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He said stiffly, "According to our original request, you have to give birth to a child before we can give you the rest of the money. Now that the child is gone, the young master won't agree to be a surrogate pregnancy. So, you'd better disappear cleanly and don't appear again."

Su Anran was silent for a long while, before replying with a single word.

"Alright."

On the other side, after Uncle Zhao sent his young master back to the company for a meeting, he received orders from the man and hurried back to the hospital.

Along the way, he was suspicious.

When Su Anran was doing the surgery, the Young Master had been waiting outside the whole time, but why did he have to leave after she was done?

It was one thing to leave, but after he returned to the company, he would immediately return to the hospital!

If he cared about others, how would he care about the company meeting?

Returning to the hospital, he pushed open the door of the ward and was surprised to find that the bed was empty.

Uncle Zhao trembled as he turned his head to look, only to realize that the man's eyebrows were knitted tightly, and the aura around his body had become incomparably cold.

The nurse just happened to come in to clean up the ward, and thought the two were Su Anran's relatives.

"Are you the girl's relatives? It was really late. She had just finished giving birth, and her body was still weak. She was forcing herself to leave the hospital, yet she refused to listen no matter what … "Ai, don't leave. I haven't finished speaking …"

Outside the hospital, the entrance was connected in all directions.

Uncle Zhao guessed what the man was thinking and asked tentatively: "Young Master, if you are interested in the Miss Su, should I go and check?"

The man looked at him indifferently and shuddered.

"Back to the company."

Su Anran dragged her broken body, gritting her teeth as she headed to the warehouse.

Due to the fire and explosion, that area had been sealed off by the police. She wanted to go over to take a look, but the police did not allow it.

In the Su Clan's main house.

A group of strangers surrounded the entrance of the villa.

The leader was in his early thirties, and his back looked handsome.

"Mr. Chen, are you satisfied?" "Feng Shui sir has said that this is a treasure trove of one thousand miles. In less than ten years, you will definitely be able to rule over a region in Jincheng."

"That's right, Mr. Chen, that surnamed Su is really something. He would rather die than sell this house to you, and even said that there are memories of being with his wife here. How much is the memory worth?"

Su Anran stood not far away, and these words stabbed into her heart like knives, causing her small face to turn white from the pain.

Mr. Chen?

That Mr. Chen who forced his father to return the money?

"Why is there a woman here?" A man noticed Su Anran.

When Mr. Chen turned around and saw her pretty face, his eyes lit up. "Who are you?"

"This is my home, please leave." Angry flames burned in Su Anran's eyes, her dry lips had a tiny crack, she was no longer as bright and beautiful as she used to be.

That person was extremely arrogant, "What family? This place will no longer be yours!"

"Stop." Mr. Chen did not slow down to stop the man, and smiled at her, "I'm sorry, Miss Su, we were rude. Goodbye."

After they left, Su Anran brought the bone ash jar into the house.

A few unfamiliar men in suits and ties shuttled back and forth her house. Her brother, Su Yiheng, was currently locked in a corner of the stairs, trembling from fear.

The Su Family owed Su Yiheng too much. A few days ago, Su Zhong Hao brought Su Yiheng back from the hospital to let him rest at home.

With a long heart attack, this six year old youth no longer had the vitality and vitality of his peers, and instead had a sickly beauty, like a broken wing angel that had fallen into the mortal world.

"Yi Heng."

Su Anran took a deep breath, then calmly walked in front of him.

"Elder sister!" Su Yiheng wailed and ran over while wailing with his short legs, "Big sister, where did you go? Where's Dad? Why isn't Dad here? They say our house has been seized by the court... "

Because of his heart disease, Su Yiheng had always been well-protected and did not know about any of this.

Su Anran patted his back to console him: "Daddy has gone to a very far place. Believe me, big sister will definitely take good care of you."

At this moment, a court staff member walked over.

"Miss Su, Young Master Su, this house has already been sealed up by the court. You are not allowed to bring anything here, including this violin. Can you please give it to me?"

Since young, Su Yiheng had loved music. This violin was a birthday present from his father when he was five years old, and it had always been treated as a treasure by him.

Hearing that he had to hand over the violin, he shrank back. "Dad gave this to me, so I don't want to give it to you!"

The employee looked at Su Anran with a helpless expression, "Miss Su …"

Su Anran knew that there weren't that many exceptions in this world. She turned around and looked at his younger brother as he ruthlessly coaxed him with a gentle voice, "Be obedient, Yi Heng, and give him the violin."

"No!"

"Be good, big sister will give you better things in the future!"