In the novel, Tu Hengchuan's mother is a thorn in his side; he believes he is the culprit who indirectly caused her death.
Su Ping was surprised that Tu Hengchuan would bring it up with her on his own initiative.
"Brother Chuan, your aunt must be very beautiful."
Su Ping pulled Tu Hengchuan's hand out of his pocket and hooked his fingers around it.
He held her soft, boneless little hand in his hand, and a strange feeling swept through Tu Hengchuan's heart.
Logically speaking, no one likes their obsessive fan, but after these few interactions, he doesn't seem to dislike her as much as he did at the beginning.
"Um."
He turned around and firmly wrapped that small hand in his own palm, responding calmly.
In his few memories of his mother, she was always wearing that pale yellow dress, with her long, gentle hair braided and tied diagonally over her right shoulder.
Although his mother was busy with work and traveled all over the world, she didn't spend much time with him. But every time she held him, her eyes would always be full of smiles, like a starry sky, more dazzling than any jewelry she designed.
"Brother Chuan, if your aunt knew you were shining brightly in your field, she would be so proud of you!"
Tu Hengchuan felt a warmth in his heart, and when he looked down, he saw Su Ping looking up.
The smile in her eyes was just like the eyes in his memory. He even had an impulse to gouge those eyes out, so that those looks would forever belong only to him.
[Ding! The corruption level of the romanceable character Tu Hengchuan has increased by 1%, currently reaching a total corruption level of 15%!]
Huh?
Su Ping stumbled and looked at Tu Hengchuan, who had reached out to support her, as if she had seen a ghost.
The latter was wearing sunglasses, making it impossible to see the emotions in his eyes.
"What's wrong? Is your foot still not better?"
After Tu Hengchuan finished speaking, he made a move to lift her skirt.
Goodness, if paparazzi caught someone lifting a girl's skirt in the street, it would definitely be a trending topic.
She even had the title ready.
#Tu Hengchuan remains incorrigible and publicly molests passersby#
Startled, Su Ping quickly took two steps back: "It's nothing, it's nothing, I just tripped by accident."
In the end, Su Ping chose a black embroidered hollow-out dress with Chinese style elements, which was both elegant and dignified.
Tu Hengchuan also chose a suit in the same color scheme, giving off the vibe of a wealthy couple going bankrupt at first glance.
When the two came out, it was almost lunchtime, so they found a nice restaurant nearby and decided to grab a quick bite.
The waiter led the two into the private room. When ordering, Su Ping took the menu from the waiter to prevent Tu Hengchuan from being noticed.
After sketching out a few dishes with a large stroke of his pen, he handed the menu to the waiter.
"That's all. Remember, no scallions, and make it mildly spicy."
Upon hearing this, Tu Hengchuan, who was sitting next to him, had a slight tremor in his eyes.
It must be a coincidence; he remembered that he had never told her he didn't like scallions.
The dishes were served quickly. Su Ping ignored Tu Hengchuan, who had been acting strangely earlier, and served herself a bowl of rice.
She was really hungry, and soon finished her bowl of rice, while Tu Hengchuan was still washing his chopsticks with elegant movements.
No, does he have a separate procedure for eating?
"A little dirt won't hurt you."
After haphazardly scooping a spoonful of rice into his bowl, Su Ping immediately brought the rice container to her own side.
Tu Hengchuan was dumbfounded as he watched her stuff food into her mouth as if she didn't need to swallow it at all.
How many days has it been since you last ate?
[Host, tone it down a bit and mind your image.]
The Calabash Brothers couldn't bear to watch and couldn't help but speak up to remind him.
"What's with all the image-consciousness? If you're not enthusiastic about eating, there's something wrong with your thinking!"
The air suddenly became quiet.
Oh no, she blurted it out in her excitement.
Swallowing the mouthful of rice in her mouth, Su Ping looked at Tu Hengchuan, who was staring at her from the side.
"Brother Chuan, I've had a habit of talking to myself since I was a child. Please don't mind it. I'm definitely not insulting you."
"You believe me! I'm a perfectly law-abiding citizen!"
After saying that, he quickly patted his chest to assure them.
Tu Hengchuan laughed out loud when he heard the deafening sound of her clapping.
"Stop filming, or the already barren land will become even more malnourished."
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So she couldn't understand? If it weren't for the greater temptation of the food, Su Ping would have liked to lift up her skirt right there and then and blind him!
A waiter came in to refill the water, and to make it easier to leave later, we left the door open.
"Brother Chuan, you should try this fish, it tastes pretty good."
Tu Hengchuan's brow twitched as he looked at the fish that had been placed whole on the plate in front of him.
Who is so kind as to eat all the meat, leaving only the bones with the fish head and tail for others?
"And this stir-fried pork with chili peppers is also delicious."
After Su Ping finished speaking, she reluctantly placed the plate of stir-fried pork with chili peppers, which she had eaten down to just green peppers, in front of him, replacing the plate of poached chicken in front of him.
[Host, doesn't your conscience hurt?]
Tu Hengchuan glanced at Su Ping, who was enjoying her meal, and then, as if struck by a thought, smiled and took a bite of rice.
[Ding! The corruption level of the romanceable character Tu Hengchuan has decreased by 1%, currently at 14%!]
Upon hearing the notification tone, Su Ping choked for a moment, glanced at Tu Hengchuan who was silently eating rice, and then, feeling a pang of conscience, put the large chicken leg that she hadn't had time to eat into his bowl.
[Ding! The corruption value of the romanceable character Tu Hengchuan has decreased by 1, currently at a total corruption value of 13%!]
Good, good, it seems the world has gone mad again.
Su Ping drove herself there, so she didn't let Tu Hengchuan give her a ride. The two waved goodbye in the underground parking garage.
Then they all went home and went to their own mothers.
On her way back, she passed by a head spa and went in for a head spa treatment.
The male technician was handsome and skilled. As she lay there, her eyelids grew heavier and heavier. When she woke up, more than two hours had passed.
When she finally paid the bill and left, the male technician lingered by the door, looking at her with reluctance.
Su Ping couldn't bear it, so she went over, took out a pen, and drew a heart on his palm.
The male technician's eyes sparkled as he stammered, unsure of what to say to express his love.
Then I saw her neatly and nimbly draw a lightning bolt in the middle of the heart.
"You're too bad, don't love me."
It wasn't until Su Ping turned to leave that the manager noticed two lines of tears in the male technician's eyes.
"Child, why are you crying?"
"I think I know what heartbreak feels like now."
The manager sighed, patted him on the shoulder to comfort him, and said, "Kid, the worst thing you can do in our line of work is to fall in love with your customers."
Emerging from the spa, Su Ping hummed a little tune as she opened the car door.
After inserting the car key, she suddenly realized that she might have forgotten something.
[Yes, host, you've finally remembered Song Qi, whom you've forgotten by Daming Lake.]
These words were like a wake-up call; Su Ping took out her phone and checked the time.
Good heavens, it's already 5:30 pm!
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