After the Naïve Airhead Transmigrates into a Vicious Supporting Character

Su He wakes up to find himself inside a novel—specifically, as the fake young master of a wealthy family, and even worse, the cannon-fodder villainous side character in a melodramatic business war p...

Chapter 30

Chapter 30

That was Su He's handwriting, there was no mistake about it, Sheng Jinyu recognized it.

After he discovered Su He's notebook, he made an excuse to ask him to show it to him again, in order to see if he would update the simple drawing of the little goldfish. Sure enough, the small water tank on the paper turned into a big fish tank.

Sheng Jinyu even asked Su He why he occasionally wore glasses. Su He asked him in return if he was ugly.

He once answered against his will that yes, it was ugly, and Su He explained somewhat embarrassedly that it was due to a congenital eye disease that he could not look at electronic devices for a long time.

So Su He developed the habit of writing things by hand, and Sheng Jinyu was also aware of this.

He would always accidentally find a sticky note in a corner of his home, reminding him that something was about to expire and needed to be used up quickly, or to label things that were easy to confuse.

He was already very familiar with the handwriting, but the contents of the paper were...

An unsigned, unfinished love letter signed "To Mr. S"? More precisely, it's a letter expressing admiration without any intention of confessing it.

Does Su He have someone he likes?

Didn't he just break up? He's been with me all this time, and he hasn't had much chance to interact with other people...

Who will he like?

A series of questions popped up one after another, playing around in Sheng Jinyu's mind. He didn't realize that he seemed to be getting more and more excited the more he thought about it.

Just then, there was a click and the bathroom door was pushed open.

Su He wiped his face clean and walked out. He was stunned when he saw Sheng Jinyu. He didn't expect that Sheng Jinyu hadn't left yet. However, the next second he found that the thing in Sheng Jinyu's hand seemed to be...

His cheeks turned red instantly, and all the blood in his body rushed to his head. Damn it, how could he have seen that thing!

When Su He thought about the disgusting content written on the paper, he felt terrible. The embarrassment was almost like someone reading his diary. It was really too embarrassing!!!

"That!" Su He ran over in three or two steps and stopped the car in front of Sheng Jinyu.

"You... didn't leave." After holding it in for a long time, Su He asked without any context, feeling that nothing he said now could ease the awkward atmosphere.

Sheng Jinyu looked at Su He's rosy cheeks and ears. The hair on her forehead was covered with water droplets, hanging there about to fall off. She lowered her brows and stared at the floor shyly and timidly.

He first distanced himself from the matter: "I didn't mean to pry into your privacy. It just happened to fall on the ground and I picked it up."

"Well, thank you."

Su He thought this meant that he hadn't read the contents, and he suddenly felt relieved. He raised his hand to take the letter, but Sheng Jinyu didn't show any intention of giving it to him. He asked indifferently, "So, Mr. S, who is it?"

His tone didn't sound like a question, but rather like he was asking deliberately after guessing the answer. Mr. "S" and Mr. "Sheng" were so similar that anyone would have such an association.

And he had just said that, Su He suddenly realized that Sheng Jin and this were a misunderstanding!

He quickly explained: "No, no! It's not written for you!"

As soon as these words came out, Sheng Jinyu's face subconsciously darkened. This was a bit unusual. Normally, he was a person who was very afraid of trouble. If he had an emotional entanglement with someone of Su He's status, it would be a very troublesome thing.

But he was still subconsciously annoyed, as if he would not be happy no matter who it was written to.

Su He was so anxious to explain that he looked a little flustered. His hands were waving back and forth, and the panic in his eyes was very obvious. He was afraid of being accused of this crime. But in the eyes of Sheng Jinyu, who had already had doubts in his heart, it seemed like a sign of guilt.

Sheng Jinyu paused and looked into Su He's eyes as if interrogating him.

Su He rarely lies, and most of the time he is overly honest, so his hurried explanation this time was suspicious no matter how you look at it.

"Who is it written for? The one you want to love?" Sheng Jinyu gave him a chance to explain, but his tone was not very good, as if it contained a threat.

"Well, it's not written to anyone else." Su He explained haltingly, feeling tormented in his heart. He felt that even if he told the truth now, Sheng Jinyu would not reply.

It's like digging a hole and burying yourself...

Su He hoped that Sheng Jinyu could let the matter go. After all, he was not a gossipy person, but unfortunately, Sheng Jinyu seemed to be particularly gossipy about his affairs.

Sheng Jinyu said slowly, "Why are you so nervous? I'm not interrogating you. If Assistant Su really has a crush on someone, maybe I can help you connect them."

"Although I don't have the ability to influence a person's heart, in Guangzhou, I still have the honor of having someone treat me to a meal."

Su He inexplicably heard some sarcastic undertones in Sheng Jin's lukewarm tone, so he had to tell the truth: "Listen to my explanation, actually... I am a writer." Su He widened his eyes and said sincerely.

"ha?"

Sheng Jinyu burst out laughing.

"This is indeed the manuscript I wrote for the publishing house. Really, you have to believe me. Although I... have someone I like, it has nothing to do with him. I didn't lie to you." Su He said excitedly, holding his arm.

"Okay, I got it." Sheng Jinyu said.

After all, he could come up with such an outrageous excuse, and if he continued to ask, he wouldn't tell the truth. Sheng Jin stopped forcing him and was about to leave when he heard Su He calling him and asked cautiously, "Can you give it back to me?"

