Chapter 286 Zhao Family

  It doesn't taste like that.

  Su Nanzhi: "..."

   disgust, dislike, dislike, dislike.

   But there was nothing else to eat, so Su Nanzhi could only reluctantly drink the porridge.

   Although the side dishes didn't taste very good, the porridge was really fragrant, and Su Nanzhi felt that she could make another bowl.

   Then Dr. Jiang told her: "You haven't eaten for a long time now, and your fever has just subsided. Don't eat too much, or you will have an upset stomach later."

  Su Nanzhi: "..."

   For so many years, being a patient is really not something a person can bear.

  It was so uncomfortable.

  I can't even eat rice well, and the taboos almost make people forget the joy of food.

   After Su Nanzhi finished eating, Jiang Xin checked her body again, and after confirming that there was nothing that could kill her immediately, she cleaned up the guy who was eating and ran away.

   It doesn’t look like he’s working overtime, so it can be said to be too real.

   As for the fact that he was worried about the possibility that his eldest cousin might develop an unknown evil relationship, forget it, who cares about them.

   This thing can't be stopped after all.

   I just hope his boss isn't the kind of guy who digs the bowl and stares at the pot.

  ——

  Su Nanzhi's sudden illness came strangely, but it went away quickly.

   In less than a day, people are alive and kicking again, she figured it out, and brought her own guy to make money.

   Zhao family.

  The hostess has been recuperating in the hospital recently, maybe because of this, she looks extraordinarily deserted. Compared with the last time Su Nanzhi came here, it is completely different.

   A very large vase was missing in the living room. It looked like he smashed something in a quarrel, and the so-called master was not at home either.

   As for Mr. Zhao, he is not here either.

   Zhao Qingheng seems to have deliberately cleared everyone.

   "There's no one else at home now, tell me, what's weird here?" Zhao Qingheng has recovered well from his foot injury in the past two days, and he can walk without crutches.

   He did instruct everyone in the house. At this moment, bringing Su Nanzhi home alone felt a little weird.

   The avatar in my heart is that some strange emotion is faintly taking root.

  Su Nanzhi looked at it for a week, and reached out to stroke the broken hair hanging down from her forehead. Her hair is getting longer and longer now.

   She dug out a small red cloth bag on the sofa mezzanine in the living room.

   then turned to Zhao Qingheng and said, "Where is your parents' room, take me to see it."

   Zhao Qingheng pointed to the thing in her hand and asked, "What is this?"

  Su Nanzhi looked back at the red cloth bag in his hand, and laughed: "It's nothing, it's just that when your father brought him back, he accidentally let others stuff it in."

   Zhao Qingheng paused, "You mean, my dad brought other women home?"

  Su Nanzhi: "Otherwise, your father put these things in?"

   This is necessarily impossible.

  Tiger poison still does not eat seeds.

   Zhao Qingheng is the appointed heir of the Zhao family. He has been cultivated for so many years. Unless Zhao Qingheng is not the seed of the Zhao family, his status is very solid.

   "You mean, my father not only brought the woman home, but also slept in his room with my mother, right?" Master Zhao's mind suddenly brightened.

  Su Nanzhi smiled slightly, not saying yes or no.

   Zhao Qingheng understood everything.

  Su Nanzhi also found a similar cloth bag in Zhao Qingheng's parents' room.

  The two cloth bags were opened, and they were filled with hair, long and short.

   (end of this chapter)