The Blackened Male God Always Wants To Set A Routine For Me

I ordered a cup of coffee and it looked like I was waiting for someone.

While waiting, I sent Su Zheng a message.

“Appeared in a star map cafe? ”

“Yes, Yin Xingyue, that Mrs. Chen, came here to talk about the painting show. ”

Su Yan looked at the message from Su Qiu.

Put the phone in the bag.

Just sit there and wait.

Keep your head down and have a cup of coffee.

I saw a woman sitting across from Su Yan.

When she looked up, she saw the woman wearing makeup, wearing a mask, and watching Su Smoke's eyes filled with hostility.

Su Yan looked at her for a while.

That woman didn't talk.

Su Yan continued to drink his own coffee.

It's as if the other person doesn't exist.

Until it snaps.

The woman was furious and slapped on the table.

“Su Yan! You give me back my son!! ”

Speeches go down, people around frequently look past.

That angry voice is out of line with this quiet place.

Su Yan is confused

“Your son?”

Women took off their masks.

Word for word.

“My son, Su Qiu. ”

Su Yan had not yet recognized who was coming from across the street.

Just thought she looked familiar.

Seriously.

“Su Qiu once said that those who had blood ties to him were dead. ”

The king is the king.

One is inherited from its own veins.

The other one.

All members of the same family are dead.

Naturally, he can only be king.

That's their rule.

The voice dropped.

The man was directly angry.

Serve the coffee and pour the cigarette.

Just, unfortunately.

Coffee didn't come up.

Su Smoke reached out his finger and held the edge of the coffee cup, slowly

“This is my coffee, if you want, you can get it from the waiter. ”

Su Smoke looks so tired.

Su Shui had used both hands and was stunned that the coffee had not been moved at all.

Su Shui was so angry, he slowed up.

“You robbed my son, you robbed my name, you robbed my husband, you shameless fox elf!! ”

Originally, Su Yan just thought this person was familiar.

But it's too late to think about who this person really is.

Until I heard her say it.

Look at this face again.

It was... it was her.

Song Yu-jing's wife, should have died in a car accident.

Su Smoke winks

“You're alive? ”

Su Shui is cold

“You're alive, why can't I live?! ”

After that, Su Shui laughed.

She sat back in her seat.

“Remember? You know who I am? You shamelessly robbed my son, a good girl, why don't you light your face? ”

Su Shui's words are more poisonous than one sentence.

Stay high.

Awesome.

Su smoked a sip of coffee.

Keep your head down. Slow down.

“You're the after-effect of a car crash, don't you remember? ”

“What's it to you?! ”

Su Yan is serious

“If you had memories, you wouldn't be here to question me. ”

“What do you mean? ”

“You have never given birth, no pregnancy marks on your stomach, no pregnancy marks on your face. Where'd you get that, son? ”

Su Shui is angry

“Bullshit!! Su Zheng is my son! ”

“Su Qiu is 12 this year, you are 25 this year. According to time, you need to be pregnant when you are 12 years old. Thirteen years old to give birth to raise him to this age. ”

Su Yan said it seriously.

Su Shui shrugged.

She was in the hospital all the time, only to see the kids.

Not even a few words.

So much so that it was not known that the children were adopted.

Upon hearing Su Yan, Su Shui suddenly collapsed after losing his memory.

Son is not her son?