toothache.

Gu Heng drove Nan Song's Rolls-Royce in front, and Fu Yu followed behind in a Lamborghini, with the hood open and sunglasses, looking both handsome and dashing.

Nan Song and Gu Heng chatted about work for a while. Su Yin, who had always been chirping, suddenly turned off the microphone. When he turned his head, he saw the little girl lying on the car window obediently looking at Fu Yu behind her. She couldn't pull it out after seeing it in her eyes.

Similar.

She raised her hand and snapped her fingers in front of Su Yin, "Little nymphomaniac, are you stupid?"

"So handsome." Su Yin wiped the saliva from her mouth and made no secret of her admiration for Fu Yu's appearance. She tilted her head and asked Nan Song, "Auntie, why is this Fu Facai so good-looking?"

Nan Song disagreed: "Does it look good? Your dad is much more handsome than him, right?"

"No way." Su Yin shook her head decisively, "Old Su is as old as a pickle. No one except those vixens with bad eyes can take a liking to him."

"..." Nan Song: I feel like I'm being understood.

Su Yin's mouth was always faster than his brain. When he realized what he had just said, he turned his head and saw Nan Song's cold eyes, and his desire for survival immediately came to the fore.

She clasped her hands together and knelt down to beg for mercy, "Auntie, don't get me wrong, I didn't scold you!"

Nan Song mercilessly slapped her on the butt again.

Su Yin made an exaggerated "ouch" sound, touched the sore buttocks, and started chattering again, "Auntie, are you interested in this Mr. Fu? If you are not interested in him, I will come."

Already."

Nan Song raised his eyebrows, "You?"

"That's right." Su Yin said seriously: "My great-grandmother said that dating should start from childhood. When you meet a good man, you should act quickly, otherwise he will be snatched away by another woman!"

These words sounded extremely familiar.

Nan Song remembered the first time he went to Messuli, the Su family's mansion. At that time, he should be about the same age as Su Yin, not yet an adult.

Grandma Su held her hand and asked with a crooked smile: "Girl Song, are you married?"

Nan Song: "...Grandma, I'm not an adult yet."

Grandma Su: "Oh, are you in love?"

Nan Song: "No."

Grandma Su: "Hurry up. There are not many good men, and the rest are all crooked. If you find a good one, act quickly, or else he will be snatched away by another woman!"

At that time, she already had her heart set on something. After hearing this, she felt it was very reasonable and married Yu Jinwen early. But in the end, she still divorced?

"Whether it's love or marriage, it all depends on fate. It can't be rushed."

Nan Song used the experience of someone who has lived through it to educate her niece, "How much of the world have you seen and how many men have you met? Do you know that society is dangerous and people's hearts are unpredictable? Be careful of being betrayed and even help count money."

Su Yin also had the same reasoning here, "Fate is only called fate if you can catch it. Those who can't catch it are just passers-by. Besides, I'm smart. Although this brother Fu is handsome, he is naive and stupid.

It’s so tempting just by looking at it.”

Nan Song knew that this child was a brat, had good ideas, and was in the rebellious stage. The less she was allowed to do something, the more she wanted to do it.

"It's up to you. But I tell you, old men are the worst, and handsome old men are even worse. You should be more alert. If he dares to bully you, stick him with a needle or drug him.

, it’s okay, don’t let yourself get hurt, you know?”

Su Yin nodded solemnly and patted his pocket.

"Don't worry, aunt. I have a lot of secret weapons here. A pack of pistachios can make him laugh to death. Please tell grandpa. I'm in need of someone to test the medicine. I just don't know if he can resist it?"

"Resist, fight hard." Nan Song didn't feel distressed at all.

Nan Lin was listening to the dangerous speeches of the aunt and nephew, feeling as if she was struck by lightning and dumbfounded.

It's probably not just her father's fault that Su Yin's little head is so crooked...

Gu Heng silently clenched the steering wheel in his hand, feeling that his Linlin was the most well-behaved and cutest. The two women next to him, one big and one small, were so scary!!!

He was already sweating for Mr. Fu silently.
Chapter completed!