Chapter 77: 78

 

Diagonally opposite the study was the master bedroom. Su Chi was fondling the cover when a voice suddenly rang out from the doorway, “Eldest?”

Su Chi turned his head and saw Yu Xinyan standing in the doorway. She looked at the household register in his hand and asked, “What are you doing?”

His hand paused, “Nothing, I’m just doing a little confirmation.”

Yu Xinyan speculated, “Are you confirming that you are still on this?”

Su Chi: “…”

He put the register back in place and said calmly, “I’m not confirming myself.”

“Huh?” Yu Xinyan was confused for a moment, and Su Chi walked out of the study in the gap when she was lost.

With a click, the study door was gently closed, and Su Chi walked down the stairs. His back was straight and he was back to his calm self.

Yu Xinyan looked at him for a few seconds before returning to the bedroom. Su Jitong was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed as he read a magazine. He looked up from the magazine and saw his wife lost in thought.

“What’s wrong, madam? Are you thinking about a hug?”

“Jitong, don’t be so greasy when you are already middle-aged.” Yu Xinyan pushed his face away and said, “I just saw the eldest in the study.”

Su Jitong didn’t think much about it, his mind was only on hugging, “It’s fine if he’s there. There are so many company documents in that place, so he often goes there.”

“But he was looking at the household registration book, ah.”

Su Jitong instantly froze. He put the magazine away after a few seconds and got up. “Why was he looking at the household registration book?”

“He said it’s to confirm…eh, what are you doing, Jitong?”

Su Jitong directly opened the door and quickly walked to the study, “I also want to do a confirmation!”

Yu Xinyan hurriedly followed him, “What do you want to confirm?”

Su Jitong was at a loss for words at the question, so he simply pretended to be selectively deaf and walked straight to the bookcase in the corner. He leaned over to the same spot as his eldest son ten minutes ago.

He quickly fished out the household register and flipped through a few pages. He fumbled around in the bookcase again and fished out another household registration book from the bottom and opened it–it was Su Huanyi’s.

His heart dropped back in place and he let out a long breath: thankfully, they were still there.

Yu Xinyan stretched her neck from behind him to look, “You dug out two household books to confirm what? It’s not like anyone is going to register for marriage. ”

Su Jitong suddenly let out an angry roar, “He dares!”

Yu Xinyan: “…”

Yu Xinyan: “?”

Like a dormant rice bucket, Su Huanyi slept until dinner time.

The whole family was already in the dining hall by the time he came down from upstairs, and he noticed that something was wrong with the atmosphere as soon as he entered.

Especially with Su Jitong and Su Chi. One was depressed and the other was in high spirits.

Su Huanyi swept his eyes over their expressions and asked, “Big brother, did you bully dad?”

The fairness of his question was like a sensible parent bringing his *bear child to apologize to the suffering child.

***Chinese slang for a child who is spoilt and borderline feral.***

Everyone: “…”

Su Jitong’s anger was instantly extinguished; “It’s impossible.”

Su Huanyi soothed him, “It’s good that dad wasn’t bullied.”

Seeing that the role positioning was getting more and more deviated, Yu Xinyan interrupted this illogical farce with a timely voice, “Let’s eat.”

As Su Huanyi took his seat, the family also picked up their chopsticks and began to eat.

Su Yu blocked his eyes, ears, and heart, only leisurely picking out dishes for himself to eat and ignoring the undercurrents at the table.

Su Jianchen had a vague feeling that hidden messages were swimming in the air, but he was still looking for a way to join the group chat.

No one spoke for a while, and the only sound left was the crisp sound of chopsticks hitting porcelain plates.

Su Chi’s bowl was empty about halfway through the meal. He had never eaten more than 80% of his food for dinner, and he unprecedentedly got up and added more rice to his bowl, showing how light-hearted he was.

Su Huanyi looked at him and his heart sank: was it true that big brother’s Yang energy had been sucked dry and he was replenishing his strength?

Su Jitong’s gaze fell on the newly added bowl of rice. He cleared his throat unhappily and pointedly looked at his eldest son, who had an excellent appetite.

“I’ll go and lock the bookcase in the study later.” Who let you look pleased?

Su Chi chucked a piece of rib into his bowl without changing his expression.

Su Jitong frowned and increased the weight, “Then take the key and melt it down.”

Su Chi was still expressionless, even giving a piece of ribs to Su Huanyi, and the two began to wink and glance at each other across the table.

Su Jitong saw that his threats were ineffective and was about to say something else when his wife suddenly interrupted him.

“Jitong, I don’t understand this operation of yours.” Yu Xinyan looked at him as if he was demented, “So, will you call someone to pick the lock when you have to open the bookcase?”

Su Jitong: “…”

His pretentious attitude was finally suppressed under his wife’s palm.

After dinner, Su Chi dragged Su Huanyi upstairs, saying that he wanted to exercise to “digest”.

As soon as the bedroom door closed, Su Huanyi raised his hand against his big brother, who was about to kiss him, “No more kisses.”

“Why?” Su Chi held his wrist and lowered his head to kiss him. His eager and passionate look was completely different from his previous cold and arrogant attitude.

Su Huanyi was pinned against the door, and the bedroom door banged softly between the fierce kisses, a few intermittent gasps leaking through the shaking doorway.

Anyone passing by the door at the moment would be suspicious of what was going on inside.

“Big brother… we really shouldn’t kiss anymore.” Su Huanyi gasped out in between kisses, “I’m going to squeeze you dry!”

The shaking door suddenly went silent.

