Chapter: 1744

As soon as the words came out.

Su Yifeng's eyes narrowed slightly.

He squinted his eyes, and the scrutiny in his eyes fell on his face, looking at Shang Qian inch by inch.

Shang Qian's eyes met his, without any dodging.

He wasn't kidding.

He could endure their cynicism for more than ten years.

But if it touches his bottom line, he will never bear it anymore.

Su Nan is his bottom line.

For Shang Qian, merchants should no longer exist.

He's just too lazy to do it.

Su Yifeng nodded with dark eyes.

"Go out, Xiao Wu should be in a hurry."

He didn't say anything, just straightened his clothes and walked out.

Shang Qian thought about Su Yifeng's attitude.

Perhaps, he didn't care about the fact that he was a merchant?

Perhaps, he and Su Nan will not be hindered from getting along.

He twitched the corners of his mouth, his tense face finally relaxed, and let out a slow breath.

The hardest time is over.

Su Nan played with Mike and Su Xiaohu upstairs for a while.

After Su Xiaohu's self-upgrade failed, he fell into a state of self-reflection, depressed, and looked shocked.

But when it saw Little Mike, it regained some energy, and jumped up and down on his body, a soft ball, so soft to the touch.

Uncle housekeeper came to call her

"The meal is ready, the chairman asked you to come down for dinner."

Su Nan paused, "Has Shang Qian left?"

"No, I'll play chess with you downstairs."

Wow, unexpected harmony.

It seemed to be going much smoother than she had imagined.

Dad is still a dad who understands righteousness.

Su Nan smiled and took Mike downstairs.

With Little Mike here, the meal was quite enjoyable...