The Su family is in a flash of lights, and the Su family is writing invitations for themselves. According to family habits, the corresponding invitations will be written by the corresponding senior members at home.

Of course, you have to choose the words and write well, and have a relatively heavy family status.

Just go there.

Overall, it is the old man of the Su family, and the downward part is Su Wanmo and his daughter.

These three generations have always been the main ghostwriters.

Su Yanqing could only serve Su Wanmo tea and water.

At this time, he was bringing a cup of tea when he saw Su Wanmo writing a post with a brush. While reading, he sighed that his sister's handwriting was so good, but after reading these posts, "Is it almost done, how many are left?"

"It's almost done." Su Wanmo picked up his pen and wrote, not looking at him.

"Hey, Wen Xi? I have heard of this woman. She has done a great job recently. Unlike other news media, she has a good vision and has created a themed program that promotes the ancient style. The response is very good. The national CCTV has cooperated with her, and my grandfather likes to watch it."

The ability to be recognized by his grandfather's generation shows the level of this program.

The starting point was high, and the sky was rising straight. Su Yanqing described Wen Xi like this, but he soon saw Su Wanmo take out his last post.

It seemed that he was silent for a while before he wrote about Qin Yu.

"Qin Yu~ It seems that there is no news about her recently. Why did my sister invite her? But is there any contact?" Su Yanqingzheng asked casually by playing with an apple.

Contact? Su Wanmo glanced at the phone placed on his left, which contained Qin Yu's number, but they had no contact.

“It’s coming soon.”

Su Yanqing was surprised. What this said meant was that there would be a connection soon, or would there be news about Qin Yu soon?

Su Wanmo had a premonition that Qin Yu would do something, but he didn't expect that some things would come faster.

——The evil candidates taken away by the special department were all assassinated.

No one left, no trace is given.

The face of the entire department was wiped out, and many powerful people who rely on special departments to protect, or who feel that the power structure of City B is enough to withstand any extreme harm in the world have a chill on their backs.

What exactly happened?

It feels like dreaming.

Such movement also fell into Su Yong's ears. Although he was over 70 years old, his thinking was still very agile. When he was drinking tea with Su Wanmo, he asked her: "Have the post been written?"

"Well, grandpa, do you have any friends that need to be added?"

"No, I just want to ask if you know what happened to the special department recently."

Su Wanmosu carried the teapot in his hand, placed it on a small stove and burned it, putting down the sticky vermicelli twisted with his fingertips.

"I heard that there are not many people coming."

"They should come to you for help."

"Grandpa hopes I will take action?"

Su Yong pondered for a moment and said, "The righteousness of the country is at stake. It is impossible to take action when it is time to take action."

It means no restrictions?

"If it's someone from abroad," Su Wanmo turned the teacup and asked.

Su Yong's eyes showed a deep meaning, "Why should people from abroad kill our tribe members?

Oh, she forgot that her grandfather was a young military man. When she was fighting, she almost killed the enemy prisoners of war who had abused and occupied by military law because she did not want to abide by the "peace" code.

At the core, they are wild and domineering.

"I understand, grandpa, don't worry." Su Wanmo seemed well-behaved, but Su Yong smiled.

"You asked me, but you actually had an idea in your heart."

Su Wanmo did not deny it. Seeing that the tea in his cup was empty, he took the initiative to refill the tea for him, but just one-third of it was poured.

"You can choose? Although grandpa hopes you get married soon, you still have to like it yourself."

This was abrupt, and Su Ranmo was not in a hurry to answer.

After a moment of silence, Su Yong looked at Su Wanmo, "After all, grandpa is a little greedy. He hopes that the family will be healthy and inherited, and hopes that you will be happy for the rest of your life."

Su Wanmo paused his fingers and continued to fall, "I will not get the greatest joy and achievements of my life from marriage. I think most people in this world are like this, and people who are too greedy are often in dilemma and even more lost."

She did not pretend to be happy or comforted, and spread the matter out of it, and did not say whether she liked Qin Ling. She made a normal statement, but instead made Su Yong doubt him.

He survived on the battlefield and had seen too many excellent national figures who work hard and make progress for the country, nation, and career, sacrifice their lives and die. In fact, very few people really regard marriage as what they want in life.

He has seen many men and women, and he has seen them die, and his life is more dead.

So from his perspective, marriage is necessary, inheriting blood and having successors, but a strong and accomplished person should not place his whole body and mind on marriage.

He couldn't stand such men and admired women who could jump out of the box.

Of course, we cannot take into account both life and career. Those who are determined to be in love with love and love, and those who are moral models with etiquette and dogma are mostly mediocre people in this world.

"It's good that you can think like this." Su Yong's face was gentle and his eyes were relieved, as if nothing else was there.

Grandpa knows it?

If he knew why he had such an attitude today, if he didn't know why he suddenly started paying attention to this matter, he should also know that she is not an ordinary person and has a very good physique. If he really wants to have children, it would be okay to delay for another twenty or thirty years.

Just because I am worried that I will know my destiny?

Or maybe someone deliberately reminded him.

Su Wanmo smiled faintly, but knew that his fingertips were very cold.

Because she noticed that she had just deliberately failed to make tea of ​​the same level as before, but her grandfather did not drink it, it means that he was also uneasy.

Not as wide and calm as it seems.

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The post was written by Su Wanmo, but it could not be given to her. It was sent to different guests, different people, and elders, but it could not be given to Su's father's generation, but it could not be the next head of the family, Su's father, or uncles, or the uncles and others. Further down, it was Su Wanmo and his generation, not Su Wanmo, but her cousins ​​and sisters.

"Can't I let me go and send it?"

Su Yanqing said indifferently, and Dean Mei touched his forehead, "You are the only one? I don't know how many people I offend when I am arrogant and domineering. If you go to send a post, I'm afraid you have to bring hatred home."

"Mom, you underestimate me so much. I have many friends, and many of them are on the list of sisters' invitations~~" He said, but the stack of posts floated over. After seeing the pictures above were taken away by my cousin, his eyes flashed slightly.

"Qin Yu? Aunt, what is Qin Yu on this post?"

My cousin Su Zijing knows many people in this big circle and has heard of Qin Yu quite well, but it is limited to the Olympics, and I haven't heard much about the rest.

It is not enough to attend this birthday party unless she is an old friend of her family.

For example ~ ·

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