A wealthy old man is a real father [Transmigration Book]

Chapter 45 45

After all, Su Shile was still young, and she was fooled by her own father with a few words.

Su Dae talked eloquently about the "view of love" of a wealthy old man, and after gaining the admiration of his own son, he finally turned to the main topic.

"Baby, is there something Dad wants to discuss with you?"

Su Shile saw that her father was in trouble, and said empathetically, "Are you and Mr. Yu together? Don't worry, Dad, I will support you in finding a second love. It doesn't matter if you are male or female. You like it." Just do it."

"No," said Su's thick-skinned father, who rarely showed embarrassment. "It's not the second spring, it's revisiting the first spring."

"What—?" That guess came to my mind again.Su Shile was so surprised that his jaw almost dropped to the ground, remembering the 20 years that Jing Xuyang said.

Father Su continued, "I've shown you his photo, the one in women's clothing you praised for being beautiful."

Su Yu didn't know why, and was oppressed by a stinky man. Afterwards, he would naturally investigate and found high-definition photos of women's clothing in the surveillance, but he never found the culprit.

Later, the photo of this pink lace princess dress was put on the bottom of the box. Recently, I met Yu Zhi frequently, and the kid from the Jing family informed me. Su Yu had suspicions. With his current status, it was easy to find out the truth. .

It was just out of masculine self-esteem that Su Yu didn't want to mention this matter, and he hadn't figured out how to tell his son about his life experience. He didn't know how to open his mouth and tell his son that he was born by a man.

Su Shile is sure to have a deep memory of that photo of women's clothing.

Among the old photos that the wealthy old man showed him at that time, the only photo of a woman was as beautiful as a fairy.

Su Shile deliberately took a few extra glances. He always thought that this was the White Moonlight Goddess of Su's father when he was young, so the photo would be well preserved.

Father Su is not a sloppy character. He has already spoken to this point, so he will not hide it anymore, "Well, son, there is something that I have never been ashamed to tell you,"

"You say."

Su Shile held his breath, probably because he had been noisy for too long last night, and his temples were throbbing.

Su Shile suspected that his old problem of migraine was about to attack.

"You are my own!" Father Su said loudly, and when he met his son's calm and unwavering gaze, he realized that this sentence was ambiguous, and added, "It's like the one born by a woman who is pregnant in October."

"Oh."

The son's expression remained the same.

Su Dae was a little relieved, the baby's heartless character was so pleasing and sweet, so he simply used his big move.

"Mr. Yu—Yu Zhi is your other father by blood."

There was a loud bang.

Su Shile slid down from the sofa with a bang, and fell into a squatting position.

Stiff on all fours like a flipped tortoise, Su Shile struggled to get up, rubbed against Papa Su, and asked in a low voice, "Is there anything that you might have made a mistake?"

"President Yu doesn't seem to like me very much."

Mr. Su rubbed the head of the boy next to him, no matter what, he didn't expect Su Shile to accept everything else well, except that he had a problem with Yu Zhi.

However, he also has an opinion, father and son stand on the same front.

"Our cub is so good, he is pampered by his own father, do you need him to be rare?"

Speaking of Yu Zhi, President Su, who had just taken advantage of it, turned his face and refused to recognize anyone.

"Father just doesn't want to lie to you. If the son I have raised for so long recognizes someone else as his father in a blink of an eye, I will be the first to quit."

"I don't admit it!" Su Shile hugged the local rich father's thigh tightly, "You are my only real father, Mr. Yu..."

After finishing speaking, Su Shile thought again that the rich father had just soaked in the hot spring with Boss Yu. After thinking about it, he didn't speak ill of the other father in blood, so he changed his method.

"Mr. Yu...he's at best a stepmother."

I never expected that my son's brain circuit is like this.

Su Dae was so teased that he laughed heartily.

"Okay, for our son's sake, make him a stepmother."

The father and son reached a high degree of agreement - Yu's stepmother was freshly released.

Father Su tossed and chanted Mr. Yu's new title several times, laughed wildly, not satisfied, took his son over, squeezed Baby Su's white and tender face into a chicken mouth, kissed his forehead, sincerely Kua'er smashed, "My baby is also Daddy's only son."

Su Shile also had fun with Father Su.

The father and son here are happy and harmonious, but Yu Zhi's life is a bit miserable.

It was agreed to go to the hot spring, but it was fine if Su Yu played him like a monkey.

When I entered the house, I found that the plush toys in the living room had doubled again, and they were so piled up that they couldn't fit on the sofa.

No, no, no, the colorful plush toy is sunken in the middle, and Ge You is lying on Jing Xuyang with closed eyes and resting his mind, probably the fur around him is too tender, and the expressionless face against it is extraordinarily black, as black as coal.

In fact, Jing Xuyang, who was lying in the pile of plush, was just as upset.

In the early morning, he woke up as soon as Su Shile moved. He just remembered the madness of last night, and he was a little shy and embarrassed to open his eyes.

Unexpectedly, when Su Shile got up to go to the toilet, he would never return.

Jing Xuyang, who thought he had a very happy night last night, didn't understand why Su Shile "run away from home" early in the morning?

Jing Xuyang ran to the living room with resentment and waited for Su Shile to come back. The new pile of little yellow duck dolls brought by the driver failed to make him smile. Waiting and waiting, Yu Zhi with a tired face was waiting. .

Jing Xuyang closed his eyes again, trying to pretend he didn't see anyone.

They have lived under the same roof for a long time, but they hate each other.

However, Yu Zhi was furious at Jing Xuyang's gaze, no, no, it should be said that the sultriness that had been pent up all night finally had an outlet.

Yu Zhi had long been displeased with Jing Xuyang, and took the initiative to pick things up, "Look at your resentful face, you were dumped by that kid from the Su family?"