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Su Chi held on to his lips without letting go, his teeth holding the skin of Su Huanyi’s mouth, and his tone was slow, “Squeezed dry?”

Su Huanyi’s foggy mind instantly woke up and he hurried to find an excuse, “It’s a little joke, a little flirtation.”

He was answered with a sneer before his body went light. He was turned upside down and thrown onto the soft quilt!

A flood of kisses then fell, and Su Chi silently proved how “full” he was with his actions.

Just when things were about to get out of hand, Su Huanyi’s mobile phone suddenly rang.

The two stopped kissing, and Su Chi suppressed his emotions as he propped half of his body up. The tidy sheets had become a mess, and his gaze was deep. “Who would choose such a good time to call?”

Su Huanyi was lying back on the sheets and he fished his mobile phone to take a look. “You can always count on Zhou Qingcheng to calculate so well.”

“Hang up on him.”

“That’s what I thought too.”

The two hung up on Zhou Qingcheng and continued their previous actions. Not even a minute later, the phone rang again.

Su Chi, who was interrupted again, looked at the phone as if it came with a detachable function.

“I’d better take it.” Su Huanyi pushed Su Chi off on top of him and sat up, “Two calls in a row shows it might be a bit urgent.”

Su Chi sat up with a sullen face and waited with his arms folded in a “let me see how urgent” look.

Su Huanyi answered the phone against his big brother’s dissatisfied gaze and sincerely said the classic line without any threat.

“Zhou Qingcheng, you better have an emergency.”

Zhou Qingcheng, on the other end, choked before he could speak, “What are you doing?”

The gaze at his side grew even more unkind, and Su Huanyi hurriedly skipped the small talk to get to the point, “It doesn’t matter. What do you want from me?”

The subject was picked up again, and Zhou Qingcheng became furious, “You’re asking me! You’re already fired up? What are you doing at home if you don’t answer the phone, idly watching the flowers bloom in the front garden? ”

Su Huanyi’s heart skipped a beat. “What’s wrong?”

“You should know that there are never any secrets in our circle. You guys just left the party this afternoon, and rumors have already spread all over the place that you and your big brother… ”

Su Huanyi ended the sentence for him with, “I stepped on his foot while dancing.”

Zhou Qingcheng: “….”

Su Huanyi was furious, “Who spread the rumours? It’s nonsense! I just kicked his big toe. Where did I step on him?”

Zhou Qingcheng felt that he shouldn’t have been euphemistic, so he directly finished the second half of his sentence, “They say that you have developed a relationship that you shouldn’t have.”

Su Huanyi’s fury came to an abrupt halt, and he was instantly as quiet as a quail.

Shit! He’d come out of the lounge twenty minutes later. How had they been able to tell?

A hand gently squeezed the back of his neck. Su Chi didn’t use a lot of strength, and it was comforting.

Zhou Qingcheng’s rant on the phone didn’t stop, and it was accompanied by a thumping sound in the background as if he was jumping in anger.

He was well informed and he analyzed with Su Huanyi, “I think most of them don’t believe it, but your family has always enjoyed a good reputation and a superb status, so those people are deliberately using the opportunity to suppress you.”

Su Huanyi turned his head to look at Su Chi and then received an affirmative look.

He immediately echoed on the phone, “People’s hearts are sinister!”

The thumps stopped for a moment, and Zhou Qingcheng felt deeply tired. “This is fucking targeting you! What’s the point of having righteous indignation when you see injustice? ”

Su Huanyi automatically ignored the first half of the sentence and shyly enjoyed the second half of the praise, “I’m not as good as you say.”

Other people’s family matters were settled, and Zhou Qingcheng felt that he had said all that he needed–

Whether his pigeon and his big pigeon were going to fly together, or whether they were going to fly separately in the face of great adversity, was their own choice.

He sighed, “Alas, you figure it out soon.”

The phone hung up and a moment of silence fell over the room.

Su Huanyi sat on the edge of the bed and slowly digested the amount of information he had just received. He wasn’t that naive, and he understood what Zhou Qingcheng was trying to say. It was just that the situation had become more complicated than he thought.

His fingers were suddenly rubbed softly by rough fingers. Su Chi looked down at the fair and slender fingers and said, “You’ve heard it all. There might be business rivals taking the opportunity to suppress the Su Group. Do you feel regret or fear? ”

Su Huanyi’s fingers curled and clamped around the former’s rubbing fingers, squeezing them in return, “No…”

“Why?”

Su Huanyi could not think of a reason for a moment: He was probably prepared for this from the moment he decided to be with Su Chi.

“Because big brother is a talisman.”

Su Chi smiled and a gentle kiss landed on his forehead. “Then there won’t be any problem.”

Su Huanyi enjoyed the smooth bobo while still thinking of a few problems.

For example, Su Jitong and Yu Xinyan were big problems.

“Big brother, Dad wasn’t happy about us being together in the first place, and Mom hasn’t been cooked yet. If they were to know that the family business was being jointly suppressed because of us, wouldn’t they be more against us? ”

“They will not…” Su Chi looked unperturbed.

Su Huanyi had the feeling that he had more to say, and he stuck his head out to listen attentively.

Su Chi’s voice was unhurried, “Dad’s heat is not enough and he’s cooking too slowly.” It’s good that those people can come along as firewood to get the fire going. ”

His fingers crossed through Su Huanyi’s fingers. These were the hands that had always held the reins and stirred up the business world.

“Let’s take it as their congratulatory gift for our wedding.”

 

 

 

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