The camera turned to Su Yuansheng's perspective.

Although Su Jianan knew that he was the son of housekeeper Qiao, he did not change his surname.

Su Huaiyi has been busy these days and has not had time to remove Su Jianan from the family tree.

Su Yuansheng was very calm when he heard the news. To him, it didn't matter what his surname was. What mattered was that his father and mother would change because of this and no longer think about harming others or daydreaming.

What he wanted was to have a home like his sister Yun.

Family members will care about and understand each other.

Instead of like it is now.

Su Yuansheng took out a fifty-liang silver note from his arms and handed it to Wang Baoyi.

"Mom, this is the money my son earned. You and dad won't have to work so hard in the future. And the things you fished out from the bottom of the river, you should return them to Xiyue. They are not ours and we won't take them."

This silver money was earned by Su Yuansheng from selling poems. If his poems were favored by rich young men, they would exchange money for goods, and from then on, the poems would have nothing to do with him anymore.

In the past, Su Yuansheng disdained to do such things, but he didn't want his father and mother to keep clinging to Rong Xiyue and sucking her blood.

Besides, Rong Xiyue is not his real sister.

Seeing that Wang Baoyi didn't speak, Su Yuansheng frowned and lowered his voice.

"Mom, she is not the real Xiyue. Even if she is your real sister, you can't do this."

Su Yuansheng didn't know how many times he had said this. Even when the original Xiyue was still alive, he had always advised his mother to be nicer to Xiyue.

But no matter what he said, my mother wouldn't listen.

He also advised the original Xiyue to stand up, but she turned around and told her mother.

Gradually, he was no longer willing to help Xiyue.

Su Yuansheng was thinking, maybe he was wrong. If he had not given up Xiyue, his real sister would not have died.

Can their family be like a real family?

Su Yuansheng didn't know the real cause of Xiyue's death. He always blamed himself for not helping his sister, which led to her death and possession by a wandering ghost.

Seeing that Wang Baoyi still didn't move, Su Yuansheng took two steps forward and stuffed the banknote into her hand.

Wang Baoyi raised her head, her eyes expressionless, and she grasped Su Yuansheng's wrist tightly.

The other hand reached into his arms and took out a shiny kitchen knife.

She raised it high towards Su Yuansheng and was about to chop him down.

“Ding~”

The copper plate hit the blade, making a crisp sound.

Because of this powerful force, the kitchen knife in Wang Baoyi's hand fell to the ground.

Another copper coin flew from high above and hit the acupuncture points on Wang Baoyi's body.

In an instant, Wang Baoyi was unable to move.

Su Yun sat on the eaves, feeling somewhat sad.

[How should I tell Brother Yuansheng that Wang Baoyi's mind is controlled by Rong Xiyue and she is here to kill you. Forget it, or I won't go down.]

Su Yuansheng, who heard the inner voice, knew that Su Yun was nearby. He lowered his head and said nothing.

The Master came running over.

"What's going on?"

"Master, my mother has gone insane. Can I take a day off?" Su Yuansheng looked up and asked.

The teacher nodded and said, "Okay, you go first. I will talk to the headmaster about this."

After thanking him, Su Yuansheng carried Wang Baoyi on his back and headed towards Jiyun Hall step by step.

Qin Fuying, who was on the eaves, pinched Su Yun's face.

"Don't you want to go and take a look?"

"Forget it, I won't go." Su Yun shook her head.

She felt bad.

No matter how bad Wang Baoyi is, she is still Yuansheng's mother.

Moreover, once the mind is controlled by supernatural powers, Wang Baoyi will be a walking corpse for the rest of his life unless the mental imprint can be removed.

…

Jiyun Hall.

The doctor shook his head after examining Wang Baoyi.

"I can't see this disease. From what you said, it's not insanity, but it seems like your mind is controlled by witchcraft."

"Also, the acupuncture points will be released after an hour, so we should tie him up quickly."

"Thank you." Su Yuansheng nodded expressionlessly and carried Wang Baoyi back to the rented yard.

"Yuansheng, what's wrong?" Su Jianan said impatiently.

The river bottom fishing business was booming, and he was having a great time with the female waitress he had just hired. He was very annoyed when he was called back home.

Along the way, Su Yuansheng didn't say a word.

He dragged Su Jianan back home and pushed him directly into the house.

"Dad, please return the fish from the bottom of the river to Rong Xiyue. Mom has been controlled by that ghost, can't we just not provoke her? In the future, my son will make money, and you and mom can live a peaceful life."

"Your mother deserves it."

Su Jianan sneered when he saw Wang Baoyi tied to the chair.

He turned around and wanted to leave, but was stopped by Su Yuansheng.

"Dad, can't you just live peacefully with Mom? Why do you have to cling to that wandering ghost?"

"Pa~" Su Jianan slapped Su Yuansheng on the face.

He said angrily.

"That's your sister, not some wandering ghost."

Su Yuansheng lowered his head and sneered, with extreme disappointment in his eyes.

“Hehe~”

He raised his head and looked straight at Su Jianan.

"Dad couldn't bear to fish at the bottom of the river, couldn't bear to leave Rong Xiyue's back at the Rong Marquis' Mansion, and even more couldn't bear to leave those women vying to cling to Dad."

Being hit on the spot, Su Jianan raised his hand in anger, wanting to slap him again.

Su Yuansheng grabbed Su Jianan's wrist and asked, "Dad, are you angry out of shame?"

"Asshole!" Su Jianan scolded. "Your mother deserves it. If she hadn't strangled Yue'er to death, would Yue'er have attacked her?"

"Hehe~" Su Yuansheng laughed. He took out a rope beside him and tied Su Jianan up.

"You rebellious son, what are you going to do?" Su Jianan panicked.

Unfortunately it's too late.

Su Yuansheng stuffed a piece of rag into his mouth with an expressionless face.

He first went out and rented another yard, and then moved Wang Baoyi and Su Jianan together.

Two days passed like this, and the Hedi Lao was taken back by Rong Xiyue because there was no one to manage it.

What surprised her most was that the spiritual mark on Wang Baoyi had disappeared.

And Su Yuansheng is still alive and well.

In the small courtyard on North Street.

Su Yuansheng went to school as a day student. When he returned home at noon, he cooked a pot of porridge.

He carried the porridge to the west room and pushed open the door.

Su Jianan's eyes were struggling with fear, but he couldn't utter a word.

“Woo woo woo~”

Lying on the bed next to him was Wang Baoyi, who was already smelling slightly.

Su Yuansheng fed Su Jianan porridge.

Su Jianan kept his mouth tightly closed and refused to open it.

The rice grain fell at the corner of his mouth and was scraped into his mouth by Su Yuansheng with a spoon.

"Dad, what are you afraid of? Mom is just asleep. When my son brings Xiyue back home in a while, our family will be reunited."

Su Yuansheng pinched Su Jianan's mouth and fed him porridge spoonful by spoonful.

Perhaps, his heart is always twisted.

He envied the warmth of Sister Yun's family, but he also knew that from now on they were no longer a family.

They are like water and fire, and will never intersect again.

What crushed him.

Did it start from knowing the true colors of his parents, or from knowing the truth about Xiyue's death? Wenrun was just a layer of skin he wore, and he admitted that his heart was always dirty.

He doesn't deserve to be close to the Su family, and he doesn't deserve to enjoy the love of his grandparents. Maybe he shouldn't be alive!

Su Yuansheng stood up and stuffed the cloth strip back into Su Jianan's mouth.

He closed the door with one hand, as if closing the door to the outside world.

(End of this chapter)