Rebirth of the Heavenly Empress

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the next day.

Very common Saturday.

Su Huiqing did not get up early in the morning and run like usual. Fortunately, it was like this before her, and Uncle Chen did not come to knock on the door to force her up.

When she got up from bed, it was almost noon.

Opening the curtains, the sunlight outside the window was just right. She picked up her mobile phone, opened it, and logged in to the forum of the Unknown Island.

Only one message pops up.

Su Huiqing pursed her lips slightly, Chiyue still knew her, he did not tell her news.

Click on the message, and only one sentence is displayed on it—on the unknown island, waiting for my king to return.

Chi Yue didn't ask any other words, still adhering to his tacit understanding, only responded to such a sentence.

The honour who doesn't know her name calls her Sus, and those who know her name will only shout Miss Su respectfully.

My king...

These are the only people who are truly anonymous.

Only those who really believe in that person will call it my king.

If she turns to the forum again at this time, she will see that there is another line under the oath of faith—

[I don’t know if you have a faith called my king. 】

This was added by Chiyue.

Su tilted his hand back, covering his eyes, and also concealed his expression.

Hold the other hand down on your side and hold it tightly.

Full of greenness.

Not yet. Her identity, those who are hidden in the dark, and even her skills when not in the peak period are all problems.

When she opened the door again, her expression and attitude were the same as before, holding the phone in one hand and holding a bottle of milk in her mouth.

His eyes were slightly drooping, and he walked slowly downstairs.

"Miss, is this just yours?" Uncle Chen came over from the other side, clutching a white mass in his hand.

Su leaned back and squinted to look over there, a white fox.

Being held by Chen Shu, his eyes were staring at her.

His gaze paused on Chen Shu.

This fox was picked up by her at the base. Even if it looks weak, Su Huiqin will not underestimate it.

Uncle Chen could grab it with such bare hands.

Su Huiqing finished drinking the last sip of milk and concealed her deep meaning. She squeezed the milk bottle and threw it into the trash bin not far away. "It's mine, Emperor Su, hurry, say hello to Uncle Chen ."

So far, Emperor Su had his own name for the first time.

She reached out, patted Su's head, and smiled.

Downstairs, Su Ruohua and Su Lun were both there. It was Shen Zhixing sitting opposite them.

"Sign it." Su Ruohua pushed the divorce agreement to Shen Zhixing, with her lawyer standing behind her.

Shen Zhixing took over the divorce agreement, did not hesitate at all, directly took the pen on hand, fearing that Su Ruohua would return and sign his name.

He has thoroughly understood the situation in the past few days.

In his previous identity, he simply did not understand what the situation is at the International Center.

It's different now. He knows that the International Center is the goal pursued by all ordinary people for life. As for the Su family, it seems that it is a famous family in Qingshi, with the help of the Chu family, but in fact, it can't communicate with the International Center at all. On a par!

But Shen An'an is different. She has Karl, the most talented economist in the International Center, as a teacher.

Finished signing your name.

Shen Zhixing threw away the pen, and Yu Guang in the corner of his eyes saw Su Huiqing coming downstairs with one hand, his face mocked, "Su Ruohua, you will definitely regret your move today, you really thought Your family will be able to make a comeback by guarding the waste of Su Huiteng..."

"So what?" Su Huiqing held his collar in one hand and threw the phone on the table with one hand.

Some people take others but never admit it.

I never remember who helped him when he was down.

In the end, it was disgusting.

People are always so ungrateful.

You don't have to understand why he did this, because you never know what these people are thinking.

For such a person, you do not need to respect him.

Because it's not worth it.

boom!

Su Huiqing directly threw the person out of the door with a divorce agreement.

In the sun, she put her hands in her pockets and held her hands behind her. Her dark eyes narrowed slightly, and her eyes were so cold and cold.

She turned her head slightly and said calmly to the guard next to her: "Don't put people in the Shen family in the future to disgust my mother and grandpa."

Shen Zhixing was thrown to the ground and did not react for a long time.

From this angle, he could see the cold evil in Su Hui's tilted eyes. He couldn't help but shivered, and he didn't dare to say a word for a while.

It wasn't until Su Huiqin returned to the house that he would climb up and scold, "Su Huiqin, you will definitely be kneeling and begging me in the future!"

With that said, he took out his mobile phone and made a call to Shen Anan.

"An An, does Mr. Carl have any new instructions?"

Shen An'an was relieved when she heard that Shen Zhixing had successfully signed a divorce agreement, and then said, "Dad, this Su Huiteng is not annoying now. Last time in the cafeteria, you also said by name that you were ungrateful, and you still have to My mother received a certificate. At this time, it broke out that you were divorced from Su's. Public opinion may be unfavorable to us. Zhang can't make a mistake now."

"If this is the case, you can rest assured," Shen Zhixing got into the car, and when he left, he glanced at Su Zhai with a shadow. "The Su family still has the handle in my hand. Su Lun never dare to say anything..."

Su family.

"Shen Zhixing seems to have changed a lot?" Su Lun knocked on the table, his brow slightly twisted.

Su Ruohua narrowed her eyes slightly, "I heard that it seems that there is a big man behind Zhang's, or Master Shen An'an."

Otherwise, with Shen Zhixing's character, he certainly wouldn't challenge them like this.

Sulun sighed.

Su Huiqian, who had just entered the door, heard a word from the two and stepped in.

Then I walked in front of the two people, stretched my hands to support the table, and leaned over, a pair of extremely powerful black eyes staring at them, "Mom, grandpa, do you remember what I said? One day, I will let Su To the International Center."

Eyebrows are the kind of delicate and extreme Qingjun.

There seemed to be a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, and she seemed to have the coldness she was accustomed to.

After she finished speaking, she picked up her phone and walked out.

One day, I will let Sujia stand at the International Center.

Very calm words.

If you are not a particularly confident person, you can't tell the momentum.

Su Lun still had a tea cup in his hand. He looked at the slender figure. It was always such a faint word that it was easy to make a ripple in his heart.

"Qing, why are you..."

The phone shook, and Su tilted his head down, a message from Chu Xuning, a very respectful sentence-[Miss Su, where have you been? 】

Probably no one in Qingshi thought of it.

The existence of a Qingshi Tu emperor turned out to have such respect for a high school girl.

She responded with two words at ease, then tucked the phone back in her pocket.

"Don't you ask me why?" She turned sideways and looked at Su Lun, Qing Jun's eyebrows were very delicate. "Grandpa, have you heard a word?"

"What?" Sulen froze.

Su Hui tilted her body and continued to walk towards the door. She reached over her eyebrows and chuckled.

After a while.

The cold voice came from outside the door, one word at a time, shocking people.

"Someday the tiger will return to the mountain, and half of the sky will be stained with blood."

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"Someday the tiger will return to the mountain, and half of the sky will be stained with blood."

Explain that this sentence spent a lot of time looking for nowhere.

Later, I only found an inscription on the painting of an ancient landscape painter who did not leave a signature, as if there was no name.

I can't comment on the source. This big flower is also very helpless. I really can't find it. If anyone finds it, remember to tell Huahua, why not!

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