Chapter 102： 102, the green ones are very cute

"Houhou, guess what, why did Xiaobai give me two little turtles?" Mo Dui called Su Hunhou when he was ready to make a look.

"Little green turtle?"

"Well, it's green, and it's pretty long."

Su Houhou coughed twice, "If you want to live a good life, you have to be green?"

"What do you know, Xiaobai must think that little turtles are easy to feed and suitable for me as pets. And the lifespan of turtles is very long, which means that the love between me and Xiaobai can be as long as they are, just two small ones. One male and one female represent me and Xiaobai."

"Anyway, as long as it is given by Xiaobai, cow dung can be described as a flower by you!"

Mo Dui smiled happily, "So tonight, I'm going to spend a sweet night with Xiaobai in the hotel, and you will come to my house tomorrow. By the way, give me two names for Little Turtle."

"I can't go away these days, I have to make up for the third course."

"OK then."

**

Su Houhou had just finished class and just hung up the phone, the coach Pan Hui's voice rang, "Ms. Su is going home? I'll see you off."

"No, I'll take the shuttle bus back."

"Didn't you live near the imperial court? I just happened to be on the way, and it will rain later, I think you didn't bring an umbrella."

Su Huhou looked at the sky.

Uh, the sun is shining, where does the rain come? Can the excuse be more clumsy?

"I'll go to the city center to accompany my friends for dinner." Pan Hui helped his glasses, "Don't think too much, just take you along the way."

The more I say this, the harder it is for Su Houhou not to think about it.

After all, Pan Hui is really enthusiastic on WeChat. She urges her to go to class every three to five, and asks why every time she asks for leave...

"Are you going to the city center?" The fat coach on the side suddenly said, "It happens that my car number is restricted.

"Yes." Pan Hui looked at Su Hunhou, "Let's go together."

Su Huhou blinked.

It seems a bit hypocritical to refuse now, and there are more than two of them in the car, and it takes half an hour to wait for the shuttle...

So I got into Pan Hui's red Lingdu.

Su Wanwan sits behind and plays with her mobile phone, while the two in front are chatting about news in Nancheng.

"Miss Su." The fat coach turned around suddenly, "Have you seen the news about the rich three generations?"

"What news?"

"It's the grandson of the richest man Huo Yuanshan. Last night, she was a wretched underage girl in the clubhouse. She was interrupted by three ribs and her Weibo was exposed."

Su Hun Hun was stunned.

Isn't Huo Yuanshan's grandson Xing Yuyun?

She opened Weibo to search, and sure enough, shocking headlines abound:

[The grandson of the richest man is suspected of insignificant underage girl! 】

[Your residence is making trouble again, the grandson of the richest man was beaten and hospitalized the next day after his wedding! 】

[The rich three generations are full of scandals, is it moral decay? Or is it a distortion of human nature? 】

Tsk tsk, Su Hunyu was fortunate while watching, but fortunately, he was cheated. This Xing Yuyun first played cheating, and now he is still a trivial underage, so he is really not good looking.

"It's raining," Pan Hui said.

Su Huiyu looked out the car window, and it was really true.

That said, Pan Hui really kindly gave her...

Because of the rain, the speed of the car had to slow down, and when it entered the fourth ring road, it was already six o'clock in the evening.

Huo Jingshen gets off work at 5:30 every day, and he should be home soon.

In the past, she always felt that business elites should be like Xiao Yebai, working overtime and socializing every day, but Huo Jingshen was a stranger. He almost never worked overtime after getting married, and socializing was even rarer.

"Say Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here", someone called, still giving orders, "Where is the baby?"

Su Houhou glanced out the window, "Jianguo Road."

"Okay." Huo Jingshen hung up after speaking.

Su Houhou didn't think much, but Pan Hui asked, "Is the family worried?"

"...Hmm." Su Houhou's answer was a little vacant.

Worry about a hammer! It's just a routine questioning whereabouts.

...

After sending the fat coach, the night was dark, but the rain still didn't mean to stop.

When he finally arrived at the Tianquan Imperial Court, Su Houhou said, "Just stop at the door."

Tianquan Imperial Court can be said to be a weather vane for the rich in Nancheng. Even renting a house is very expensive. After thinking about it, Pan Hui drove the car in.

The security guard at the gate took a look, but didn't stop.

"It's raining heavily, I'll take you to your doorstep," he explained.

Su Houhou had to report the house number.

Five minutes later, Ling Du slowly stopped at the gate of the yard.

Across the rain curtain, Pan Hui looked at the courtyard behind the iron fence in front. The three-story villa inside was brightly lit, and the night was full of luxury and nobility.

"Do you live here?" He couldn't hide his surprise.

As a native of Nancheng, he naturally knows that every inch of land here is very rich, not to mention that it is still such a large yard, not tens of millions of dollars, afraid that it will not come down?

Su Houhou hadn't spoken yet, and suddenly heard the sound of someone knocking on the car window.

Turning his head, he saw a tall, dark figure standing outside the window.

Damn it!

Abruptly, Su Wanwan was so frightened that she was shocked.

Pan Hui thoughtfully unlocked the car, "Miss Su, your family has come to pick you up."

Without waiting for Su Huhou's reaction, the car door had been opened from the outside.

A damp rain roared in in an instant, and then, her arm was pulled with a force, and the whole person was dragged out of the car.