Chapter 396
She was not lucky enough to be the granddaughter of the Su family. In her previous life, she had imagined countless times that she could become the granddaughter of the Su family. But after all, it was a fantasy, a dream. In the face of the cruel reality, fragile, pathetic, shameful
She finally calmed down because she thought about the past and set off a huge wave again.
The pain of the previous life has long been engraved on her soul and her blood. It's OK not to touch, but as long as you touch it. She couldn't control her desire to explode and collapse
She grabs Chen Huaying's hand in a hurry and holds it forcefully. Want to draw strength and courage from her.
Behind Sheng Ning, Chen Huaying stares at Meng Ping with great anger. This shameless bastard. Just Sheng Ning was clearly trying to pull her hand, but the bastard stopped her insidiously. He extended his hand to Sheng Ning.
He's a real bastard. I haven't seen anyone more shameless than Meng Ping.
"That's it Mr. Su shook his head stubbornly and pointed to the oil painting on the wall. "You see, if it is not related by blood, how can it look like this?"
At the beginning, the backward people were surprised by the strange atmosphere of Mr. Su and the living room. They didn't pay any attention to an extra oil painting on the wall.
When they look up and see the man in the picture, even Hai Lan covers his mouth in surprise.
Meng Ping looked at Sheng Ning, and his eyes flashed with excitement.
Sheng Ning looked up, the huge portrait oil painting with overwhelming impact into her eyes, her heart.
Her body couldn't help shaking for a while. Meng Ping helped her in time behind her and put her half circle in his arms with his body. On his beautiful face, there was a cautious tension and expectation.
Sheng Ning looks back at a loss and finds his handsome face close at hand. He realizes that he has grasped the wrong hand and pushes Meng Ping away mercilessly.
"Go away." A frown of disgust.
Meng Ping's face is still cynical, but his heart seems to be stabbed, bloody.
"What does this picture mean?" Sheng Ning's voice is incomparably calm. She stands so proud and has the pride and strength to block the wind and snow alone.
Su Huaian's admiration is undisguised. Even he would be proud of such an excellent sister.
"It's my grandmother!" He replied.
"So?" Sheng Ning asked, "what do you want to tell me?"
"You are my granddaughter." Father Su couldn't stand his granddaughter's indifference to him and made a firm announcement.
"No way!"
"Why not? I said yes, it must be. " The old man's heart has always been a voice told him, Ning Ning is his granddaughter, now the bracelet is the best proof.
"You look like your grandmother, and your bracelet is your grandmother's heirloom."
Sheng Ning crossed all the people and walked to the oil painting step by step. As long as she reached out, she could touch it.
She watched intently, and her pupils shrank.
"Has this painting always been there?"
"Yes "This painting has been treasured since my grandmother died," Su explained
Sheng Ning wants to roar, roar and cry in despair Why, why always? If it has always been, then her previous life is a joke
"What about the bracelet?" Her heart is a raging fire, but the surface is calm like a piece of ice that will not melt for ten thousand years.
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She finally calmed down because she thought about the past and set off a huge wave again.
The pain of the previous life has long been engraved on her soul and her blood. It's OK not to touch, but as long as you touch it. She couldn't control her desire to explode and collapse
She grabs Chen Huaying's hand in a hurry and holds it forcefully. Want to draw strength and courage from her.
Behind Sheng Ning, Chen Huaying stares at Meng Ping with great anger. This shameless bastard. Just Sheng Ning was clearly trying to pull her hand, but the bastard stopped her insidiously. He extended his hand to Sheng Ning.
He's a real bastard. I haven't seen anyone more shameless than Meng Ping.
"That's it Mr. Su shook his head stubbornly and pointed to the oil painting on the wall. "You see, if it is not related by blood, how can it look like this?"
At the beginning, the backward people were surprised by the strange atmosphere of Mr. Su and the living room. They didn't pay any attention to an extra oil painting on the wall.
When they look up and see the man in the picture, even Hai Lan covers his mouth in surprise.
Meng Ping looked at Sheng Ning, and his eyes flashed with excitement.
Sheng Ning looked up, the huge portrait oil painting with overwhelming impact into her eyes, her heart.
Her body couldn't help shaking for a while. Meng Ping helped her in time behind her and put her half circle in his arms with his body. On his beautiful face, there was a cautious tension and expectation.
Sheng Ning looks back at a loss and finds his handsome face close at hand. He realizes that he has grasped the wrong hand and pushes Meng Ping away mercilessly.
"Go away." A frown of disgust.
Meng Ping's face is still cynical, but his heart seems to be stabbed, bloody.
"What does this picture mean?" Sheng Ning's voice is incomparably calm. She stands so proud and has the pride and strength to block the wind and snow alone.
Su Huaian's admiration is undisguised. Even he would be proud of such an excellent sister.
"It's my grandmother!" He replied.
"So?" Sheng Ning asked, "what do you want to tell me?"
"You are my granddaughter." Father Su couldn't stand his granddaughter's indifference to him and made a firm announcement.
"No way!"
"Why not? I said yes, it must be. " The old man's heart has always been a voice told him, Ning Ning is his granddaughter, now the bracelet is the best proof.
"You look like your grandmother, and your bracelet is your grandmother's heirloom."
Sheng Ning crossed all the people and walked to the oil painting step by step. As long as she reached out, she could touch it.
She watched intently, and her pupils shrank.
"Has this painting always been there?"
"Yes "This painting has been treasured since my grandmother died," Su explained
Sheng Ning wants to roar, roar and cry in despair Why, why always? If it has always been, then her previous life is a joke
"What about the bracelet?" Her heart is a raging fire, but the surface is calm like a piece of ice that will not melt for ten thousand years.
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