Chapter 42 Su Han, Su Jinmu's mother, was squeezed heavily onto the sofa by a boy...
Li Xin placed his fingertips on Su Jinmu's neck, feeling the warm, vibrant pulse below, his eyes darkening slightly.
"May I?"
Su Jinmu: "..."
This is unexpectedly quite difficult.
The footsteps outside grew closer. Su Jinmu's eyes were covered, and she instinctively raised her hand to pull the boy's arm down.
But Li Xin didn't move an inch. Instead of loosening his grip, he moved even closer, gently rubbing his head against the young master's earlobe on the side of his neck, speaking in a low, slow voice.
"Young Master."
He smiled, the tension that had risen since he learned that the car carrying Su Jinmu had been forced to stop had not eased much, his eyes were dark, and he was obsessive and crazy.
"It was all an accident, what's wrong with that?"
"Since the young master doesn't care about accidents, then he can accidentally sit on me."
Su Jinmu: "..."
Are you sure this was an accident?
"Knock knock".
There were two knocks on the car window. Su Jinmu's neck tensed slightly. He heard a gentle voice from outside. Su Han called out to him through the privacy glass, "Jinmu, what's wrong?"
Su Jinmu: "...!"
Separated by a window, Su Jinmu was blindfolded and unable to move, his scalp tingling slightly, but the boy next to him remained stubbornly attached to him, clinging to him tightly.
Su Jinmu: "..."
He was exasperated and hurriedly replied, "Okay, let go quickly."
Li Xin loosened his grip slightly, but his eyes remained dark.
Su Jinmu straightened herself up, rolled down the car window, and met Su Han's questioning gaze. "Professor Su, it's nothing, we'll be going now."
Su Han glanced at the two of them and nodded.
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Several cars drove towards the Xu family's location. Su's father was at a coffee shop near the Xu family's house. When he saw the cars coming, he was delighted and rushed over just as the group got out of their cars.
"Xiao Mu, Xiao Mu, are you alright?"
Su Han and Xu Sibai only remembered that Su's father was still there when they saw him.
In the middle of the day, a series of events suddenly occurred, and various pieces of information bombarded my brain, almost making me forget the key person involved.
Su Han and Xu Sibai looked at Su's father, pursed their lips, their expressions complex.
This morning, Mr. Su approached them, saying he wanted to talk about Xiao Mu.
His words and expressions carried a hint of sadness and heartache, as well as the weariness and helplessness of a parent.
His expression was sincere and deeply moving.
Just like now.
Su's father glanced at them out of the corner of his eye, looked Su Jinmu up and down, and sighed, "It's good that you're back."
This morning, Su's father received a message from P asking Su Jinmu to come over. He was planning the timing when he went to find the Xu family.
At that moment in the coffee shop, Su Han and Xu Sibai saw his serious expression and that it was about Su Jinmu, so they also started talking about snacks.
"What's wrong with Jinmu?" Su Han frowned and looked at him. "Don't just sigh, just say what you have to say."
"Xiao Mu, Xiao Mu, he..."
Su's father was heartbroken. He took a few deep breaths, his voice slow and his head bowed in anguish, "...someone has taken a liking to me."
“They would call me over every few days to keep them company, and if I didn’t go, they would threaten me with the Su family.”
Father Su sighed, secretly observing the concerned expressions on the two men's faces, and felt a slight sense of relief.
P attacked the Li family, and he wanted to sever ties with P, which offended P and resulted in further threats.
However, if this relationship continues, once the Li family gets rid of P, the Su family, who are connected to P, will also be doomed.
After much thought, he could only try to find a way to cut ties with P.
But he couldn't win against them, so he could only rely on the influence of the Xu family.
Su's father sighed, slammed his fist on the coffee shop table twice, his eyes filled with grief, "How hateful that I, as a father, couldn't save my own son."
"……What?"
Su Han and Xu Sibai frowned in unison, their expressions growing increasingly grim. "Explain yourself clearly. What exactly happened? Who is on the other end?"
Su's father then recounted, in a mix of truth and fiction, the many interactions between Su Jinmu and P.
He didn't say that P was the mastermind behind the attack on the Li family, nor did he say that he was the one who initially sent Xiao Mu to make contact with P.
If the Xu family found out that he sent Xiao Mu there in hopes of gaining benefits, they would definitely not be happy.
He feared that if the Xu family found out about the powerful Li family, they would be unwilling to help because of their relationship with the Li family.
