The next day, Su Ping woke up naturally and was told that Shen Silan had been picked up by Uncle Wu.
After having lunch, thinking of Tu Sijun, the illegitimate younger brother of Tu Hengchuan in the original book, Su Ping put on a fierce and intimidating makeup look for herself.
Fortunately, she hadn't thrown away the original owner's old clothes. She casually picked out a backless, low-cut little black dress, let her hair down, and her demeanor was exactly like that of a mistress going to a tycoon's funeral to divide up his inheritance.
After waiting downstairs for a few minutes, Tu Hengchuan saw Su Ping open the passenger door and get in. The pungent perfume she was wearing almost made him kick her out.
What do you mean by that?
Upon seeing her outfit, Tu Hengchuan felt a wave of dizziness and his temples throbbed.
Anyone who didn't know better would think he'd taken a stepmother.
"What's wrong? Doesn't Brother Chuan like it?"
Su Ping tossed her hair and blew him a kiss.
Suddenly, the pungent smell became even stronger, and Tu Hengchuan felt like vomiting.
"What brand of perfume is this? It smells like cow dung."
Su Ping sniffed: "It's alright, it just smells like snail rice noodles."
Do you want to hear what you're saying?
No normal person would smear snail rice noodle sauce on their body; someone who didn't know better would think they had soiled themselves.
Tu Hengchuan felt his car was dirty. He shouldn't have trusted this woman too much; she really knew how to create surprises for him.
"Alright, isn't Grandpa waiting for us to come back for dinner? Don't keep everyone waiting."
Su Ping actually wanted to reach out and tug at Tu Hengchuan's sleeve to act coquettishly, but as soon as she stretched out her hand, Tu Hengchuan stopped her with a sharp look.
【Huluwa, the little ones are suffering inside, but they won't say a word.】
What was originally a two-hour drive was reduced to an hour and a half.
As soon as the car came to a stop, Tu Hengchuan could no longer stand it, so he pulled out the car key, opened the door, and got out.
He felt like he was going to faint after a while.
Su Ping looked at Tu Hengchuan, who was bent over and dry heaving by the roadside, blinked, and then looked down to smell herself.
It's alright, even after so long, the flavor has faded quite a bit.
That won't do.
Su Ping opened her bag and took out a tightly wrapped bag. As soon as the bag was opened, a raw, untamed smell wafted out.
It smells so good!
Tu Hengchuan had just started to feel a little better when he heard Su Ping open the car door and get out; the smell on her seemed even stronger.
"You jumped on me?"
After he finished speaking, he took two steps back in fear, his face full of resistance.
Su Ping was very satisfied with her outfit today, and ignoring Tu Hengchuan's suicidal expression, she stepped forward and grabbed his arm: "Come here!"
A short while later, a red sports car pulled up beside them. After the door was opened, a slender white leg emerged from the car.
"Xiao Chuan Chuan~ I... Ugh!" Tu Ling, wearing sunglasses, wanted to come up and greet Tu Heng Chuan after seeing him, but after smelling the overwhelming fragrance, she couldn't care less about her image and turned away to gag.
The passenger door next to her opened, and Shi Xu took out a bottle of mineral water and patted her back to comfort her.
After vomiting, she looked incredulously at Su Ping, who was nestled next to Tu Hengchuan. The woman had her head down, so her face was not clearly visible, but just by looking at her clothes, one could tell how vulgar the woman was.
It's both vulgar and unsophisticated.
"I introduced you to my girlfriends, but you ignored me. So this is what you like?"
After saying that, she leaned against Shi Xu's chest and took a deep breath, unable to accept it.
How could her perfectly healthy younger brother go blind!
"Sister Ling, it's me."
Su Ping lifted the hair on the side of her face, revealing her delicate face.
Of course, if you ignore her makeup.
Upon hearing the familiar voice, Tu Ling looked at the face repeatedly for three seconds before recognizing her.
He immediately let out a screeching sound like a groundhog and rushed over to hug her.
Tu Hengchuan was dumbfounded when he saw his sister, who had just looked disgusted, now looking happy.
Now you won't mind his taste?
While covering her nose, Tu Ling pulled Su Ping aside to whisper to her. She was very curious about how these two people who seemed to have nothing in common had come together.
"Pingping, why didn't you tell me sooner that Achuan's girlfriend was you? I was secretly hoping to set you two up."
Su Ping snuggled closer to her: "Sister, you didn't tell me that Brother Chuan was your brother."
The word "sister" touched Tu Ling's heart, and she no longer cared about Su Ping smelling like snail rice noodles on her.
"If you like it, shout it again."
Looking at the two like-minded people, Tu Hengchuan and Shi Xu exchanged a glance and saw helplessness in each other's eyes.
"Let's go, Grandpa is waiting for us."
Finally, the two of them each pulled one of them, and only then were they able to separate the two.
In the rain, the old house sits on the mountainside, quiet and solemn. The magnificent gray-white building has a history of nearly a hundred years.
This building holds some of the few happy memories of Tu Hengchuan's childhood, but many more are unpleasant ones, especially those related to Tu Sijun.
Two months after Tu Hengchuan's mother passed away, Tu Ling was taken in by her aunt abroad and raised by her side. Six months later, Tu Sijun was brought back, and Tu Hengchuan's nightmare began.
No matter what he likes, Tu Sijun will snatch it away and destroy it. However, because he is cute, sensible and good at winning people's hearts, everyone gradually thinks that Tu Hengchuan is not fraternal and is trying his best to drive Tu Sijun out.
Tu Hengchuan, who initially had some hope for family affection, gradually became taciturn after being repeatedly suspected.
During the days he was imprisoned by the female mental patient, no one knows what he went through. After being rescued, his condition was very strange. Only then did the Tu family begin to pay attention to his mental health. They found a psychologist to help him for two years before he returned to a normal life.
The gates of the house were already open in anticipation of their arrival.
An elderly woman in a gray Zhongshan suit stood at the door. Her eyes lit up when she saw the group. Although she was old, her back was still very strong, and she exuded a gentle and kind aura.
The old man was standing next to a young boy, who must be Tu Sijun.
The novel describes him in just one sentence: his skin is sickly white.
Only when Su Ping got closer could he see his face clearly.
She rarely used the word "beautiful" to describe a boy, but he was exceptionally beautiful, with an androgynous, feminine beauty.
His skin was indeed very fair, like someone who hadn't been exposed to much sunlight. Even his lips were pale. What was impossible to ignore were his eyes, with slightly upturned corners and a reddish tinge.
Despite the pure gaze, Su Ping still caught a fleeting glint of cold light within it, like a venomous snake that had been lying in wait scanning the humans who had invaded its territory.
Tu Sijun walked down the steps holding a bamboo umbrella, wearing a light-colored robe, looking just like a sickly young master from the Republican era.
"Sister, brother, you're back. Dad is already waiting for you in the front hall."
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