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Chapter 4621

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Huo Mien got off work at the same time as usual. While he was on the bus, he kept checking his phone.

There was still no contact from Su Yu …

He was a little disappointed …

It seemed that these rich kids were indeed unreliable.

It had only been a short while … and he was already tired of the old after kissing her.

Besides, she knew her own limits. With such a plain face, she shouldn't even think about seducing a wealthy man.

Huo Mien laughed at himself and leaned against the window of the bus, feeling a little melancholy.

When he got home, Zhixin was already back.

He was busy in the kitchen with his mother.

"Sis, you're back?"

"Yeah."

"Mom made cornmeal noodles today … It's stewed with shredded potatoes and celery. Is it appetizing?" Zhixin smiled mysteriously.

"Yeah, I haven't eaten it in a long time. I'll change into my home clothes first and come help you guys later."

Huo Mien walked back to his room listlessly.

"What's wrong with my sister … She doesn't seem to be in a good mood."

Zhixin asked his mother in a low voice.

"Your family must be tired recently. Day and night shifts. I'm confused …" Yang Meirong looked at her daughter's expression and guessed that it was because of work pressure.

The family was busy. Just as they were about to eat, they suddenly heard someone knocking on the door.

Because it was summer, the family had a wooden square table under a big tree in the yard. However, it was quite old, and the stools were still old-fashioned benches.

Hearing the knock, Zhixin quickly got up to open the door.

When he opened the door, he was a little dumbfounded because he didn't know any of these people.

"Excuse me, is Mian home?" Su Yu asked first.

"Yes, she is. Come in."

Zhixin opened the door and let the guests in.

Huo Mien turned his head. When he saw Su Yu, his heart almost stopped.

The problem was that Su Yu didn't come alone. There were three older people behind him.

He knew Lady Su because he had seen her a few times at South Side Recuperation Center.

So, Su Yu brought his family here?

At the thought of this, Huo Mien felt extremely nervous … and even a little helpless.

Yang Meirong stood up and looked at these strangers. She didn't know what to say.

Su Yu introduced himself in a flattering manner.

"Hello, Auntie Yang, my name is Su Yu … I'm Mian's …"

Su Yu glanced at Huo Mien and continued, "I'm Mian's boyfriend. I brought my family here today … to discuss our marriage."

"Ah …" Yang Meirong felt like her brain was about to short-circuit. She couldn't react in time.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem …" Zhixin coughed violently, wondering what was going on.

She remembered that her sister had just broken up with Ning Zhiyuan not too long ago. How could she secretly have another boyfriend?

And looking at the way this family was dressed, they seemed to be quite rich …

Wait, what did this little brother just say? His name is Su Yu?

That Su Yu … Could he be … the big boss of Imperial Star Group?

Zhixin suddenly felt that his brain capacity wasn't enough …

"Sis, what's going on?" Zhixin asked Huo Mien in a low voice.

"How would I know?" Huo Mien was also confused.

"Since you're here, if you don't mind, let's have dinner together … But there's nothing good at home, and I didn't prepare anything in a hurry."

Yang Meirong was a good person, but she felt that tonight's simple meal wasn't very good for guests.

"Mom, I'll go out to the restaurant and get some takeout," Zhixin said.

"Okay."

Yang Meirong took out 200 yuan from her pocket and handed it to Zhixin.

"Auntie, it's okay. We like corn noodles … Can we sit down and eat together?" Su Yu looked at the food on the table.

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