Time was of the essence, so he deliberately chose a good opportunity. In the short time it took to speak, Su Jinmu was about to be sent there to be tortured once again.
The Xu family was indeed anxious and didn't have much time to investigate further. They were only focused on bringing the person back first, and would discuss the rest later.
In such a situation, it is impossible for the two sides to sit down and negotiate calmly; they can only act hastily.
That family will definitely fall out with P.
With the two sides at odds, the Su family can remain in the shadows and wait for the Xu family to resolve the P situation.
A smile secretly welled up in Su's father's heart, but his expression remained sad. Coming to his senses, he patted Su Jinmu on the shoulder.
"It's because your father is useless and can't protect you. Fortunately, you have the Xu family."
At the entrance of the Xu family's residence, several people stood there. Su Jinmu looked at him, her eyes slightly weary, and raised them indifferently.
"You care about Jinmu so much."
Xu Sibai glanced over and asked, "How come I didn't know that Jin Mu and that P are friends?"
Father Su: "...??!"
friend?
Su's father was taken aback and looked at Su Jinmu. What friend?
Su Jinmu no longer listens to orders and goes out to build connections and socialize for the Su family. No matter who the other party is, she is always lukewarm.
I'm not interested, and I'm not too keen on it either.
It must be the same for P; they've never even met each other, so how could they be friends?
Su's father's face darkened, his expression serious. He looked directly at Su Jinmu, his voice filled with concern and anxiety, "Xiaomu, tell Dad, did that P threaten you in any way?"
"That's too much. You're already using tricks to threaten me, but you're threatening a child too."
Su Jinmu: "..."
Su Jinmu took a deep breath, feeling somewhat helpless and amused. After a moment, she nodded, "I am indeed friends with P."
Su's father was stunned.
Su Han and Xu Sibai, standing to the side, had tense faces and unpleasant expressions. Xu Yu, who didn't care about saving face, had already started to look grumpy and gave them a cold sidelong glance.
Su Jinmu looked at him, her eyebrows and eyes clear and bright, her pupils dark and unfathomable, and calmly asked, "Father, why did you suddenly sever ties with P?"
The usually obedient youngest son gradually became indifferent, his eyes calm and unwavering as he looked over, seemingly knowing everything yet indifferent.
Su's father tensed up, inexplicably unable to look directly at her, and looked away, lowering his head and sighing.
"Dad thought... thought he was bullying you."
……lie.
Su Jinmu looked at him calmly. It was Su's father who had sent him there in the first place, so that reason was obviously not valid.
Li Xin shouldn't be causing trouble for Su's father. Did... did Su's father do something?
The atmosphere became somewhat tense.
Xu Sibai spoke up, "Alright, since we're friends, there's been a misunderstanding. Our Xu family didn't understand the situation well enough today, and we didn't handle it well. We'll come to apologize in person another day."
But the Su family...
Xu Sibai's gaze fell on Su's father.
Su Jinmu: "..."
I think I'll pass on the idea of visiting in person.
Su Jinmu glanced at Li Xin beside her out of the corner of her eye and shook her head slightly. "I will talk to him about what I have to say. I guess he won't want to see me."
Su Han nodded, "Let's not talk about it now, it's the middle of the day, let's go inside first."
Standing at the door all the time isn't a good idea.
Su Han led a few people inside. Su's father was stunned for a long time, as if he had finally realized something, and stared straight at Su Jinmu.
He really is friends with that P.
Or rather, they are actually quite close.
Why didn't you tell him sooner!
They've grown somewhat estranged from the Su family; they didn't even mention something this important!
A hint of anger flashed in Su's father's eyes. If that were true, wouldn't the Su family be offending both sides?
P was offended even more severely, and Xu Sibai thought that the Su family had lied to him. Even though he didn't say it outright because of Su Jinmu, he still had a lot of complaints.
A lose-lose situation!
Su's father was furious. "Xiao Mu, what exactly happened?!"
"President Su."
Su Han pulled Su Jinmu behind her, her face cold, "You didn't pay attention, you didn't understand, why are you throwing a tantrum now?"
After a few seconds of reaction, Su's father realized that the Xu family members were still there, and he suddenly became more alert.
Xu Sibai rubbed his temples. "Alright, President Su, you should go back first. Jin Mu hasn't recovered yet, so she should rest at the Xu family home for a while and go back later."
Time was too tight and things were too chaotic, so the Xu family members didn't want to argue with Su's father right away and led their people into the house first.
