"Can it be my uncle's fault?"

Since Song Minsheng told her that Song Sinian might secretly murder her grandmother, her heart has been unable to calm down.

"It's possible." Song Minsheng had long been suspicious and said while driving, "But there is no evidence. He is a very cautious person in his work and he doesn't even notice it."

Yan Su thought that this role was definitely not simple. If grandmother’s illness was really related to him, he would definitely pull out his fox tail next!

An hour later, Song Minsheng drove the car into a quiet path of lavender. Both sides were lavender swaying in the wind. Wherever he saw, there were purple everywhere. Even the clouds in the sky were too gorgeous. A sweet breath rushed towards him. Yan Su couldn't help but close his eyes. It was so fragrant.

This is the first time Yan Su has come to where her mother lived. Although many years have passed, the big villa in front of her still looks so grand and has no outdated feeling at all.

As my mother described, the appearance of this villa and the lavender look better than she thought. She has lived in such a beautiful place since she was a child, and she must be as beautiful as a poem.

Stepping into the hall, the maids wearing uniform aprons saluted her one by one. For a moment, Yan Su felt that she had become a mother. These servants were saluting her mother. Every time the mother came home, these servants greeted her respectfully as they are now.

Thinking of this, her heart couldn't help but soften, as if she had witnessed her mother's previous life.

There are winding stairs on both sides of the entrance, connecting to the middle and extending into a straight up. Walking up there is a luxurious living room. Under the guidance of Song Minsheng, Yan Su walked through the living room and went upstairs to the bedroom of grandparents.

The classical atmosphere is very strong, with luxurious grandeur everywhere. My grandmother is lying on the bed, with servants serving her on both sides.

Yan Su nodded to grandfather, looked down at all the servants and said softly, "Grandma, I'm here to see you."

"She has rested, and she has been muttering about you these days." Grandpa's voice sounded a little tired.

Yan Su held her grandmother's hand and said guiltily, "I'm sorry, I'm late."

Grandma looks much older, not as energetic as she met a few days ago. Her palms are very cold. Yan Su subconsciously clenched her, feeling full of guilt and indebtedness.

As a granddaughter, she failed to fulfill her responsibilities.

All the servants in the room were sent out by Song Aotian, and the space became larger. Song Aotian was silent for a few seconds and asked, "Su Su, how have you been thinking these days? You have heard all the words I asked Minsheng to spread?"

Yan Su nodded without saying anything.

"Your grandma fell ill because of your affairs. Susu, I hope you can be more rational at this time." Song Aotian's eyes always fell on her.

Song Minsheng hurriedly smoothed out, "Dad, Susu finally came here, don't talk about such a heavy topic. Since mom hasn't woken up yet, I'll take Susu to visit the room her mother had lived in before, so as to enhance your unfamiliar feelings, right? Susu, why are you still standing there? Let's go."

Yan Su knew that his third uncle was helping her, so he stood up and said, "Grandpa, I'll go over and take a look first."

"Go."

Looking at Yan Su's back as he left, Song Aotian couldn't help but sigh. With his eyesight, how could he not see Su Su's true thoughts!

Love is indeed blind. In the past, Susu's mother went through fire and water for love, and even pretended to die and elope with Yan Yuandong! But what was the result???

Now Su Su falls in love with an enemy... How should he stop it?

"This is your mother's room. The servant comes to clean every day. Her past things remain in place. You can see." Song Minsheng opened the door and saw a pink princess room.

The curtains are pink, the carpet is pink, the quilt, pillows and sofas are pink...

As my mother described before, Yan Su's fingers gently brushed across the furniture, as if back to that summer. When the mother in the garden talked to her about the arrangement of the room, a trace of crystal light surged in her eyes.

My mothers at that time should have missed homesickly, right?

Yan Su came to the window, and there was indeed an endless lavender field outside the window, which looked so beautiful.

"When I was a child, I often came to your mother to play with toys." Song Minsheng signaled the location of the carpet, "I just sat in this position. Your mother and I took photos. Do you have any impression?"

Yan Su nodded and looked at her mother's bookshelf. It was full of books from Germany, France, Italy and Japan. The number of them shocked her, "Mom is proficient in the languages ​​of so many countries?"

"Why, she didn't tell you?" Song Minsheng pointed to these books and said, "Your mother is proficient in many things. In addition to the languages ​​of the four countries of Germany, France, Italy and Japan, she also speaks English, Russian and Arabic. In addition, she is also proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. When she was a child, she was the best among the four of us. Your grandparents especially liked her."

Yan Su picked up the photo frame on the table and finally understood why her mother was so popular at that time. She looked young and charming in the photo, with a natural temperament, and even her eyes were filled with an indescribable charm.

How could such a beautiful woman fall in love with that bastard Yan Yuandong? Yan Su really can't figure it out.

In her mother's room, Yan Su could imagine how her mother walked to the desk and sat down, and how she opened the obscure books and read them quietly. Yan Su could imagine how she lived in this room back then.

I don’t know how long it took, when Yan Su returned to her grandparent’s bedroom again, her grandmother had not yet woken up.

Song Aotian looked at the sky outside, "It's raining, so you can stay tonight, and you can have supper in half an hour."

Yan Su smiled and declined, "Since my grandmother hasn't woken up yet, I'll come to see her tomorrow. It's not too late, so I'll leave first."

"I think you can't bear to leave the man outside, right?" Suddenly, Song Aotian's face changed, as if he had seen through everything long ago.

Yan Su was stunned for a moment and didn't react. Instead, Song Minsheng was eye-catching, "Dad, how did you know that Ying Chen is outside?"

"Just under the surveillance, how can I not know?"

When Song Aotian said this, he looked at Yan Su, "Your grandma is so sick, you still miss the man outside!"

"Grandpa, Ying Chen is really a rare good husband, you don't know him." Yan Su tried his best to speak for his husband, "When you come into contact with him in the future, you will find that he is very good. He is really impeccable."
Chapter completed!