He looked at the thing in his hand, handed it over as if it were a hot potato, and walked out of the guest bedroom without looking back.

Su He finally breathed a sigh of relief. It was a close call. He would never leave the manuscript lying around again.

The sea was pitch black in the early morning, and the sound of waves could be faintly heard in the house through the half-open window. The cruise ship sailed out of the Eastern Time Zone 8, which was several hours behind Guangzhou.

Sheng Jinyu had just finished a long-distance call, arranging a work handover with his subordinates who were far away in the Sheng family. After arranging things over there, Sheng Jinyu threw his phone on the table.

He took a cigarette out of the box, lit it, held it between his fingertips, and leaned against the windowsill to enjoy the fresh air.

With his cigarette half-burned, he picked up his phone again and opened the photo album. The most recent photo was a piece of letter paper.

Sheng Jinyu was too lazy to think about why he took the picture. Now that everything was quiet, he stared at the photo in a daze. If this letter was really written to him, then all the abnormalities in Su He's past seemed to have a reason.

This person worked hard and was cautious in everything. This person gave up the benefits that should have been within his grasp and took greater risks to negotiate cooperation with him for a win-win situation. He also hid all the honors he had lost in a corner of the house, and was even willing to give his life to save him.

If there were any unexpected factors that caused the "Su He" he knew to become what he is now, this reason would be the most appropriate.

Scarlet light flickered at the fingertips, and the ashes were blown into the air by the wind. Sheng Jinyu tilted his head to look next door. The windows there were closed and no light could be seen from inside.

It was not until the cigarette was almost completely burned out that Sheng Jinyu felt the slightly hot touch on his fingertips and came to his senses.

Why does he think about all these things?

Whether Su He loves or hates him, or whether he likes or admires others, it has nothing to do with him.

Sheng Jinyu put out his cigarette and went back to the bedroom.

The next morning, the cruise ship briefly docked for a rest and replenishment. There was a lot of noise on the shore. Su He forgot to close the window because he had let in some air last night, and was woken up by the noise. He reached for his phone on the bedside table and saw that it was only about six or seven o'clock.

He wanted to catch up on some sleep, but Assistant Fang called him urgently, saying that there was an urgent business matter at their company and they had to hold a video conference to discuss and decide with Sheng Jin. However, he was not awake yet and his phone was on silent mode.

Assistant Fang was reluctant to knock on the door early in the morning, fearing that his career would be in jeopardy, so he asked Su He to do it. It was really a very pleasing idea.

Su He hurriedly washed his face and brushed his teeth without changing his pajamas, and went to Sheng Jinyu's room and knocked on the door. He knocked for two minutes, but there was no sound from inside, not a single movement.

This was the second time he came to Sheng Jinyu's house to wake him up. Su He was much more confident than the first time. He knew that Sheng Jinyu had the habit of sleeping in pajamas, so he wouldn't see anything he shouldn't see if he went in now.

So Su He pushed the door open and walked in, pulled open the curtains, found clothes in the closet and hung them up, then went to the bathroom to prepare toiletries. During this set of operations, he deliberately made some noises, which was enough to wake up a person who was not sleeping deeply.

The person on the bed hadn't opened his eyes yet, and his grumpiness had already set in. A hoarse voice, still not awake, spoke impatiently, "What are you doing?"

"There's a video conference in ten minutes. It's urgent, so you might not have time to eat. Assistant Fang will prepare everything for you. By the time you finish, breakfast will probably be delivered to the restaurant."

Su He gave a brief and concise explanation and continued with his orderly preparations, ironing the shirt that had some wrinkles due to improper transportation.

Sheng Jinyu washed his face, and his sleepiness was half gone. He came out of the bathroom with his pajamas unbuttoned. Su He came up to him with a ringing cell phone and handed it to him. He took the shirt he took off and helped him put on the ironed shirt. He skillfully buttoned his shirt while Sheng Jin was talking on the phone with Assistant Fang.

This was really too natural, as natural as if the two people had lived together for more than ten years.

As the slender white fingers moved around his body, Sheng Jinyu suddenly lost his focus. It was not like Su He had not helped him put on clothes before, but he had never had such a similar feeling.

Is it just because of that love letter?

Sheng Jinyu looked at the man in pajamas in front of him. He had obviously just woken up, but everything had been arranged for him in an orderly manner. He suddenly began to think about questions he had never thought about before.

Since when did Su He begin to permeate every aspect of his life?

Why is he always able to do these things so well? Why is he willing to do them?

When he discussed this issue with Yan Yichen, he had said that cooperation must be profitable, and Su He must be trying to gain something from him by cooperating with him. Now, this issue may have become clear. Could it be that Su He is trying to gain something from him...

Is he really his?

"Young Master? Are you listening?" Assistant Fang's voice came from the receiver. Sheng Jinyu suddenly came back to his senses, his heart felt slightly hot, and he was filled with a restlessness that needed to be restrained.

He needed to stay away from the source of his restlessness. He waved Su He's hand away and walked out with a stern face: "Go on."

Su He chased him out and called out to him anxiously: "Wait a moment."

Sheng Jinyu turned around impatiently, with a dark cloud between his brows. Before he could say anything, he saw Su He took a small spray bottle and sprayed it on his head twice, and then used a comb to comb the strand of hair on the back of his head into order.

Su He smiled with satisfaction and said, "That's enough."

Sheng Jinyu was slightly stunned, then walked out quickly.