Su's father stared blankly at Su Jinmu's retreating figure as she was pushed away by several people for a few seconds, then seemed to realize something and his thoughts deepened.
.
Su Jinmu couldn't understand why her father had cut off contact with P.
He recalled that P hadn't called him over for a long time.
...Could it be related to Su's father?
Su Jinmu had a slight headache, closed her eyes, and drifted off to sleep.
Reality was chaotic, but the dream had little to do with the noise of the morning.
Casual and carefree, with only the soft rustling of the wind.
He seemed to be sitting somewhere, outdoors, with a strong wind blowing through his hair.
It's very refreshing and liberating.
The world is free, and I am filled with joy.
There was a small seat beneath me, with a rope extending from the seat to my back.
Su Jinmu was delighted by the wind and turned around with a smile, only to see a very tall person sitting behind her.
She was a smartly dressed woman with long, wavy hair that hung down from under her helmet and cascaded in front of her.
Su Jinmu was stunned for a moment.
The woman's voice was gentle and clear even in the wind, carrying a touch of warmth, "Mumu, was the drive fun? Are you happy?"
A drive?
Su Jinmu heard a sweet, childlike voice coming from her body, "Happy, I like Mommy."
...
……Mother?
Su Jinmu was stunned. Her mind couldn't control her body. She glanced down and saw a pure black motorcycle beneath her.
He tilted his head back, raising his small head to look up.
I met a pair of gentle and familiar eyes behind the helmet.
It's Professor Su Han!
"!!"
Su Jinmu suddenly woke up, her breathing becoming erratic.
Why would I have such a dream?
He opened his eyes and saw several unfamiliar rooms, warm and comfortable, the same room he stayed in when he last visited the Xu family. Su Jinmu's breathing quickened and he sat up.
It was the height of summer, midday, and the chirping of insects and birds could be heard outside the window. The heat was so intense that it made one feel dizzy and disoriented, as if they couldn't tell what year it was.
Su Jinmu's chest heaved slightly as she got out of bed and walked directly to the room opposite.
Across the street was the room of the youngest son of the Xu family, which was filled with photos. He quickly browsed through them, his gaze settling on a candid shot.
Su Han was riding a bicycle, with a small car seat in front of her. A very young child was sitting on it, looking up and smiling, his face full of joy.
Su Jinmu pursed her lips, her heartbeat, which had been pounding wildly in her dream, gradually calmed down. Her fingertips curled slightly, and she lowered her eyes.
Sure enough, although I didn't remember it, I must have accidentally glimpsed this photo when I came in last time.
In addition, being on a motorcycle with Professor Su Han today caused me to feel disoriented, which is why I had this dream.
should……
should.
Su Jinmu's eyes darkened slightly, their meaning unclear.
Su Jinmu went out, and Li Xingang was carrying water towards them. Meanwhile, the Xu family members were whispering to each other.
Su Han pondered, "That young man who was with Jin Mu seems... somewhat familiar."
Su Jinmu paused almost imperceptibly.
.
Su Jinmu composed herself, suppressed her chaotic thoughts, and returned to the Su family home.
The three members of the Xu family originally wanted him and Li Xin to stay for dinner, but Li Xin was anorexic and couldn't eat, so they returned early.
A light rain began to fall in the evening, and as Su Jinmu walked towards her room, the boy behind her stayed half a step away, following her closely.
Su Jinmu: "..."
As he drank water, his elbow brushed against the boy's body.
The other person was cold-blooded and had dark eyes and eyebrows. Instead of flinching, they moved even closer, pressing against his elbow.
Su Jinmu: "..."
Su Jinmu glanced at him with a sly look, "Do you have to follow me so closely?"
All day long, except when necessary, Li Xin clung to him like this.
The boy's face was gloomy, his dark pupils staring straight at him. He was still not calm from the accident at noon, and it seemed that his previous madness was about to return.
He grasped his wrist, gently stroking it with his fingertips, and pressed his pulse point, his voice low and slow, almost imperceptible.
"...Young Master, are we not allowed to come along?"
Su Jinmu: "…………"
Tsk.
"Go ahead and go for it," he said with a smile.
Su Jinmu ordered takeout, looked at the boy's appearance, smiled, pulled him to sit down, and straddled his lap with her straight and slender legs.
Suddenly, an arm tightened around her waist, encircling her without the slightest hesitation.
Li Xin's gaze was fixed on the young master, as if afraid he would get lost or run away. Su Jinmu smiled and patted his earlobe, "Alright, calm down."
He picked up his chopsticks, casually grabbed something, and fed it to the boy.
