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Chapter 255 Cut the mess with a quick knife

"Xiao Qian, it's okay, don't cry anymore, don't cry anymore. It's not too late to know now, no one has ever blamed you!" She cried so sadly, and Su Yixia was at a loss, hugged her in her arms, patted her back, and comforted her.

"Jian Mo has saved me more than once, and I really can't imagine that he is a bad person." Facing Su Yixia, Qian Xi was very honest. Without disguising himself in front of him, he could always tolerate everything about him.

She cried, and her words clearly revealed her unique emotions towards Jian Mo.

"We should not think about whether he is bad or not. Just don't have intersections. Don't think about it anymore. The more you think about it, the more you feel uncomfortable!"

He didn't dare to say that Jian Mo was very cunning, for fear of taking care of Qian Xi again. She was very simple. She treated people sincerely. If others were kind to her, she would be ten times better to others.

Jian Mo seemed to have mastered her characteristics and created a good image in Qian Xi's heart. He really couldn't let him contact Qian Xi anymore. This time Qian Xi ran away from home, he never thought that it would be Jian Mo who would take her away! He said that he had no premeditation, who would believe it?

"Yixia, I'm sorry! I won't contact him anymore, no more..." She cried and promised, as if she was reducing the guilt in her heart.

"Well, I know Xiao Qian is kind-hearted. OK, don't cry anymore. Let's blow dry our hair first, okay?"

He is gentle and meticulous, and the smile on his face can melt the ice and snow in winter.

Qianxi sobbed, and the clear outline in his eyes slowly calmed down her heart. She could not let down everyone in Zuo Su's family, so Jian Mo, that man should be kept in memory.

Su Zi'an was worried about Qian Xi, and she didn't know what her father was going to say to her. Aunt Bai was so angry...

"Dad, what's the matter? You must say it now?"

As soon as Su Xianghai sat down, he held the hot tea sent by the servant in his hand. Before he could touch his mouth, Su Zian spoke in a hurry.

He looked at him with great interest. His calmness had never seen him become confused.

Su Xianghai did not rush to answer him, and took a sip of the tea slowly, and acted to savor the fragrance of the tea.

Although he was anxious, he could see that his father did it on purpose and simply stopped talking and stood there quietly.

"I'll ask you, what do you think of Xiao Xi now?" He put down the teacup in his hand and looked at the man in front of him.

Su Xianghai no longer beat around the bush. Qian Xi left before, because of this emotional entanglement. His eldest son was still hesitant at the beginning, but today, seeing him and Jian Mo compete with each other, coupled with his anxiety at the moment, Su Xianghai was already a little sure of it.

"I like her."

Su Zian did not drag on the slut this time, and his answers were quite straightforward. Handling emotional issues has always been his own weakness. He could no longer be indecisive like this. He already understood his own voice very well.

When Su Xianghai heard this answer, he was overjoyed, but he did not show it. Xiao Xi liked him before, but he also hurt Xiao Xi severely, and he couldn't figure out what Xiao Xi was thinking now. However, if these two children were really together, he would like to hear it.

"Do you know the responsibility you bear in this sentence?" Su Xianghai's expression was particularly serious. After all, there was also a tangled Lin Zhitang. He also heard a lot of rumors outside.

With Su Zi'an's intelligence, how could he not understand the meaning of his father's words?

"Dad, don't worry, I will handle it." The man swore with confidence, his dark eyes filled with determination. This time, he would no longer think that way.

"Men must know what they want. This time you'd better not let me down, and don't let Xiaoxi down again!" A stern warning and pressure from words, Qianxi is not easy for a child. He likes that his son can take good care of her.

Su Zian always knew Su Xianghai’s importance to Qian Xi. Since he had firmly determined his ideas, it was time for him to make it clear to Lin Zhitang, but will Xiao Xi forgive him?

The picture flashed through my mind, the eye-catching couple bracelet, Jian Mo... he was simply unprepared for defense! He appeared next to Qian Xi invisibly, and seemed to have gained Qian Xi's trust! All of this was his own hesitation, which allowed Jian Mo to take advantage of it. If he didn't know how to do it in the future, he would not give Jian Mo any chance!

"Dad, I understand, don't worry."

"Well, do you want to drink tea?" Facing Su Zi'an who made up his mind, Su Xianghai was very satisfied and started drinking tea leisurely.

"Dad, if you have nothing to do, I will leave first." Since I have decided, I have to make a quick decision. He can't wait for a moment. Now he has something very important to do.

Only by making it clear to Lin Zhitang can he be qualified to face Qian Xi, otherwise it will be unfair to both women!

"Yeah, go!"

Su Zian nodded and stepped on his slender legs. When he thought of Lin Zhitang, he sighed deeply. But no matter how difficult it is, he has to face it. He can no longer afford to love.

The storm failed to stop Su Zian's persistent heart. He drove the car to the community where Lin Zhitang lived. He hadn't been here for a long time.

After pressing the elevator, the man stamped his feet and shook the soil on his shoes. He felt guilty, but he could no longer regard this guilt as love.

Lin Zhitang was still immersed in her grief. She ignored Qin Qing's proposal. At this moment, her brain had no room to think about Bai Qianxi's problems. Her father... she didn't even see her last time...

The doorbell rang several times before the woman came to her senses. She got up from the ground, wiped her tears randomly, forgot to put on her shoes, and walked barefoot to open the door.

Didn’t my mother-in-law bring the key? She tried hard to sort out her emotions, but her delicate face had frozen into sadness and was difficult to erase easily.

When I opened the door, I unexpectedly saw the man. His meticulous black suit and his hair was wet because of some rain. Su Zi'an's face was expressionless, and there was no trace of warmth on his face carved with a knife.

Shouldn't he be at Bai Qianxi's funeral? Oh, no, Bai Qianxi is not dead, shouldn't he be with that woman? Why are there still time to come to her?

Lin Zhitang laughed at herself, and Su Zi'an saw that it was a matter of course to see her, but at some point it turned into a luxury.

"Why are you here?" Lin Zhitang said lukewarmly. She couldn't raise her enthusiasm, and just took a simple step back and let the man enter the room.

There were tears on her face, bloodstains on her left hand, messy hair, and haggard face. She had something to do, but Su Zian didn't say anything.

After entering the living room, he found fragments of porcelain bowls in the kitchen and the slippers that were lost by Lin Zhitang. He frowned and wanted to ask, but felt that it was not suitable to ask again.

Lin Zhitang poured her a cup of hot water, placed it on the coffee table, and then sat down opposite Su Zi'an. The two looked very negotiating.

"Tell me, what's wrong with you? If you have nothing to do, you won't come to see me."

She had seen through this man's heart for a long time. He hid himself for so long, but suddenly came to the door. He had already had a bad premonition in his heart. How miserable could she be?

The woman's condition seemed to be very bad. The man hesitated whether to speak, but he didn't want to drag it down anymore. He wanted to stand in front of Qian Xi in a clean manner.

"Let's break up."

Like the same voice as before, Su Zi'an's voice sounds nice, low and magnetic, but these five words said hit Lin Zhitang's heart. Are he going to break up?

She had thought about the Cold War and even avoided her, but she never thought that Su Zian would say the word "breakup"! She had known this man for so many years, and he had a sense of responsibility. Even if he had no love, he had designed it and saved his life. With his character, he could not say this on his own initiative!
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