Shangguan Qianyu sideways and avoids it, saying, "Uncle, I have asked someone to prepare the porridge, so I'll bring it up."

After he went out, Su Jueping looked at the silver-faced man. Because the mask covered his face, Su Jueping could only see a pair of eyes, and those eyes were full of concern.

He said, "Brother, Duo Meng is rescued. Su Jueping is afraid he will not be able to repay him?"

The silver-faced man whispered: "I and Zixian Ling and I are friends of life and death, and I am like sisters. I don't have to be polite uncle!"

Su Jueping was stunned, like a sister? The one in front of him was actually a woman. After fully understanding her words, a look of joy appeared in his eyes and he said excitedly: "Xian'er, Xian'er is still alive?"

The silver-faced man nodded and said, "She is very good now. I will make arrangements. After a while, let her meet you!"

A trace of tears appeared in Su Jueping's eyes, and he bowed and said, "Thank you, thank you!"

The silver-faced man stepped forward without receiving his respect and said, "You are the father of Zixian and are an elder to me. You don't have to be so polite. You should take good care of your health. With us here, you will not hurt you anymore."

Su Jueping closed his eyes, his thin face felt sad. For ten years, he had lived a dark day and day in ten years, but that was nothing. The most miserable thing was that watching his relatives die in front of him but were powerless, unable to save them, and unable to take revenge, that was what made him even more painful.

The silver-faced man seemed to feel his grief and anger. She couldn't help but stretch out her hand to cover Su Jueping's hand, and whispered but firmly: "Uncle, I will avenge you one by one!"

The word "uncle" made Su Jueping stunned. Yan Qingrui suddenly reacted. She was called uncle just now. At this moment, she couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when she saw Su Jueping's doubts. She was not right to explain, nor was she not right to explain.

It would be a bad idea if she showed her identity. She was like this now and had no intention of revealing her true identity. At least she could not let Shangguan Qianyu know that she was pregnant and that the child was his flesh and blood.

When he drank the oxid soup, he saw it with his own eyes and did not have any doubts.

But in the situation in the Shadow Valley, the future of the child is unknown after he is born. In addition, the distance between him and Shangguan Qianyu is not far away, nor is it close. If he knows that the child exists, it will tie her and him together.

She doesn't like this feeling.

Love or not, being together or not, should be a matter between two people.

It shouldn't be because of the child's accommodation.

Before she could figure out whether she would accept Shangguan Qianyu, she would not let him know about the existence of this child.

If you don't indicate your identity, you can't call it any word "uncle". Shangguan Qianyu said that he was her husband, but since she could not indicate her identity, she could not say that he was following Shangguan Qianyu? Then, why didn't Su Jueping treat her as a little-san who stole her niece's son-in-law?

The atmosphere became strange for a moment.

At this time, Shangguan Qianyu happened to come over. He personally carried the tray with a bowl of porridge inside.

Seeing that the atmosphere here was a little weird, he said, "What are you talking about?"

The silver-faced man stood up, walked to the side with his hands behind his back, gave up the position in front of the bed, and said, "Nothing!"
Chapter completed!