"What's that thing behind Young Master Song's pants? Could it be shit?"
"It seems to be true... Oh my god, this is so disgusting! No wonder it stinks, I must have farted and made shit come out."
"If I were him, I wouldn't dare to show my face in public."
Originally, Song Zixuan was so angry that he wanted to slap Wen Jiu hard, but when he heard someone talking about the thing behind his pants, his face changed drastically. He quickly covered his back with his hands, and his facial expressions kept changing like a revolving lantern.
Faced with the disdainful and mocking gazes of everyone, Song Zixuan wished he could disappear into a hole in the ground!
“I advise you not to do these dangerous sports anymore.” Wen Jiu shrugged and looked at him with sympathy. “After all, these things are exciting, but they’re harmful to your health… Also, I suggest you eat more probiotics to improve your gut health.”
“You…” Song Zixuan stared at Wen Jiu with shame and anger, gritting his teeth, “Wen Jiu, you just wait!”
After saying that, he covered his pants and ran away as if fleeing.
Wenjiu: That’s it?
This combat effectiveness is not that great!
Su Miaomiao on the side stared at Wen Jiu strangely.
How did she know all this?
hateful!
...
The Wenjiu family reunion banquet ended, and before leaving, everyone was discussing the young master of the Song family.
Wenjiu also got into the car with Su's parents to go home.
During this time, Mr. and Mrs. Su were still worried about Mr. Su. Before leaving, Mr. Su instructed Mr. Su's driver, "When you go back to the old house, don't take the overpass, take another small road."
Grandpa Su snorted coldly, somewhat dissatisfied, "That back alley is so far away, and there's a lot of foot traffic around it. How can it compare to the speed of the elevated highway? Isn't this taking the long way around instead of the shortest route?!"
Mr. Su frowned. How should he explain this to the old man?
Everything Xiaojiu said before has come true!
We absolutely cannot let the old man go down that path!
"Wife, you take the wine home first, I'll see Dad off," Mr. Su said to Mrs. Su.
The old man will only feel at ease after he is sent home.
"Alright, be careful on the road," said Su's mother, after all, with her husband there, nothing serious should happen.
Mr. Su sat down next to his father and instructed the driver, "Let's take that side road. It's a bit longer, but there are fewer people, and it's safer. Don't you agree?"
"Whatever you want." Old Master Su leaned back lazily in the leather seat, his eyes closed as he rested.
Su's father breathed a sigh of relief.
On the way, Old Master Su spoke in a deep voice, his tone extremely displeased, "Although we have found our biological daughter, Miaomiao was also raised by our Su family. You absolutely cannot show favoritism, do you understand?"
Mr. Su frowned. "Did someone say something to you?"
"No one told me this." Old Master Su snorted coldly, "Miao Miao is also my granddaughter. I just can't stand the fact that you only favor Wen Jiu and don't love Miao Miao!"
Mr. Su pursed his lips. "No one doesn't love her, it's just..."
"Just what?" Old Master Su frowned, opening his eyes to look at Su's father with displeasure. "If you cause Miaomiao any distress because of warming the wine, I'll be the first to not forgive you..."
At that moment, the car radio was broadcasting a news report: "[It has been reported that at 6:31 PM tonight, a major traffic accident occurred due to the collapse of the Beicheng District Ring Road overpass. A car has fallen into the fast-flowing river below the overpass. Rescue workers have arrived and are currently providing first aid..."]
Grandpa Su stood there, stunned, before he could finish speaking.
What?
What's going on?
Mr. Su quickly opened his phone and clicked on the latest news. It was being broadcast live. Part of the overpass had collapsed, and many cars had been involved in rear-end collisions. Traffic police had already set up a cordon and were working hard to direct traffic on the road.
Firefighters, equipped with safety gear, jumped into the lake to carry out rescue and salvage operations.
Old Master Su's face turned deathly pale, his lips trembling, "This...this..."
That girl Wenjiu was right!
If you insist on going your own way, you'll be the one who falls into the river.
Father Su also seemed to have survived a disaster. He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Dad, the reason I didn't want you to walk on the overpass was because Xiaojiu told me."
Because he heard Xiao Jiu's innermost thoughts.
"If it weren't for Xiao Jiu, you would be in big trouble today..." Su's father sighed.
"Yes, yes, yes...you're right." Old Master Su's face was still a little pale, his chest heaving. "Thanks to that girl, this old man owes her a life..."
Alas, I didn’t give enough red envelope today!
Mr. Su felt a little guilty for a moment.
...
At this time, Grandpa Zhao also arrived home by car.
As soon as he entered the house, the nanny, Xiao Cai, greeted him with a warm smile, "Sir, you're back."
She smiled gently, reached out to take off the old man's cashmere coat, and hung it on the hanger.
"Hmm." Old Master Zhao nodded and changed his shoes in the entryway.
The nanny, Xiao Cai, thoughtfully and carefully placed the old man's shoes in the entryway, arranging them neatly.
Grandpa Zhao looked at Xiao Cai with satisfaction—Xiao Cai had been in this family for ten years, and during those ten years she had taken meticulous care of him.
How could he doubt Xiao Cai based on a few words from Xiao Jiu?
Xiao Cai is not that kind of person at all!
"Sir, I've made your favorite tomato and beef brisket soup in the kitchen. It's still warm. Please go and try it," Xiao Cai said with a gentle smile.
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