine was, but he saw a picture frame.
The photo is a family portrait. The father is a foreigner with striking green eyes and a roman nose. The mother looks gentle and soft with long black curly hair, stretching to her chest. Standing in front are He Xiran and another young lady. This lady is like the mother’s copy, her eyes are gentle and soft as a dodder flower.
A family of four, and all of their skin is white.
“Uncle,” Su An asked, “Is this your family?”
He Xiran was silent.
Su An acquiesced, and curiously pointed to the young lady in the frame, “Is this uncle’s sister?”
He Xiran leaned against the table while playing with a lighter in his hand, and finally opened his mouth, “That’s my younger sister.”
The fire was suddenly extinguished, and his tone remained steady, “She married and died two months ago.”
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Su An frowned and returned to Shen’s house.
Shen Zhangxiu is a well-known local bachelor, rich and handsome. Su An has never heard of Shen Zhangxiu being married, but if the He Feiyu in He Xiran’s mouth is really the same He Feiyu on the death certificate in Sheng Zhangxiu’s study, does that mean the person He Feiyu married was Shen Zhangxiu.
Right ah. His singleness is not necessarily single in the traditional sense. He has an ex-wife, and his ex-wife has died. He is also single because of his bereavement.
But if they were really a husband and wife, two months after the death of his ex-wife, Shen Zhangxiu was already planning to get engaged to his sister three months later.
His mind is a mess, there’s so many confusing points grouped together. Su An rubbed his temples, then climbed up to the third floor. After thinking about it, he decided to tell Cheng Suqing about this matter.
Does Cheng Suqing know about this?
How did He Feiyu die?
The marriage of Sheng Zhangxiu and Cheng Suqing three months later had already cast a dark shadow in Su An’s eyes. He always felt that Sheng Zhangxiu’s purpose was unclear. No, it’s not just their marriage, everyone here is covered in a dark mist with various secrets buried inside. If he wants to know who is under a person’s skin, then he has to solve these secrets first.
Su An hurried up to the third floor and was about to knock on Cheng Suqing’s door, when he heard a small conversation inside.
His eyebrows jumped, and his hand stopped by the door in time.
Inside the door, in addition to Cheng Suqing’s voice, there is also a somewhat familiar male voice. Su An quietly listened for a while, He thought and thought, until he suddenly realized that it was Special Assistant Chu’s voice.
Special Assistant Chu’s tone was complicated, as if he was pleading, “Ah Qing, you can’t marry Sheng Zhangxiu.”
Cheng Suqing said coldly, “Who I marry does not matter to you?”
“He’s not as good as he seems,” then Special Assistant Chu said with difficulty, “He…”
His voice turned lower, as if he was lost in thought, “He can’t take care of you.”
Su An’s expression became solemn.
The voice was fuzzy, so he couldn’t really hear what was being said. But the scattered word or two also contains a big message. Why was Special Assistant Chu in Cheng Suqing’s room?
He was wrong. Su An originally thought that it was Shen Zhangxiu who was calculating Cheng Suqing. But he never thought that his sister was so powerful, she had already put a green hat on Sheng Zhangxiu one step in advance.
There was silence in the door for a long time, then Cheng Suqing’s sobbing voice crumbled and rang out, “You get out, what makes you say such things? What qualifications do you have to say such things to me!”
The door had cut off most of the conversation, Su An was listening intently when someone behind him suddenly said: “Su An?”
Su An’s scalp instantly tingled, he licked his dry lips, then turned around and smiled calmly: “Brother-in-law, are you looking for my sister too? My sister just fell asleep.”
He walked over and tilted his face, pretending to be obedient: “Brother-in-law got off from work so early tonight.”
Sheng Zhangxiu raised his hand and gently touched Su An’s sideburns, “There is less work today. How come you’re all sweaty?”
“It’s too hot,” Su An’s face still had the redness left over after running, “Is brother-in-law hot?”
Cheng Suqing’s room quieted down, probably because they heard their conversation.
Shen Zhangxiu took his hand back and walked downstairs, “Brother-in-law will take you down to eat ice porridge.”
Su An obediently went with him, “Good, thank you brother-in-law.”
The two people gradually moved away from the third floor.
To be honest, people like Shen Zhangxiu can easily get the respect and yearning of adolescent boys. He is like an excellent leader on the path of life growth. He is gentle and mature, and tolerant like the sea.
Sheng Zhangxiu turned his head and smiled. Su An pursed the corner of his lips and slowed down his pace in embarrassment.
His red cheeks remind people of fluffy and sweet cakes.
But such a person, obviously also has great secrets hidden beneath the surface.
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Cheng Suqing came downstairs at dinner time. She looked like she just woke up and her thin black silk straps hung on her white shoulders. After seeing Sheng Zhangxiu, she was taken aback, and her eyes overflowed with surprised, “Zhangxiu, why are you off work so early today?”
She then intimately stepped forward, and pouted her mouth to feign anger coquettishly, “Dear, why didn’t you tell me in advance.”
The two of them were rubbing their heads together, like a loving couple. From an angle where no one noticed, Cheng Suqing turned her head from Sheng Zhangxiu’s shoulders and glanced at her young brother with a complicated look in her eyes.
Cheng Su’an was eating with his head buried, taking a grain of rice seriously, not even wasting a bit of it.
Cheng Suqing retracted her eyes and thought bitterly, Su An has just grown up. She yelled and scolded him a lot, but he still knew how to protect his sister at critical moments. Quite stupid, Cheng Suqing dislikes such kindness and innocence the most. She usually find it false and disgusting, but at this time, when she moved her mouth, she couldn’t say anything else.
Cheng Suqing should have been feeling uneasy, therefore she kept pampering Sheng Zhanxiu at dinner. Until the end of dinner, Su An did not have time to tell Cheng Suqing about Sheng Zhangxiu’s ex-wife.
Su An sighed with sadness, while lying on the bed, and touching his bulging belly. At this moment, a message alert popped up on his phone, reminding him that his bank card was credited with 260,000 yuan.
The money was transferred from He Xiran’s personal account, and the money from the studio was not used. Su An looked at the six-figure deposit and sat up quickly. He Xiran burned his money by touching him today.
He carefully held up his phone, his eyes gleaming.
The original body has a stubborn love for money because of his growth environment. And because of Cheng Suqing’s influence, money is the most powerful thing for the original body.
Pretending to be obedient and acting stupid , it’s all for money.
Su An kissed his phone and fell asleep contentedly.