The faces of the Su family's mother and daughter were ashen.
They have seen how ruthless these people are, and their methods are as vicious as those of demons.
Tongue cutting is completely childish in their eyes.
Su Lin was stunned, and his first reaction was to cover his mouth to protect his tongue.
Su's mother was getting older and wanted to be more cautious when things happened, so she hurriedly pulled Su Lin to kneel down.
"Mr. Zhao, we were wrong. We didn't mean to say Wanwan. We were all doing it for her own good. We were afraid that she would be bullied by her husband's family when she got married. Although you wouldn't bully her, the parents in the world have such a heart. How could we not treat ourselves the same? The child is doing well!”
Su's mother burst into tears and saw that Zhao Lin was indifferent.
She hurriedly shouted to Su Qingwan: "Wanwan, your father and I worked hard to raise you. You have forgotten that when you were a child, we took you to school. When you were admitted to college, we held a college entrance banquet for you. You Everything, food, drink and use, is the best..."
Su's mother is very good at playing emotional cards and is very smart. She knows how to impress Su Qingwan.
She slapped Su Lin on the face, "Why don't you please help us, sister?"
Su Lin was woken up and hurriedly shouted to Su Qingwan: "Sister, please save me, I can't live without my tongue, I don't miss Brother Tian anymore, I was wrong..."
Zhao Lin sat next to Su Qingwan and said gently: "It's better to keep your sister's tongue, lest she have nothing to please Li Jintian."
"What does it have to do with me?" Su Qingwan picked up her chopsticks to eat without even looking at the mother and daughter.
Mother Su angrily scolded: "Su Qingwan, I raised you in vain..."
Yu Bo covered Su's mother's mouth and dragged her out, only to hear a scream outside the door.
After a moment, Yu Bo came in and nodded to Zhao Lin.
"Sir, it's been solved. The brothers are skilled in the technique. They didn't cut too much and it won't hurt their lives."
"Well, let's see a doctor. There are still people who need to do hard work in the park." Zhao Lin considerately served Su Qingwan some food.
"Yes." Yu Bo turned around and retreated with the others.
When Su Lin heard this, he fainted and was grabbed by the feet and dragged out like a dead dog.
Zhao Lin served Su Qingwan a bowl of black truffle and rose soup.
"I made it myself. I just learned it. My skills may not be very good, so you can just drink it."
Su Qingwan drank it and it tasted great.
It's not much different from what she usually eats.
After eating, Zhao Lin took Su Qingwan to the screen in the entrance hall, where pen, ink, paper and inkstone were ready.
"Wanwan, we don't play with any literary things. Just write it simply, Su Qingwan loves Zhao Lin."
Zhao Lin likes calligraphy and painting very much and loves literature.
He wanted everyone in the world to know about his relationship with Wanwan.
However, Chinese poems and songs that represent love are so profound that others cannot understand them when they are written.
It is better to write simply and directly, so that others can know their love without using their brains.
Su Qingwan leaned on the screen and crossed her arms, "Where is Ye Xun?"
"If you write it, I'll tell you." Zhao Lin polished the ink for her.
Su Qingwan waited for him to grind the ink, picked up the brush, put the ink on it, and wrote the words "Su Qingwan loves Zhao Lin" with the pen.
Her handwriting is so beautiful, with vigorous and powerful strokes and graceful arcs.
It's like a font specially designed by an artist, a style of its own.
She put down her brush and stared at Zhao Lin, waiting for his answer.
"Mr. Ye came to my place as a guest a week ago and then left."
"Where have you gone?" Su Qingwan didn't believe it. It was as simple as being a guest.
Zhao Lin said: "He didn't tell me. I'll call the security guard for you."
Zhao Lin actually made a phone call, "Did Mr. Ye leave a few days ago?"
He spoke in local dialect, which Su Qingwan couldn't understand.
After a few chirping words, Zhao Lin hung up the phone and said to Su Qingwan, "He said he didn't see Mr. Ye leave."
Su Qingwan naturally didn't believe Zhao Lin's words, "Thank you very much."
She turned around and went upstairs, ready to take a nap first.
Zhao Lin looked at her back and said, "Wanwan, actually, as long as you are willing to give something in exchange, I will consider helping you find it."
Su Qingwan already knew that Ye Xun would not lose contact for no reason.
He also knew that it was impossible for Zhao Lin not to know the whereabouts of Ye Xun.
High-end hunters are just waiting for their prey to fall into the trap.
She is now the little white rabbit that was caught.
And the little white rabbit that the hunter wanted to catch was willing to be eaten by him.
"You want me to sleep with you?" Su Qingwan said bluntly.
Zhao Lin smiled. He was standing next to the screen, wearing a Chinese tunic suit and standing tall.
Handsome and elegant, full of masculine charm.
At first glance, humans and animals appear harmless.
In fact, it is scarier than the devil.
"Of course I want you, but I value spiritual enjoyment more. You love me first, and then I will enjoy the sweet fruits and your body."
Zhao Lin walked gracefully and slowly in front of Su Qingwan, stretched out his hands, and controlled her between the stair railing and his body.
He lowered his head and placed his lips on hers, "Wanwan, can't you feel my heart for you?"
Su Qingwan laughed, laughed at his hypocrisy, laughed at his pretending to be affectionate.
Laughing at him that he is obviously a wolf but insists on wearing human skin.
"It's not that you don't want to sleep with me. You want to, but you don't dare. You're afraid that I'll kill you when you're happy."
"It's not that you don't have vicious ways to deal with me. You're afraid that if you deal with me harshly and break my wings, I won't be the woman you love."
"You not only want my body, but you also want my heart. You also want me to be like this for the rest of my life, to be liked by you."
Su Qingwan analyzed Zhao Lin's psychology sharply.
"My Wanwan is so smart. You know, I can't bear to touch you, but others are different. Today, you have just arrived. Let's be more harmonious and not talk about those unhappy things. Let's have fun tomorrow."
He lowered his head and kissed the corner of her mouth.
Su Qingwan turned away and refused his kiss.
Zhao Lin gave up, "Go to rest early, my love."
He took a step back and let Su Qingwan go upstairs.
Su Qingwan returned to the room, took a shower, lay on the bed and fell asleep.
This is a habit I developed with Ye Xun in the park.
In the limited time, rest if you can, maintain your strength, and ensure that you are in the best condition to deal with danger.
Su Qingwan came by plane and was really tired after a long journey.
She closed her eyes and fell asleep.
In the middle of the night, I suddenly heard a scream.
Su Qingwan opened her eyes and listened with bated breath.
Heard it again!
She lifted the quilt, walked quickly towards the door, opened the door, and the sound disappeared.
Su Qingwan walked quickly towards the stairs.
Late at night, the entire villa was silent, you could hear a needle drop, and no one screamed at all.
Su Qingwan was about to turn around when she suddenly smelled the smell of blood in the air.
She went downstairs and followed the smell to the entrance.
I took out my phone and saw that the floor was clean and shiny, without any blood stains.
After searching carefully, I still couldn't find it.
Where does the smell of blood come from?
Could it be that someone has cleaned it up and the air hasn’t dispersed yet?
Su Qingwan raised the light of her mobile phone and checked carefully. Finally, she saw blood stains on the screen, above the words she had written with her pen!
There is a piece of black fabric in the hollow center of the screen.
Su Qingwan picked it up, put it to the tip of her nose and smelled it, smelling a familiar smell.
It's Ye Xun!
