Chapter 2190 She Doesn't Need You

Zhu Meina sat down, took Su Qingdong's hand again, and wiped it for him.

"Look, am I treating him well?"

Zhu Meina didn't know whether it was because of her own actions or something else. "He has been plotting against others all his life. In the end, he plotted against others. In the end, I was the only one left. I just thought that he had treated me well before." For his own sake, otherwise, I don’t want to care about him.”

"Do you believe it? If it had been that woman Zhu Xianglan, she might have killed him long ago, and then taken the Su family as her own. However, what good is it to be a member of the Su family? Look at him, look at Su Ancheng , Su Muran, and that Zhu Xianglan, none of them can die a good death. The Su family probably has bad feng shui. When he is gone, I will find a place with good feng shui. Well, your Liuyuan is good. I decided to buy a piece of land there and build a small house for me so that I can see my godson often."

As she spoke, the movements of her hands did not stop. Of course, they were not for Yan Huan to see. Yan Huan didn't know her temperament. Besides, there was no need for her to pretend to be in front of Yan Huan. Yan Huan didn't want Su She doesn't even recognize Su Qingdong as her father for her family's things, so she wants something from him. Besides, she doesn't want anything now. In her eyes, she doesn't care about the Su family.

"If you have anything to say, just say it now. While he's awake, I'll come in later."

Zhu Meina threw the towel into the basin aside and took the basin out.

And when the door of the ward was closed, only Su Qingdong and Yan Huan were there.

Yan Huan has hardly changed in the past ten years, but Su Qingdong has aged too much, and his face has changed with it, becoming dry, thin, and sallow.

Su Qingdong coughed suddenly. He might have a lot to say, just like when he knew more than twenty years ago that he still had a daughter in this world, and this daughter didn't recognize him, he had nothing to say. It's like there's nothing you can do.

"Thank you for coming to see me."

Su Qingdong coughed painfully again. It was like a lamp that had run out of oil. Even his throat was dry and hoarse without any moisture. He was like a traveler in the desert, almost It was all about letting the sun evaporate every last drop of water in his body.

Yan Huan walked aside, took the cup, and poured Su Qingdong a glass of water.

She came over again and placed the cup in front of Su Qingdong.

"Thank you, thank you..."

Su Qingdong shook his hands and took the cup, but his eyes were red.

He has reached this point in his life, and he has no regrets. Although there may be no Su family in the future, and there will be no one named Su. As for what Zhu Meina will do to the Su family in the future, he can't control it. He closed his eyes. , he fell into the dust and knew nothing.

But as long as he knows that their Su family still has blood, their Su family will not really fall. Their Su family's blood will continue and will be for generations to come.

Therefore, he was right to start the Su family.

This is why he is no longer afraid of death.

At least, he will have a daughter to see him off in this life.

If, in the next life, he smiles bitterly, this bitter taste will almost stay with him for this life, if he is given another chance.

"If I have another life, I will treat your mother well and I will treat you well. You said, your mother will forgive me, right?"

"She can do it." Yan Huan said lightly, yes, she believed it, she could see it and feel it, but so what, after all. It was impossible for anyone to be like her, who would be lucky enough to have another life, be able to make up for the mistakes of the previous life, be able to find the right person, and be able to love the right person.

And because Su Qingdong was running out of gas, she didn't say this.

"Thank you," Su Qingdong smiled. He closed his eyes, his expression was much more peaceful than at first. Maybe he had let go of something. He had been thinking about it for a lifetime, and he could finally let it go.

He had done nothing good in his life, but God still treated him well and gave him a daughter and three grandchildren.

"I..." He said dryly, but he still wanted to give it a try.

"When your grandfather was dying, he wanted to..."

Yan Huan just stared into his eyes indifferently, the corners of her lips curved a bit mockingly, she must still be thinking about that, the three children's surname is Lu, not Su.

Su Qingdong smiled bitterly and swallowed the last sentence.

Some things are beyond his control.

Yan Huan opened the door, and Lu Yi was outside.

Lu Yi put his hands on her shoulders. This was a path that no one was allowed to take. However, he was in good condition and did not suffer much. No matter how he was alive, he was allowed to leave at this moment. Smoother.

He knew Yan Huan's temperament. Yan Huan might not recognize Su Qingdong's father, and she was past the age where she needed a father. But no matter what, he was still his father. Some blood ties could never be abandoned, and some relationships could not be abandoned.

She didn't admit it with her mouth, and she didn't admit it in her heart, but at certain times, Su Qingdong would still affect something.

"He just said that if there is a next life, he will definitely find my mother and will never do anything harmful to my mother again."

"But I don't want to," Yan Huan held Lu Yi's hand tightly. In fact, she had some vague memories of some things, but it was too long ago, so she didn't remember them very clearly.

But vaguely, there was indeed such a thing that happened, right beside her, between her vague memories.

And Lu Yi smiled and listened attentively.

Yan Huan raised her face and looked at the bleak street outside. Since the beginning of autumn, she could see the dead leaves falling for no reason, more and more every day, and colder every day. She didn't know why, but she couldn't help feeling sad in her heart.

Autumn is indeed sad.

In fact, everyone can be a poet.

Even she is the same.

"If I have another life, I don't want my mother to return to him. Su Qingdong is too ambitious. Even if he replaced Zhu Xianglan with my mother, Su Qingdong would not be able to be sincere to my mother in the end."

"When he was young, ambition was above everything. My mother is too weak and too persistent. What she needs is not an ambitious man, but an ordinary man, a down-to-earth relationship, a warm home, and a stable and peaceful life."

Yan Huan gently lowered her eyelashes, and when she opened them again, she still had those shadows in her memory, but these shadows were not completely spliced ​​together, and she didn't remember too much.