Li Xin caught a whiff of a sweet fragrance spreading from the air, bringing it close to his nose while keeping a slight distance between them.
He bit off something from the chopsticks, and his breathing gradually became heavier.
Su Jinmu patiently coaxed him, feeding him with chopsticks. Just as she was about to take her hand back to pick up another chopstick, her arm was suddenly grabbed.
He held his chopsticks horizontally, and the boy approached them little by little, starting from the tip and moving towards the end.
He bent down, not thinking about eating at all, but instead nibbling on that white finger bone.
The crimson tongue licked over, wet and chilling, then raised its eyes and stared at the young master.
"..."
Su Jinmu hadn't expected him to become so clingy over such a small incident. She raised an eyebrow, a half-smile on her face, and asked, "Aren't you hungry?"
He raised his hand, his fingertips pressed against the boy's lips, brushed past his teeth, and touched the wet tongue inside.
"Hmm."
The boy bit his fingertip, his pupils dark and glistening, and licked it, his voice hoarse.
"……Hungry."
"But I don't want to eat."
Su Jinmu: "..."
The boy gently rubbed his teeth against his fingertips, his eyes filled with a sticky desire, as if he wanted to devour him and be entangled with him forever.
Forever, stuck together.
"I want to eat the young master." The boy's voice was low and hoarse.
Su Jinmu: "…………"
Su Jinmu smiled, not minding his clinginess today. She pressed his lips to his lips, withdrew her hand, and wiped the dampness from her fingertips clean on his neck.
"You haven't eaten much today, how do you have the energy?"
Li Xin: "..."
Li Xin slightly curved his lips. His clinginess was indulged, his surging desire for control was satisfied, and the chilling madness in his heart finally dissipated a bit.
She moved closer, pressed her cheek against the young master's palm, and gently rubbed it, speaking softly.
"I don't need to exert myself, young master does."
Li Xin's scarlet lips curled up, contrasting with his dark eyebrows and eyes, making him look like a cold, sinister ghost as he chuckled softly.
He gripped the young master's waist and said slowly, "As agreed, the young master was blindfolded and accidentally sat on me."
Su Jinmu: "…………"
Still thinking about this?
Su Jinmu clicked her tongue, her rosy lips pursed slightly, and she glanced at him.
He and Li Xin had never gotten along very well, so...
That would be even more painful.
“…Young Master.”
The boy rubbed his palm against his hand, his movements full of savage intrusion, his gaze fierce and direct, yet his voice was aggrieved, "Didn't you say accidents are normal?"
Su Jinmu: "..."
Is it really that unexpected?!
"Young Master."
The boy approached, and following the palm of his hand, he licked and bit the inside of his wrist with a cool, menacing touch, his tongue pressing against his pulse, a strange and pitiful sight.
Su Jinmu: "..."
Su Jinmu felt a jolt in her ears, her fingertips curling slightly as she covered the boy's cheek, silencing his wild biting.
Su Jinmu hesitated, then licked her lips, making them even redder. Her long eyelashes drooped slightly, casting a shadow, creating a captivating beauty. She kept her expression slightly tense.
"Then you're not allowed to move."
Li Xin's lips curved into a smile, his dark pupils concealing a trembling, eerie glint in his eyes. He nodded obediently and gently, then licked his palm with his hot lips.
Su Jinmu: "…………"
Outside, the rain pattered and the temperature dropped considerably. In the dimly lit room, Li Xin sat leaning against the headboard. Su Jinmu was exhausted and breathing rapidly. A black ribbon was tied in front of her eyes, and her forehead rested on the boy's shoulder.
Her long eyelashes trembled, and she couldn't resist biting the boy's neck.
Li Xin's breathing was frighteningly heavy. His eyes were fixed on the young master in his arms. His Adam's apple bobbed violently, and his desire surged. He was full of possessiveness.
"Young Master, have you rested enough? I want to be a little stern."
Su Jinmu: "..."
Su Jinmu gritted her teeth, "No."
.
Su Jinmu was completely exhausted. Leaning on the boy's shoulder, her breathing was scattered, and she felt dizzy in waves.
Li Xin stroked the young master's delicate skin behind his ear, his eyes reddening and the corners of his mouth curving upwards.
"Young master, would you like me to carry you to take a bath?"
Su Jinmu nodded with her eyes closed, barely able to speak. Li Xin couldn't help but curl his lips, his eyes obscure, as he untied the black ribbon around the young master's head and gently pulled it.
