No wonder the voice was unfamiliar, it was not Julie.
Su Mingyu looked at it carefully for a while, and found that it looked familiar. She tried to think about it for a moment, and she remembered that Fengjiang's beautiful CEO Amy was the woman who was so obsessed with Liu Qing and Vice President Sun that they fought.
Why is she hanging out with Su Mingcheng?
Then Amy thought of Liu Qing. Could it be that she was the one who instigated the recording incident?
"Where's Liu Qing?"
She selectively forgot about Shi Tiandong, but still put her own affairs in the key position at the critical moment.
Amy stared at her twice: "Are you talking to me?"
"That's right."
"Then you should really learn to be polite."
Politeness, she could never be polite to people and things related to Su Mingcheng.
"I asked you where Liu Qing is."
She repeated it again.
Amy frowned, put her sunglasses on her face, ignored her, followed Lin Yue towards the niche luxury car parked in the parking lot, and whispered in a low voice: "Is this Mr. Ming from Jiangnan? Nothing more than that. "
"Being betrayed by my best 'girlfriend', I feel so depressed."
Lin Yue opened the passenger door and got in. Amy walked to the main cab.
Of course, Su Mingyu couldn't just let him go, so she ran over and patted the car window: "Su Mingcheng, Shi Tiandong has no enmity with you, why are you doing this?"
呲~
The car window slowly came down. Lin Yue looked at the shivering woman in front of him and said, "This is a good question. I have no enmity with him. Why did he hit me?"
The answers to these two questions are the same, and Su Mingyu knows very well why, because of "her"!
"What will it take for you to let him go?"
Lin Yue thought for a while and said: "I remember I made a bet with you before, saying that one day I would be richer than you and have a better choice than Julie. You took it as a joke. What now? Yes Don’t you still think so?”
Su Mingyu's face was colder than the cold winter weather in 1949.
For the Su family, she is no longer a rich man, but has become a loser. Compared to Su Mingcheng, who is poor but debt-free, she is undoubtedly the one without money. Amy from Fengjiang wants money and temperament. In terms of temperament and appearance, she is indeed a step ahead of Julie in terms of hardware.
"Despicable."
Lin Yue was too lazy to talk nonsense to her: "According to the bet, I will go to my mother's grave on Sunday to confess. As for whether to reconcile or withdraw the lawsuit, it depends on your performance."
After saying that, he winked at Amy, the beautiful driver turned the steering wheel slightly, drove out of the parking lot, merged into the traffic on the main road and headed south.
Su Mingyu looked at the busy traffic on the street with a gloomy expression. Although the police arrested Shi Tiandong, there was a saying that I would not kill Boren, but Boren died because of me. Shi Tiandong went in because he helped her vent her anger, so she should find a way to rescue him due to emotional reasons.
But if Su Mingcheng wants to agree to reconciliation, currently the only way to go is compromise.
Repent in front of Zhao Meilan’s tomb?
In order to prove that the woman who didn't want to see her was wrong, she hadn't entered the house for ten years. Now Su Mingcheng forced her to submit, which made her feel humiliated as if she had been raped and had to help take care of Aqt.
"Su Mingcheng, I will definitely make you regret it."
As if she was swearing to vent her anger, she got into the Mercedes Benz CLS and drove away.
Unlike the Mercedes-Benz G500, this was a business car assigned to her by the company, and she had no right to sell it.
…
On the other side, Lin Yue opened the car window, lit a cigarette and took a puff.
Amy held the steering wheel with both hands, and her snow-white wrist showed a line of rose red, as if she was wearing a red garnet bracelet.
Ding ding dong~
At this moment, his cell phone rang. He took it out and saw that it was Su Mingzhe, so he pressed the connect button and put it to his ear.
"Hello."
"Mingcheng, I have time this weekend and plan to go back to Suzhou to see our dad and discuss how to provide for him in his old age."
"What does this matter have to do with me? Don't tell me that you don't know that he has severed ties with me."
"Mingcheng, our dad is an old fool. What he said doesn't count, and there is no such thing as severing the relationship between father and son legally."
"Oh, it's another series that makes sense no matter what."
"Mingcheng, I admit that my eldest brother did something wrong. As for Mingyu, setting up and framing you is even more egregious. However, it is the responsibility of children to help their parents provide for themselves in old age. This cannot be avoided."
"What else can I do if you talk like this? I'll wait for you at Rende Garden at 9 a.m. on Sunday. Also, I can't tell Su Mingyu about this."
"Ren De Yuan? Isn't that the cemetery where mom's ashes are?"
"Yeah, I think it's better to let mom hear some things."
"..."
After a long silence, Su Mingzhe said in a deep voice: "Okay, I will take dad there then."
"That's it."
After Lin Yue hung up the phone, he reached out the window and flicked the cigarette ashes.
Amy glanced at him: "You are really..."
