The Full-level Boss Took the Sick and Weak Script

Su Nanzhi finished speaking and went home.

She's so sleepy and has to get up tonight to be a night owl.

While waiting for the car, Su Nanzhi felt that she needed to buy a car.

When I got home, I fell asleep.

No matter how chaotic the Su family is, it is not within her jurisdiction.

The old lady of the Su family was so angry that she had nothing to say, so she called her eldest son, "Su Sheng, I don't care what you do, stop Su Nanzhi's living expenses quickly, and eat from our Su family's Using our Su family's, she's doing the opposite."

"Mom—" the person in charge of the Su family opened his mouth, wanting to tell his mother that he has no right to take care of this matter.

The Su family is always beautiful in the eyes of outsiders, but they don't know that the person in charge of the Su family has not been able to completely control the entire Su family for so many years.

There are still people from Su Li in the Su Clan.

They didn't even know how much they remitted to Su Nanzhi every year.

Mrs. Su talked about her marriage with the Zhao family.

There is no room for redemption in this marriage.

Mrs. Su San called and asked to find out that it was the old man of the Zhao family who resigned personally, saying that he would not accept the second daughter of the Su family other than Su Nanzhi, and even clearly stated that the marriage was discussed with Su Li and his wife, not with the Su family. .

This obviously means that the Su family has no right to interfere.

Old lady Su was so angry that she smashed her phone.

"I knew she was a catastrophe," Mrs. Su was so angry that she couldn't choose what to say. "First she beat her brother, then her father, and her mother who is a bitch."

"Mom—" Su Sheng yelled more heavily this time, "Don't mention the past."

Mrs. Su poked the floor with her cane again, "Do you know if another family marries with the Zhao family, what would our Su family be?"

What kind of.

There is one less mutual support object, and one more competitor.

"I know all of this. I will tell Yueyue. She is in the same class as the young master of the Zhao family. Let's talk about it after the competition is over."

When the phone call finally ended, Mrs. Su's mood miraculously eased down again.

She was comforted by her son's words.

In other words, she believed that no one could resist the beauty and talent of the granddaughter she was extremely optimistic about.

No man would dislike a girl like that.

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Su Nanzhi woke up before midnight.

She didn't get enough sleep, so she was a bit sleepy.

She got up from the bed, put on her shoes, took her little mahogany and went out.

The east of the city is an area with a low level of development. There is a little-known small clinic here. Before Su Nanzhi arrived, the girl who gave birth to the child had already left.

The people in the small clinic took a black plastic bag, and I don't know what was in it, it was a small ball.

The plastic bag was put in the trash and he left.

Su Nanzhi went over to open the bag, squeezed the child's feet hard, cried "wow", she was still very weak, and stopped crying after two times.

Su Nanzhi wrapped the little guy up in the little red jacket she carried with her, then walked into the depths of the night with the bundle in her arms.

Su Nanzhi put the child at the gate of the orphanage, and fed him some milk on the way. She bought a can of milk powder from the supermarket and made a small bottle before coming over.

The child gained strength after eating, and cried out with a loud "ow".

Su Nanzhi saw someone coming out and carrying the child inside, and then left.

In the night, she saw on her life book that she had added another month of life.