As the light streamed in, Su Jinmu frowned and closed her eyes, a hint of moisture appearing at the corners of her eyes.
Li Xin's heart pounded with excitement, his blood boiling. He drew closer, gently licking away the moisture from the corner of her eye, and then suddenly let out a deep, strange laugh.
"Young Master is so sweet."
Su Jinmu: "..."
Su Jinmu had no strength, but some strange thing seemed very excited, grabbing his waist and lifting him up tightly.
"Hmm..."
He grunted, then was lifted into someone's arms and placed into a bathtub filled with warm water.
As the gentle flow of water enveloped her, Su Jinmu was able to catch her breath. She rested her arm on the edge of the bathtub, her head pressing against it, feeling drowsy.
Li Xin's lips curled up, a smile playing on his lips. "Young Master, are you tired? I can help you wash."
He raised his hand, his rough palm catching a handful of water, which he slowly and gently sprinkled onto the back of her fair neck, his fingertips lightly rubbing it.
Su Jinmu: "..."
Su Jinmu barely raised her eyes, clicked her tongue, and stared at him with an ambiguous expression, "Do you want to have your fun once and for all, but not again?"
Li Xin: "..."
Li Xin's breathing rose and fell, his Adam's apple bobbed, and his voice became a little hoarse, "Yes, I want it."
"When will there be a next time?"
Su Jinmu: "..."
Su Jinmu: "…………"
Su Jinmu closed her eyes and fell asleep right there in the water.
Li Xin didn't wait for an answer. After a moment of stunned silence, he realized that the young master had fallen asleep. After a moment, the corners of his lips widened slightly, and he gently massaged the young master's earlobe with his fingertips.
I brushed along the jawline and then pressed on the small cupid's bow in the middle of the upper lip.
Bring it close and give it a scalding hot lick.
It's soft.
like.
Li Xin smiled faintly.
Su Jinmu was in a daze. She was carefully washed clean, pulled out of the water, and gently tucked into the quilt.
It was raining outside and the temperature was a bit low, but he felt as if he were being embraced by a hot stove, his whole body warm and cozy.
Soothingly drift into a deeper sleep.
The dream was hazy and dreamlike.
Before my eyes was another matte black motorcycle, which flashed by in an instant, and the scene changed.
Su Jinmu sat on the carpet, looked up and saw a green potted plant on the high table, with a slightly convex circular switch in the middle of the pot.
A gentle female voice came from beside her, "Mu Mu, do you like it?"
Mu Mu.
Mumu.
Su Jinmu was not fully conscious and was in a daze when she saw a glass screen next to her, reflecting her clear image.
Above is a four or five-year-old child, and next to him is the gentle Professor Su Han.
Su Han smiled and said, "This potted plant can move and even talk."
The child reflected on the screen suddenly grinned, revealing a set of small teeth, "He can talk."
Su Han smiled and said, "Mu Mu, guess what the bonsai will say?"
"Mumu won't guess, Mommy will." The child smiled broadly, her eyes bright, her long eyelashes slightly curled, looking beautiful and adorable. "Mommy will guess."
Su Han was charmed by his cuteness, patted his head, and smiled even more broadly.
"Mom has heard it, so she knows without even guessing."
The child puffed out his cheeks, pressed the switch, and the potted plant immediately began to twist and turn, accompanied by a slight rustling noise.
It seems like I didn't pay attention when recording.
Immediately afterwards, a childish voice rang out from among the leaves.
"Mom guessed wrong."
"The potted plant can say it loves its mother."
The child suddenly smiled, handed the flowerpot to Su Han, and said in a light voice, "I like Mom."
Su Han raised an eyebrow, paused for a moment, then smiled.
"Mom likes Mumu too."
Su Jinmu suddenly opened her eyes.
.
A few days later, Su Jinmu went to the Xu family again.
After P's affair became public, the Xu family would invite him over from time to time, sometimes for meals, sometimes for a chat, or sometimes to go out for a stroll.
His intention was to tell Su Jinmu that no matter what happened, the Xu family would always be a support for him.
Su Jinmu didn't visit often.
But I went this time.
Professor Su Han peeled a mango for him at the table, her eyes filled with concern. "After you went back, did your father say anything? What happened between him and P? How did they fall out?"
Su Jinmu shook his head; he hadn't had a chance to ask Li Xin yet.
Su Han pushed the mango to him, looking at him with a hint of heartache, "Don't think about these things for now. Don't worry about your father's affairs. He's so young. Just eating and drinking every day is enough for you to figure out."
