She Lives without Regret in This Life-Chapter 1257 - 1327: Coming to Settle Accounts
Before the official order was issued, the minister of organization found him for a talk, intending to work on his thoughts. But Su Hai agreed almost without consideration; he didn’t want to stay here for the time being.
Sometimes fate is so wonderful, no matter how tortuous the process, the final result is always astonishingly similar.
In his previous life, Su Hai went to the grassroots at this time for experience, then rose steadily and eventually became a chairman when Sheng Ning passed away.
The sun set in the west, the summer evening breeze gently blowing against the man on the rattan chair.
Su Huai’an, tall with long legs, was curled up on the rattan chair and slept uncomfortably, but in his drunken state, he couldn’t think to return to his room to sleep.
At this moment, the door of the Su Family Mansion was pushed open. Chen Huaying, wearing the National Security University’s uniform and carrying a backpack, barged in with an imposing manner.
Having been confined at school for so long, now finally freed, she came immediately to settle accounts with Su Huai’an.
Why didn’t he tell her immediately about such a big incident with Sheng Ning?
Why keep her in the dark? If it weren’t for An’an, she still wouldn’t know! She’s Sheng Ning’s good friend, as the best friend, she also has the right to know.
Even if it’s sad and distressing, that’s her choice, and no one has the right to take away that choice from her.
"Su Huai’an, come out for me." She shouted loudly, but no one responded, instead the smell of alcohol in the yard hit her, causing her to quickly cover her nose.
"Su Huai’an, you bastard, do you even consider me a brother?" She had treated him so well all along, always keeping him in mind.
After all, they had shared joys and hardships together, really...
Chen Huaying mumbled to herself as she wanted to go into the house to find someone. Unexpectedly, she saw Su Huai’an sleeping on the rattan chair, strode over. She wanted to call him, but seeing his tightly furrowed brows even in sleep, the words at her lips were swallowed back down.
"Su Huai’an."
"Professor Su, Su..." Her latter words were not yet spoken, when the sleeping man felt he was disturbed, he pulled her hand lightly, and Chen Huaying fell into his arms.
Slightly drunk smell, as a woman raised by her grandfather since childhood, her first thought was, surprisingly,
It was Moutai.
They were actually drinking Moutai, how wasteful.
"Don’t make noise." Su Huai’an, eyes closed, accurately covered her mouth.
This finally brought the tomboy back to her senses, staring dazedly at his handsome face up close, unable to move her gaze away. His skin was so good, without even any pores.
Chen Huaying, driven by some inexplicable impulse, reached out her hand, gently touched him, and then felt his smooth skin.
Suddenly, her entire face flushed, her heart thumping wildly.
"Su Huai’an." She wanted to break free like an exploding cat, jumped up, initially wanting to turn around and leave. She had nothing to say to a drunkard, she’d wait until tomorrow to settle accounts with him.
Reaching the gate, she thought it was already dark, and Su Jiang was now a mess. If she didn’t care, there’s no guarantee Su Huai’an wouldn’t sleep in the yard all night, forget it, she would be kind to the end, delivering the Buddha straight to the west.
Throwing her backpack on the ground, Chen Huaying rolled up her sleeves, striking a pose, and used all her strength to get Su Huai’an back to his room.
The person who usually looks so thin, when drunk is so heavy. Chen Huaying panted with exertion, wanting to dump him on the bed immediately and leave but ended up overestimating her strength.
Unexpectedly, he held her, and she was pinned directly under him.
