Su Jinxin is definitely not a person who is waiting to die. In addition to forcing marriage, she naturally has other ways to make Mr. Yun responsible for her. She was just afraid that the shocking and ruthless tricks she thought would scare Qiaolan, so Su Jinxin did not say it.

Being cautious and leaving room for work is Su Jinxin in this life.

The bamboo path is quiet and the scenery is pleasant. It should be a good place to have fun, but in Su Jinxin's eyes, she felt that it was not only annoying, but also annoyed her.

Hate is a thorn that she can never pull out in her heart. It is like a crazy vine growing, tangling her tighter and tighter. Even though she hid in the villa on Wuyun Mountain and left the intrigue in the mansion, her heart has never stopped making plans for her to prevent her from doing so. Once the chess game is set up, how can she, the person in control, not stop.

In this world, there are many worldly things that are disturbed, and there are naturally conflicts in places where there are people. In order to survive, what she can do is to be like them, and to be with them.

Standing outside this green bamboo forest, Su Jinxin couldn't help but look back and looked at the bamboo path he had just walked.

I'm sorry, you're determined to stay away from the troubles of the world and accompany you with paintings, but I've pulled you back to this dirty place of right and wrong and continued to sink.

Deep in her eyes, Su Jin was sad and Tu Ran. She knew that she was despicable and always hurt innocent people in order to avenge her; but she never had a peace in her heart. If she could not avenge her in this life, she didn't know what she was doing for once again and again!

The autumn wind crosses the south of the Yangtze River, and the floating life gathers and disperses in the vast world;

I also whipped the silver saddle and whipped the prosperity, and I was also frivolous in my youth!

But afterwards, I lie drunk in the wilderness, drink ten cups of wine, forgetting that this place is a foreign land.

It is difficult to meet each other in life and die, and I only enter the capital in my dreams. I suspect that the old friend is coming, but the past is in vain!

...

At this time, a sad song came not far from Yunqi Bamboo Path.

The song is melodious, but it is extremely sad. Listening to it makes people cry.

It's Manager Fan!

When Su Jinxin heard the old and drunken singing, he immediately guessed the mysterious manager Fan in the villa, Mr. Fan.

"Qiaolan, let's go."

Su Jinxin calmed down her mind, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, but it covered her emotions well, making people unable to see any of her joys and anger.

He walked quickly and followed the sound, but he was calm and unstoppable.

But I saw that under a lush pine tree with lush branches and leaves, an old man in his sixties was lying on the ground, drinking wine and singing.

I want to be crazy when I am imitating a song, but I am intoxicated and desolate.

The old man was dressed in a cloth dress and straw sandals. Although he was dressed in a simple and rural manner, his eyes were embarrassing and energetic, unlike ordinary people. The demeanor around him showed a bit of the arrogance of literati and elegant scholars.

"Manager Fan." Su Jinxin walked over, squatted down, and called him.

Mr. Fan opened his eyes and was drunk, "It's you, the second girl from the Su Lao San family." He burped and said, "Girl, the wine you sent you is very suitable for me! Not bad, not bad!" He is a sensible and good boy.

Mr. Su is among his brothers. Apart from the late old master, I am afraid no one dares to call the head of the Su family the third. Mr. Fan’s contempt and disrespect for Mr. Su is enough to show that in Mr. Fan’s heart, he actually does not take the head of the Su family seriously at all.

After hearing this, Su Jinxin even applauded her.

"Second Miss, I will leave." Seeing Su Jinxin raise his hand, Qiaolan bowed to Su Jinxin and retreated far aside. Su Jinxin had no scruples and immediately sat on the ground next to Mr. Fan.

"You are indeed a smart person." Old Fan smiled. The third son Su gave birth to a good daughter. Seeing that he had something to say to her, he drank the maid next to him first.

Mr. Fan is not careful about his details, so Su Jinxin naturally saw it. When he talked to him, he missed the false condemnation. "Manager Fan, there seems to be something unfinished in the song you just heard. This business is hard to settle. I don't understand. Since it is unforgettable, why don't you go back and take a look? Do you dare or don't want to?"

Mr. Fan glanced at Su Jinxin and sighed, "You have something in your words. I think it's because I have become suspicious of my identity. Well, it's been so many years, and I can be worthy of your grandfather and your Su family."

"Manager Fan was promoted by his grandfather. After his grandfather passed away, Manager Fan did not return to the mansion, but just stayed in the villa in Yunqi. I think he should be guarding our Su family for his grandfather." The villa in Yunqi is the foundation of the Su family's tea business. If he guarded Yunqi, he would protect the Su family's ancestral property.

Mr. Fan did not deny Su Jinxin's speculation, but just drank a sip of wine and said, "It's so fast, more than twenty years have passed in a blink of an eye."

"Manager Fan, I should call you senior, Grandpa Fan, or Mr. Fan." Su Jinxin's words and deeds of such a blind eye to the elders made Mr. Fan admire her more and more and more and more and more.

"I have a friend with your grandfather, and you call me grandfather, it's not a loss." Mr. Fan smiled kindly.

"Grandpa Fan, there is something unknown to Jinxin. Fan Yichu called Mr. Yun as his uncle. Then you are..." Su Jinxin thought that Mr. Fan once blurted out, 'Even if he always had a brilliant pen in his hand, he could draw all the people in the world, but he could not draw people'. At that time, she thought that Mr. Fan was secretly mocking the world's unpredictable hearts, but now thinking about it carefully, it is also possible that Mr. Fan is also good at painting, and his best attitude is not landscape painting, but painters.

If Mr. Fan was Mr. Yun’s teacher, then the next thing would be much easier.

What a cunning girl. She wanted to trick him into saying Grandpa Fan. However, this girl is really smart. She had just arrived in Wuyun Mountain for a few days and guessed his identity. The descendants of the Su family seem to be not incompetent and mediocre.

It's a pity that he is a girl.
Chapter completed!