My Youth Began With Him

Chapter 4794: Lu Yan Extra Chapter Thirty-three

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Qin Guoguo, a child who turned five years old, once asked Qiao Fei a question.

"Uncle, uncle... why do you have white hair? It's so cool..."

Qiao Fei answered seriously, "It's all because of your aunt, so... you have to remember that when you grow up and marry a wife, don't marry someone who makes you worry and get angry."

Qiao Fei's words made the twins burst into laughter. Qiao Fei's silver hair became the biggest black spot of Hei Luyan.

Lu Yan dodged and the person was gone.

No wonder, she has always been full of clever ideas, and there are countless ways to meet Su Yu.

Qiao Fei was depressed, leaning on the deck to play with his mobile phone and continued playing games.

He always likes to be quiet, and is not interested in this kind of drunken music, nor is he interested in these men and women shaking their heads, and strong heavy metal.

Inside the luxury private room on the top floor

Su Yu seemed to be in a bad mood. He was wearing a white Versace short-sleeved shirt and leaning on the sofa in the C position.

One hand covered half of his face. He didn't know whether he was drunk or thinking about something.

Lu Yan tied up her hair, put on waiter's clothes, and sneaked in with a few drinkers.

"Master Han, the wine you asked for is here."

The leading waiter said, and the man waved his hand, "Send the red wine to Mr. Su, and leave the rest here."

"yes."

The waiter looked back at Lu Yan and said, "Why are you just standing there stupidly? Send your wine to Mr. Su."

"I'm new here. I don't know who is Mr. Su." Lu Yan said weakly on purpose.

Several rich kids around laughed, "Little girl, look at the one with the prettiest appearance and the most aura, which one is the one."

Lu Yan pretended to take a look around, but in fact, she had already seen Su Yu's photo.

In her computer, she could even find some secret photos of Su Yu when he was a soldier.

So there is no reason that she doesn't know Su Yu, she said that deliberately, it was just a prank.

Then, Lu Yan took the red wine and walked up to Su Yu pretending to be cautious.

"Master Su, your wine."

"Well, let it go." Su Yu didn't even look at her.

"Okay, do you need help opening it?"

"Yeah." Su Yu hummed in a muffled voice.

Lu Yan lowered his head, opened the wine, and glanced at the mobile phone in Su Yu's hand.

He would click on it from time to time, look at the desktop, and then close it.

People who don't know may think he is looking at the time to see what time it is.

But Lu Yan discovered that the screen saver on Su Yu's mobile phone was a photo of her sister.

Even though it was just a glance... she was definitely my sister.

Lu Yan was most impressed by Huo Mian's appearance, and even dreamed about it many times.

Lu Yan has almost all of Huo Mian's photos, thousands of them, from childhood to adulthood.

But Lu Yan had never seen this photo before.

The sister in the photo is wearing a white coat and black glasses.

She was dressed very old-fashioned and rustic, but when paired with that extremely delicate face, the aura of the entire photo changed.

You can vaguely see Huo Mian's own aura...

This photo was probably taken secretly by Su Yu, because it's not particularly clear, but the angle is pretty good.

It seems that the rumors say that Su Yu likes his sister and is infatuated with her, which should be true.

After helping Su Yu finish drinking, Lu Yan got up and left.

"Hey... little sister, did you just come here?" A man stopped her.

"Yes." Lu Yan nodded.

"Are you still a chick?" After the man asked disgustingly, several men around him laughed.

This group of second-generation rich people like to play pranks or humiliate their personalities.

Any other waiter would naturally not dare to say anything, but Lu Yan smiled slightly and asked him, "Are you still?"

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