She Lives without Regret in This Life-Chapter 381 - 391 Pouring Water for Uncle Shen

Su Huai’an just stared at the teacup he was holding without speaking.

"Huai’an, pour some water for Uncle Shen."

"Okay!" Su Huai’an stood up and personally poured a cup of water for Shen Feihu, suddenly feeling a sympathy towards Shen Jianguo.

Perhaps, neither of them were their biological children?

Shen Feihu immediately felt a sense of triumph. He was quite a successful President after all!

"Which people did you arrange to come?" Mr. Su asked as he watched him drink the water, expectantly.

"Sheng Ning, Chen Huaying, Lu Dabao, right. Just a few close girlfriends," Shen Feihu finished and glanced at the time. "Judging by the time, they should be arriving soon." ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

"Huai’an, quick, quick... hang up your grandma’s portrait," the elder urged excitedly.

Fearing that Mr. Su might grow too emotional and have an accident, Su Huai’an quickly rose from his seat and hung the already prepared portrait on the living room wall.

Elder Hai blinked surprisingly. The girl in the painting had shiny, lustrous black hair, her smile gentle and confident, with a sparkle in her eyes.

This portrait had been taken down since Grandma Huai’an had passed away and had never been hung up again.

It had been many years since he last saw it, and he still regretted it. The portrait was originally painted by a famous artist on Shanghai Beach.

It was also the first time Su Huai’an had seen a large portrait of his grandmother from her youth. His grandpa had a rest room in his own study, where he kept his wife’s belongings, and no one else was allowed in. This portrait was taken out from that rest room.

The first time Su Huai’an saw this portrait, he thought he was seeing Sheng Ning.

The resemblance was uncanny, especially the aura and gaze that almost made one believe they were looking at Grandma in her youth.

Even now, he was starting to believe his grandfather’s guesses.

Once the portrait was hung, Mr. Su gazed at it affectionately for a long while before finally sighing.

"Old partner, you still look so young and beautiful, and I’ve already grown old!"

"Grandpa, you are not old at all," Su Huai’an gently consoled.

"Don’t flatter an old man," Mr. Su waved his hand, "Where is Ningning, girl? Why hasn’t she arrived yet?"

Speak of the devil and he appears!

Just as he finished speaking, voices were heard at the door. Soon after, Mr. Su’s assistant opened the door.

"Leader, the ladies from the General Union Dance Troupe have come to visit you! Should I let them in directly?" Previously, there had been others who came to visit, but they usually just dropped things off and left. Mr. Su never met them in person.

Given Mr. Su’s current stature, it wasn’t just a matter of a Song and Dance Troupe lady visiting but also depended on his mood and physical condition.

Lately, Mr. Su hadn’t been well, and the doctor had advised that he should minimize stress and fatigue.

"How can that be? Let them in quickly," Mr. Su became agitated.

"Yes, leader," the assistant said, puzzled, and went out.

Standing outside, Sheng Ning clutching cleaning tools in her hand, felt an immense weight with each step she took.

The weight hindered her every step and weighed heavily on her heart, making it hard for her to breathe.

She didn’t understand why, despite trying everything to sever ties with the Su Family in this life, she still encountered them again and again.

Did God not want her to have peace? This was clearly a stab in her heart while it bled profusely, with a handful of salt rubbed into it.

Whenever she saw a member of the Su Family, whenever she stood at the doorstep of the Su house, she couldn’t help but fall back into the agony and despair of her past life.

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