Su Xun's daily whereabouts were extremely simple.
He chopped firewood, sold firewood, and Mo Yan, pretending to be a wealthy young master, bought all of his firewood.
Su Xun naturally wanted to help Mo Yan deliver the goods to his door.
Seeing him off at the door, Mo Yan's expression was stiff as he asked Su Xun to stay for dinner.
"No need." Su Xun was also a little unhappy; it wasn't like he was starving.
Why are all rich people so hypocritical?
If you can't bear to part with that little bit of food, just don't be polite. You want both face and substance.
That's utterly despicable.
Li Muge sighed. Given Mo Yan's attitude, Su Xun probably wouldn't even eat. It would be good enough if he didn't think it was a trap.
Su Xun turned to leave.
Mo Yan grabbed Su Xun.
Su Xun looked puzzled and tugged at his arm a few times, but couldn't pull it out: "Young Master, is there something wrong?"
"Stay for dinner." Mo Yan said these words as if squeezing them out from between his teeth. Damn it, if it weren't for Li Muge giving him a task...
No matter what, Su Xun must be allowed to eat at the mansion.
He insisted that Su Xun go to hell to have dinner with Yama, the King of Hell.
This Su Xun is something else, a pretty boy, he puts on airs just because we're invited to dinner.
"No need, young master, I'm not hungry." Su Xun was completely bewildered.
"No, you have to be hungry." Mo Yan didn't care whether Su Xun was hungry or not, as long as he hadn't completed the task Mu Ge had entrusted to him.
Mu Ge will definitely get angry then.
Thinking of Li Muge's angry expression, Mo Yan pulled Su Xun even tighter, practically dragging him inside to eat.
Su Xun clung tightly to the door frame: "No need, I'm not hungry."
He was thinking to himself, "Oh no, has he encountered a kidnapper of innocent men in broad daylight?"
At this moment, Su Xun was filled with regret. He should have known better than to be greedy and have Mo Yan buy all the firewood and bring it over.
He should work harder; he can always sell out by nightfall anyway.
"Have a meal."
"I'm not eating, I'm not hungry."
"No, you're hungry, eat."
"Let me go! I won't eat! Help! They're kidnapping innocent men!"
"This is outrageous! Help! Someone help me!"
Su Xun simply screamed in terror.
It's no wonder he was so upset; Mo Yan's face was practically as black as the bottom of a pot, yet he still insisted on dragging him inside for dinner.
What kind of food can we eat? Is it our last meal before we're executed?
Even dressed in coarse linen, Su Xun's ineffable nobility could not be concealed; every move he made was alluring.
Mo Yan, on the other hand, is as gentle and refined as jade, a figure like a banished immortal, unapproachable like a flower on a high mountain.
The two were pulling at each other at the door.
Before long, a large crowd gathered at the entrance to watch the spectacle, and Li Muge slapped his forehead.
"Mo Yan is such a waste. How can he be so incapable of handling things and more than capable of ruining them?"
Li Muge stepped forward: "Su Xun, Su Xun, don't take it to heart. My husband has some mental issues."
"Who are you calling sick?" Mo Yan immediately bristled, but then he remembered that Li Muge had called him husband, and he immediately became as obedient as a kitten.
“My wife is right, indeed, I do have a problem.”
Su Xun: "..."
Green Water's lips twitched. It seems that people who fall in love are all fools, and that statement is basically true.
Su Xun looked at him suspiciously: "And who are you? How do you know my name? Oh, I see."
"What do you understand?" Li Muge asked, puzzled.
Su Xun immediately and instinctively shouted, "Help! This is a gang crime!"
Li Muge: "..."
"No, you've misunderstood, Young Master Su. You've been selling firewood on the street a lot these days."
“I just learned your name, and you probably don’t know that my husband has a disease.”
Su Xun still insisted on leaving: "He's sick, what does that have to do with me? Is he going to die?"
"Yes." Li Muge nodded and took out a handkerchief from her sleeve: "My husband has always been like this since he was a child. He is warm and hospitable. Whenever someone delivers goods to his family, he insists on having a meal with them."
"If that person refuses, I'm afraid my husband won't make it," Li Muge cried sadly.
Without Li Muge even needing to give a signal, Mo Yan immediately collapsed to the ground, his limbs twitching in perfect unison, clearly on the verge of death.
Su Xun gritted his teeth: "Fine, I'll eat it, I'll eat it, okay?"
With so many people watching, I doubt they'd dare to mess with him again.
Once inside the house, Li Muge quickly told Lushui to hide well so that Su Xun wouldn't find her.
Otherwise, it would definitely arouse Su Xun's suspicion even more.
Pulling Mo Yan aside, he instructed, "It's up to you, Mo Yan. You must handle this matter well. Lu Shui is a pretty good girl. If Su Xun can marry her, it would be a match made in heaven."
"No, Mu Ge, you have no idea how angry I get when I see Su Xun's face, and yet you still have to fawn over him."
"impossible."
Mo Yan was so angry that his chest ached. Seeing this, Li Muge stood on tiptoe and unexpectedly kissed Mo Yan on the cheek.
"It doesn't hurt anymore, does it?" Li Muge smiled.
"It doesn't hurt anymore." Mo Yan's body stiffened, then he immediately turned around and smiled broadly at Su Xun.
"Brother Su Xun, don't be shy, make yourself at home."
Mo Yan even pulled out a stool and set out bowls and chopsticks for Su Xun, his smile making Su Xun's scalp tingle.
Su Xun carefully chose his words, "Madam, your husband's illness seems quite serious. Perhaps we should find another doctor to examine him, lest we delay any longer."
For some reason, Su Xun couldn't feel any dislike for this woman named Ji Mo.
I just felt sorry for her; she married a husband who wasn't very bright.
During the meal, Mo Yan said gently, "Brother Su Xun, do you like spicy food? Have a chicken leg. You work hard chopping wood all the time."
"It's no trouble at all, thank you, young master." Su Xun was extremely apprehensive, afraid that if he said something wrong, Mo Yan would collapse again.
"Hey, my dear brother, if you don't mind, just call me Brother Mo."
Halfway through the meal, Fusang suddenly ran up, still clinging tightly to Lushui, and locked eyes with Li Muge.
In an instant, the hall fell silent.
"You are...?" Su Xun felt that the two people looked somewhat familiar.
Fusang, holding the umbrella, said, "Young Master Su Xun, thank you for last time. I've come to return the umbrella."
Everyone: "..."
Green Water was so angry she almost fainted. She lowered her voice, almost gritting her teeth, and said, "Fusang, have you no shame? This is clearly the umbrella I lent to Young Master Su Xun."
Fusang said nonchalantly, "Does it matter who it is? You need to understand that Su Xun lent me the umbrella."
Su Xun is not a fool.
It was immediately clear that something was amiss.
With no other option, Li Mu silently approached Mo Yan's waist and twisted it forcefully.
Mo Yan's face immediately contorted and turned ashen.
His wife is really ruthless.
"To tell you the truth, Brother Su, it was all a setup."
"These were all designed for you, brother." Mo Yan slammed his hand on the table and stood up.
Su Xun's face darkened: "Oh, really? Then Brother Mo, I'd like to know what your purpose is in doing this?"
"Is it fun to mess with me?"
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