Jing Xuyang didn't move or make a sound, but his face darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Yu Zhi was really aggrieved last night, and continued to find fault, "A big man is as lazy as you, it's unacceptable to be able to get a wife."

Jing Xuyang's face was stuffy in the piggy doll that Su Shile had kissed, and he turned back angrily, "It's better than your 20-year crush."

One sentence brought back Yu Zhi's 20 years of sadness, and the depression of being played by Mr. Yu as a monkey one night.

"You boy, don't underestimate people." Yu Zhi couldn't help but slap the fat man with his swollen face.

Pointing to the scratches on your neck, there was a sinister smile on your face, "See? This is a man's medal. Mr. Su is too enthusiastic, and now I can't feel the feeling of being alone and sleepless." .”

"..."

Jing Xuyang's mouth was clumsy, he was clutching his painful left shoulder wound, and he hadn't figured out how to show it back.

The doorbell rang.

Mr. Yu, who was standing at the door boasting that he had praised Mr. Su to the sky, opened the door without hesitation.

In the early morning, the sun was shining outside, and Gu Anping was so tired that he was sweating profusely with bags of supplements.

Under Mr. Yu's puzzled gaze, Gu Anping put down his things, brewed his emotions for a while, and then recited the words that Mr. Su sent him dozens of times, "Make up more, and strive to restore beauty as soon as possible."

As soon as the words fell, Gu Anping, who lowered his head, could feel Mr. Yu's murderous sight, and hurriedly said, "Mr. Su ordered me to buy it, and he told me to tell you."

"I'm really sorry if I offended you, but I'll take my leave first."

After finishing speaking, Gu Anping fled in despair.

After running a hundred meters away in one breath, Gu Anping breathed a sigh of relief, oh my god, Mr. Yu has been smiling all day long, and it's scary when he gets angry.

It's not because of the 10 yuan tip on this trip, he will never get involved in Mr. Su's housework.

These days, extra money is not easy to earn!

**

Jing Xuyang, who was surprisingly lazy, got up diligently to help Mr. Yu, who was standing motionless at the door as a goalkeeper, carry all the gift boxes into the room.

Randomly read a string of names on the exquisite and gorgeous bronzing gift box - ivory mussel, saffron, cordyceps, Polygonum multiflorum...

"They are all good things for strengthening yang and nourishing yin. It seems that President Su was not that satisfied with your performance last night?"

Yu Zhi wanted to kick these dazzling things away with one kick, so he lifted his feet up, and then slowly lowered them down.

This is the first time he has received a gift from Mr. Su. Compared with the bundle of brand-new red notes smelling like ink on the bedside when he woke up this morning, these supplements... If they hadn't just boasted in front of Jing Xuyang I was slapped in the face... I can barely accept it.

The most embarrassing moment of last night was replayed in my mind.

Yu Zhi repeated his old tricks, put on women's clothes again, hired a well-known makeup master to carefully create the most popular makeup, put on a kimono customized by the special service of the hot spring hotel, and appeared beside the hot spring pool.

Su Yu didn't show the astonishing look in his memory, just glanced at him, drank the sake slowly, and said casually, "Mr. Yu, Mr. Yu, after so many years, how come you haven't improved at all? You still think of yourself as a young man , there is no pressure to control women's clothing?"

"Let me remind you in a friendly way, people who are almost forty are already skinny and fleshy, don't be like Thai transvestites, pretending to be tender is unappetizing."

With a strong sense of shame, Yu Zhi, who only wore women's clothes when she had nowhere to go, was ridiculed so much that she wished she could find a crack in the ground, or jump into the steaming hot spring to hide.

No, I can't retire anymore, he is really not young anymore, and there is no next 20 years to delay.

Yu Zhi bit it back, met Mr. Su's sarcastic eyes, his heart was bleeding, and he could squeeze out a blunt smile on his face. He knelt down and begged for a massage service, imitating the appearance of all kinds of prostitutes in the teaching film.

Fortunately, Su Yu's words were harsh, but he did not refuse the door-to-door service.

Yu Zhi deliberately learned massage skills from the master for many years, allowing him to successfully dismiss a round - at least not being coaxed out of the suite of the hot spring hotel by Su Yu.

And Mr. Su drank the wine, and under Mr. Yu's good craftsmanship, he soon fell into a dream.

After Su Yu fell asleep, Yu Zhi, who was sweating all over from exhaustion, took a cold shower, wrapped her arms around someone contentedly, covered her with a thin quilt, and fell asleep.

It's just that after waking up from a good night's dream, the bed was cold, and Mr. Su had long since disappeared. Instead, there was a dazzling stack of "service tips" beside the bed.

Mr. Yu almost suffered internal injuries.

Now, looking at the supplements lined up several meters long by Jing Xuyang, Yu Zhi only felt that the massage was done too hard last night, and the scars scratched by Mr. Su started to hurt again, so much so that his face had a fever.

It's still a dead duck with a stubborn mouth, refusing to let go of the heavy burden of being an idol, "This is a post from my family, Mr. Su."

Jing Xuyang was not polite at all, and complained bluntly, "Is your Chinese taught by a physical education teacher? Mr. Su is short of saying clearly—too good, you need to make up more."

Seeing the foxy smile on Yu Zhi's face, Jing Xuyang couldn't hold back, "My uncle knows a Tibetan doctor, and he has that kind of ancestral secret medicine that can provide a standard of living, and it can cure most of those with hidden diseases. A billionaire, one of the overseas tycoons, just gave birth to a young son in his 70s, do you need a line for you?"

Yu Zhi's lips trembled, and the fair scholar's face was distorted.

The news of the present world came too fast, my face hurts!