This is winter, but outside the big house of the Hua family, there is no feeling of winter. Under the transparent glass, all kinds of flowers bloom beautifully, and a flower called Mu Furong is the most prosperous.

The balcony on the first floor of the Hua family is usually used for afternoon tea, but one person will have breakfast near the Mu hibiscus flower every morning.

Whenever he sat nearby, the Hua family would not bother him, because they all know that this brother doesn't like to be interrupted by others in his private time.

The most rigorous and indifferent young master of the Chinese family, Hua Moyuan, is sitting in his position, slowly cutting the food in front of him. If a person passes by, he may sigh that he seems to be so serious about eating.

In fact, Hua Qihao has a pity. Although he is rich, he has only two daughters. Later, his daughter recruited a redundant son-in-law, but he gave birth to two granddaughters. Hua Moyuan is not the grandson of Hua Qihao, but the child of Hua Qihao's brother, who later passed on to Hua Qihao.

Although he is not a close grandson, Hua Qihao attaches great importance to Hua Moyuan, and basically leaves all the family affairs to him.

Hua Moyuan is already regarded as the most competitive successor of the Chinese Empire. However, he is also under great pressure. His own brothers often hate China Moyuan when they talk about inheritance, and always feel that Hua Moyuan has occupied his position.

Every family has its own helplessness. In fact, the Hua family is no exception.

Lu Qianqi and Hua Moyuan are not very familiar, but he also knows Hua Moyuan's habit. When he arrives outside the gate of the Hua family, he hears that Hua Moyuan is still eating, so he waits quietly outside, not in a hurry.

Suli looked at Lu Qianqi strangely. "Are you familiar with the Hua family, too?"

Lu Qianqi shook his head slightly. "I'm not too familiar, but I have business contacts. Junyuan foreign trade has cooperated with him before. We must respect the living habits of business partners enough to cooperate for a long time."

"Oh... So Hua Mo doesn't like to be disturbed by others?"

"That's not true." Lu Qianqi shook his head. "The young master of the Chinese family is rigorous in life, harsh in style, strict with others and more strict with himself. If there is an analogy, the eldest son of the Pei family is very similar to Hua Moyuan."

Talking about Pei Moxing, the eldest son of the Pei family, Su Li thinks of Gu bingyue in 49 cities. She doesn't know how her recent life is and whether her love is going well.

Just as you said and I said, a man in black hurried over, knocked on the window and whispered, "fourth master, my husband, please."

Lu Qianqi nods. Zou Jin opens the door and asks him and Su Li to come down. After that, Lu Qianqi holds Su Li's hand and they walk towards the Huajia mansion.

Hua Qihao and Lu Fujin are almost the same. Now they basically don't appear.

But what's better about the Chinese family than the Lu family is that the two granddaughters of the Chinese family, Hua Yingxue and Hua Yihan, although the former has the ability to be a businessman, but has no ambition. As for Hua Yihan, he is even more reluctant to participate in those business contacts. Therefore, basically, the chess board of the Chinese family is handed over to Hua Mo to take charge of the deployment.

Unlike the Lu family, the branches are staggered. Each layer has ambition, and each has its own small 99.

Entering the Hua family's house, Hua Moyuan was already waiting quietly in the study, and asked the servant to bring a pot of tea and burn it in a small red clay stove. The tea fragrance overflowed in the study.

As soon as Lu Qianqi sat down, Su Li heard a woman's gentle voice behind him, "Miss Su?"

Su Li turned back and saw Hua Yingxue standing behind. She was stunned and nodded, "yes, Miss Hua..."

Hua Yingxue looked at Hua Moyuan. "Brother, can I talk to Miss Su alone?"

Hua Moyuan's deep and indifferent eyes slipped on Su Li's face and agreed after a moment of silence.

Su Li followed Hua Yingxue and walked towards the garden in the backyard. Hua Yingxue was very beautiful. Her beauty was free from worldly customs. Her skin was crystal clear, but it was unhealthy pale.

While sitting in the garden with Hua Yingxue, the servant has also hurriedly brought up a pot of milk tea and poured it in two cups. Hua Yingxue's amber eyes coagulated on Su Li for a long time before he whispered, "so you're not his fiancee, are you..."

Su Li was stunned. Then she remembered that Hua Yingxue asked herself. It must be related to Gu Peishuang. She shook her head hurriedly, "you misunderstood. I'm really not Gu Peishuang's fiancee."

"Yes. After you left last time, Yihan told me that the fourth master had announced on the red carpet that you were his fiancee, how could you and Gu Peishuang..." before the words fell, a trace of sadness flashed in Hua Yingxue's eyes, "in fact, I just want to confirm, but I'm not qualified to pay attention to these things."

Su Li hesitated and couldn't hold back the question in her heart. "In fact, Miss Hua, I think if there is a misunderstanding, why don't you make it clear with Gu Peishuang. And why did you cheat him in those years? I think the most painful thing in Peishuang's heart is the deception in Birmingham in those years?"

Hua Yingxue shook her head flustered. "No, I really didn't cheat him. I love him so much that I don't want to cheat him at all."

Seeing Hua Yingxue's face, she looked almost desperate. Even if Lu Qianqi and Su Li mentioned it, don't care. Su Li couldn't help it. She put down her bone china cup and said softly, "if Miss Hua trusts me, you can tell me what happened that year."

"At that time... My name was Rong Xue. I didn't know I was a Chinese family. My mother took great pains to send me to England." Hua Yingxue hung her head, squeezed the cup in her thin hand, and said with red eyes: "I didn't know I was a Chinese family until my mother had something wrong... But I'd rather have my own name than Hua."

Hua Yingxue's words made Su Li understand.

When she was studying in Birmingham, England, Hua Yingxue didn't know she was a Chinese family, so she and Gu Peishuang said that her name was Rong Xue and she was very short of money. It was normal. But then why did she suddenly disappear on the day of giving birth to the child, and why didn't she contact Gu Peishuang for so many years?

Su Li asked this question. Hua Yingxue was silent for a long time. Finally, she gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. "This is my fault. Even if you say it, it can't be made up."

"With all due respect," Suli sighed, "are you unable to contact Gu Peishuang because of the Hua family? But I think... Although the Hua family is large enough, Gu family is not a small family. Why can't you face it well and let the mother and son separate for so long?"