"Damage? Vicious? Wilt?"
"interesting!"
Of course she knew the purpose of the man in the passenger seat inviting her eldest brother's father to the cemetery, so that they could also witness Su Mingyu's confession in front of her mother's grave. As the saying goes, killing someone can only be done with a nod of the head. To this extent, he can be said to be someone who wants to kill. , the heart needs to be punished even more.
As someone who knew the whole story, she admired this man's ability, and was even more shocked by his scheming. However, because she had nothing to do with the Su family, and both parties had the same goal - Zhongcheng, so overall, She still watched from the sidelines with the mentality of watching a show.
Lin Yue said: "Then do you want to go together on the weekend?"
"It's not good." Amy said, "This is a family matter of your Su family, and it's in front of your mother's grave..."
"By the way, let her see her son's new girlfriend."
Amy's expression changed when she heard this. She was really moved. She was embarrassed, but there were not many "windows" like this. Yes, it was unlucky to go to the cemetery, but to a certain extent, this was considered a good time. It was a different kind of meeting the parents. Based on the tip of the iceberg that this man had exposed in front of the top management of Fengjiang and Gilding, regardless of whether it was from the standpoint of economic interests or personal happiness, in her father's words, she was one of the high-ranking ones.
"What about Julie?"
"It depends on her mother's consciousness."
Amy rolled her eyes at him: "You are really good at eating what's in the bowl and looking at what's in the pot."
"Then if I go to Africa and become a chief, is that still a problem?"
Amy was stunned by his bold words. She opened her little cherry mouth for a while and then said, "Are you kidding me?"
"Really not, it mainly depends on whether there is enough time."
…
Saturday night, Jinyuan Community, Jinjihu Road.
Su Mingyu walked into the living room and saw Meng Zhiyuan sitting on the three-person sofa with Da Ma Jin Dao. Since Mao Jinrong's death, his mental state was not very good. He had not eaten well for several days and had lost weight.
"Master, what's wrong with you calling me here so late?"
"Mingyu, I see that you are not in good condition recently. Nothing happened at home, right?"
"No."
She had borrowed two million from Meng Zhiyuan before because her friend's company needed cash flow. She didn't have the excuse that she didn't have enough cash on hand, and she was embarrassed to say that she was caught in a trap because of a false accusation, and had to sell her property. Something about staying out of jail.
"Really not?"
"Not really."
Meng Zhiyuan stopped asking further questions on this issue and changed the topic: "Is there any news about Liu Qing?"
Su Mingyu shook her head.
In the first few days, she could still lie that Liu Qing was beaten by Su Mingcheng and that she felt unwell and needed to rest. Now more than a week has passed and Liu Qing still hasn't come to work. There are a lot of discussions in the company, and she can't see it. After a while, he could only tell Meng Zhiyuan the fact that Liu Qing had lost contact.
"Someone saw Liu Qing in Gilding."
After saying this, Meng Zhiyuan tapped his fingers on the table: "Don't doubt it, the source of the information is reliable."
Liu Qing arranged for her and then went to gilding? Su Mingyu's expression was very ugly.
"Master, I really didn't expect him to do such a thing."
"Mingyu, you didn't leave yourself a way out, did you?"
"Master, I have been with you for almost ten years. If I wanted to have a way out, I would have done so long ago."
Meng Zhiyuan nodded: "You are both issuing a message and building a middle-level alliance. You are indeed not the kind of person who leaves a way out."
"Master, don't worry, Zhongcheng is my home, and I will not sit back and watch it be destroyed by people like Vice President Zhang and Vice President Sun." Su Mingyu once again stated her position.
"I believe this." Meng Zhiyuan turned his head and looked at the night outside the floor-to-ceiling window and said, "But I don't want to see you like Lao Mao..."
"..."
Su Mingyu didn't know how to comfort him.
"Okay, it's getting late. You can go back and rest." Meng Zhiyuan waved his hand to see him off.
Su Mingyu looked at him deeply, turned and left the villa.
Liu Qing? Gilt?
Son of a bitch!
…
Sunday morning at 8:30, Rende Court.
The new year is coming. Although it is not the Lunar New Year in the traditional sense, there are obviously more bouquets in front of the tombstones in the cemetery, and some staff are cleaning up the confetti blown away by the wind.
It is said that northerners rely on heating to keep out the cold, while southerners rely on shivering to keep out the cold. Especially in Jiangsu, Shanghai, and Anhui, they can only resist the cold wind.
Several people shrank their necks and folded their hands as soon as they got out of the car, looking like they couldn't bear the cold.
Lin Yue walked deep into the cemetery with a bunch of forget-me-nots, passed the small square at the front, crossed an arch bridge made of bluestones, turned through the neatly cut holly bushes, and came to Zhao Meilan's tombstone.
Ha~ It’s quite early.
When he arrived, Su Mingyu was already waiting there.
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