She Lives without Regret in This Life

Chapter 789: Chapter 825 Temporary Secrecy

“I understand, also, Sheng Ning just made a phone call looking for Xu Qigang.”

Liang Ximing’s words made Shen Feihu’s heart skip a beat, and he hesitated in mid-step, “How could this be? Who at the troupe answered the call?”

“It was Zhou Hong, the matter is currently confidential, but it’s possible that Zhou Hong already knows.”

“Ah!” Shen Feihu sighed. Only when Sheng Ning was mentioned did he remember there was a den of foxes at the Su Family! He anticipated that when he got home he would probably need to make a trip to the Su Family, otherwise, it wouldn’t be good not to explain things to Mr. Su.

“For now, let’s not let Sheng Ning know, we should wait for Qigang to come back.”

“Alright.”

General Union Courtyard

Su Huai’an had dinner and was taking a walk in the courtyard, strolling across the basketball court watching the children play basketball. A sweep of his peripheral vision unexpectedly failed to spot Chen Huaying, who would have been fighting for the ball with the kids on the court every day during the winter break.

Su Huai’an found it strange but didn’t dwell on it. As dusk fell and he returned from his walk outside, he happened to see his uncle arriving.

“Uncle, Happy New Year.”

“Huai’an, Happy New Year.” The New Year was not yet over, and Meng Xingzhi pulled out a red and white fortress to give to Su Huai’an, with Su Hai’s voice coming from inside.

“How old is he? You’re still giving him a red packet?”

In the past, Su Huai’an would have definitely refused, but this year he was hurt by his grandfather’s different treatment. Xu Qigang got a red packet, why not him?

Isn’t it said that adulthood is determined by whether one is married or not? Married means adult, unmarried means a minor, right?

“Thank you, Uncle. I’ll accept the red packet.”

Meng Xingzhi was taken aback, then burst into laughter. “Good! If Huai’an accepts my red packet, I’m happy.”

“What’s there to be happy about, eh? Still calling yourself ‘Uncle’? There’s no aunt, where does an uncle come from?” Mr. Su, who was watching the news broadcast, spoke irritatedly from the sofa without turning around, “I heard everything this afternoon. Can Su Yun really do such a thing? Is she trying to anger me to death?”

“Old Mr. Su, you really are well-informed, the incident just happened and it has already reached your ears,” Meng Xingzhi inwardly exclaimed how fortunate it was that he had come; otherwise, if Mr. Su had to come looking, there would have been big troubles.

“I’m not dead yet, and here are people acting as if I don’t exist.” Mr. Su turned off the TV, turned around with a spirited look, and without inviting Meng Xingzhi to sit, began, “Look, anyone who wants to catch Shen Yu still has to say hello to Old Shen first. Someone wants to hit my granddaughter and doesn’t even say hello, not even an explanation afterward. Isn’t this treating me like I’m dead?”

Su Hai and Su Huai’an both turned pale.

“President Meng, what exactly is going on?”

Well! Just now it was ‘Uncle,’ now it’s changed to ‘President Meng.’ But Meng Xingzhi didn’t bother with that, instead, he found a chair to sit down and then gestured for his aunt to pour him a glass of water.

“Eh? I find your skin has thickened,” Su Hai said with a mocking smile looking at him, “Before, when you came to our house, you weren’t this familiar.”

“I had no choice,” Meng Xingzhi took a sip of water and organized his thoughts before explaining, “Mr. Su, I’ve come haven’t I? The one who hit was Su Yun. By the time I got there, Meng Ping was nearly shooting.”

“Hmph! I can’t control the mess in your house,” Mr. Su snorted coldly.

“But Su Yun is also your daughter.” How can someone be so shameless? Such a hands-off attitude is too disgraceful.

“She has already been disowned by me, she is now your wife.”