The real daughter was spoiled by the sick villain

"I..." Zhou Yaping moved her lips unconvinced, "I can also call her back! She is a short 1.6 meters and looks down on who!"

She, Zhou Yaping, is a tall, long-legged girl about 1.7 meters tall!

Zhou Chu looked away in disappointment. He didn't plan to tell her anymore. Zhou Yaping didn't realize that in the field of her peers, Su Lan had already dominated, while she was still lagging behind in terms of her height. zone.

In the end, he only warned Zhou Yaping, "It's about the life and death of Qionghuayan. If you still want to be the eldest lady of the Zhou family and live a high-quality life, don't go to Su Lan to humiliate yourself and wait for the competition." On the same day, go to the scene to learn Su Lan's skills."

Zhou Yaping was kicked out of the office by Zhou Chu. She dared not to speak out for a long time, but suddenly accumulated grievances and burst out, "Why should I want to learn Su Lan's skills! I... I am taller than her! I am better than her !"

Outside the door, some unknown staff looked at Zhou Yaping, who was crying and shouting, with a look of confusion.

It feels like Missy has that serious illness.

The match was scheduled for three days later, but the invitation from the Lu family had already been sent to the Su family.

This time it was different from Lu Youyue's invitation. Su Lan at school received one, Su Jinhong at the company received one, and Jiang Yulan at home also received one. On each invitation, they were written Their respective names, judging from the handwriting, are still calligraphy written by themselves.

In the living room of Su's family, Su Jinhong held the invitation card and looked at it carefully. His fingers caressed the three words Su Jinhong on the invitation card, and he said obsessively: "This word is vigorous and powerful, and the writing is steady, and every stroke reveals the meaning of writing." I don’t have the pen power of decades, so I dare not write like this, and I don’t have the daunting strength, and I can’t write such a single hand.”

He also loved to practice calligraphy when he was young, and he was also good at writing calligraphy. He has maintained the habit of practicing calligraphy for many years. Even though the company is too busy, he has not written calligraphy for a long time, but he has a good pen for signing documents and writing proposals. Words are still pleasing to the eye.

Jiang Yulan was on the side, her nails painted with rose pink, caressing her name on the invitation card, smiling eyes slightly narrowed, "I remember when my husband chased me back then, he still wrote love letters with a brush. number, I have written 99 letters in total! I am still locked in the safe.”

Su Lan was also admiring the handwriting at first, but suddenly felt that a handful of hot dog food was stuffed into her mouth, which was made by her parents herself.

She smacked her lips, "The words are good, but Dad, don't you think the Lu family values ​​our Su family too much? The three of us are fine, even my younger brother has an invitation."

Su Xinghe ran away from home for a long time and never returned to Su's home. How could the outside world not know about it?

The Lu family even sent out his invitation card, which instantly made her feel...the Su family was a little flattered.

The Lu family is a little... oh no, they respect and respect their family members very much.

Su Jinhong also saw Su Xinghe's invitation, and he put the two invitations together carefully. After admiring the handwriting, doubts about the whole thing appeared in his eyes, "If before, because of your engagement to Lu Yufeng, I I can still figure it out, but now, we have shown that we want to withdraw the engagement, and the Lu family still attaches so much importance to it, I'm afraid that the issue of divorce..."

Not so good anymore.