Su Jinmu: "..."
Su Jinmu smiled, her eyes crinkling slightly.
"Jinmu, you look a little listless?" Su Han looked at him with concern.
Su Jinmu: "..."
Feeling listless means you haven't slept well.
Feeling listless is also a sign of not sleeping well.
"fine."
Su Jinmu touched his fingertips, about to say something, when Professor Su Han stood up, placed the back of her warm hand on his forehead, and murmured, "You're not sick, are you just overthinking things?"
"I'll go get you some snacks and drinks, something sweet, and you can get up and take a walk."
Professor Su Han went to get some snacks. Su Jinmu smiled slightly, got up and walked around casually until she reached the bedroom of Xu's youngest son.
The door was open, and the moving potted plant was placed on the table.
But... it's unclear whether it can talk.
Su Jinmu lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes half-covering her pupils, appearing very calm.
He glanced back; Professor Su Han hadn't returned yet.
He went in, his fingertips moving gently, so gently.
The round switch was turned on.
The potted plant toy is well-maintained and remains in perfect condition without any damage.
A hissing noise came from behind.
Following that was a faint, innocent smile—
"Mom guessed wrong."
"The potted plant can say it loves its mother."
Su Jinmu pursed her lips, her fingertips pressing heavily on the corner of the table, a sudden throbbing in the nerves behind her ear.
A surging feeling in my heart surged within me.
He couldn't quite describe the feeling.
But it's a bit sour.
I feel depressed and uncomfortable.
Before Su Han returned with the snacks, Su Jinmu turned off the potted plant toy, left a message, and went home early.
His mind was a bit of a mess.
There is a storage room on the second floor of the Su family's house. Su Jinmu used to live on the second floor as well, but later she started taking some random classes and moved to the third floor to live alone.
Some items from earlier years may have been left in the storage room on the second floor.
Su Jinmu pushed open the door and went in. This storage room was not often visited, and the things inside were very old.
He looked around aimlessly, searching without a specific purpose, and finally found what he wanted.
An old photo album.
This is the earliest photo album of the Su family that he remembers.
Su Jinmu felt a throbbing in her ears and her heart pounding. She curled her fingertips slightly and slowly turned the pages of the thick booklet in her hand.
The story begins with Su's father and mother, and later Su Zeya is added to the cast.
Later, Su Jinmu was added to the list.
The photos mainly focus on the three of them. There are very few photos of Su Jinmu, only two, and they are old and yellowed.
Su Jinmu paused for a moment, then slowly took it out.
One of them is of an eight-year-old, and he already looks somewhat similar to him now.
An earlier one.
Five or six years old.
It was like entering the Su family home and standing blankly at the villa entrance, searching around but finding nothing familiar.
It's very small.
Even Su Jinmu herself doesn't remember what she looked like back then.
The appearance of the youngest son of the Xu family.
Su Jinmu pursed her lips, and a buzzing sound seemed to ring in her ears, booming through her mind.
He flipped through the entire photo album, made sure there were no more photos of him inside, and then, clutching the two photos, left the storage room and went up to the third floor.
"Hey, Xiao Mu."
I had only taken two steps uphill when I was suddenly stopped by a familiar voice.
Su Jinmu turned around, and his father, who was just coming up behind him, saw him and was looking at him with a kind smile.
When you went to the Xu family, did they mention our Su family?
Su Jinmu looked at him quietly for a while, then shook her head.
Father Su clicked his tongue lightly, but it was nothing. He smiled and said, "The Xu family likes you. Go to them more often, interact with them more, and build good relationships."
Su Jinmu looked at him quietly, her heart trembling slightly.
Father Su smiled broadly, his expression friendly, while secretly making his own plans.
Regardless of P and the Li family, since P has a good relationship with Xiao Mu now, they are unlikely to be too ruthless towards the Su family.
Once the Li family deals with P, even if the Su family gets implicated when things come to light, there's still the Xu family. The Xu family likes Xiao Mu and won't abandon them.
...Even if we take a step back and assume that the Xu family really doesn't care about them, or that the Li family is too powerful to defeat them.
Since Xiao Mu said that she and P are friends, then it must be a personal relationship between them.
When the time comes, we'd rather abandon him than implicate the Su family.
Su's father thought it was nothing to worry about.
Actually, this is also Xiao Mu's fault. Although he was the one who sent Xiao Mu there in the beginning, if Xiao Mu had discovered earlier that P was the one who attacked the Li family, he definitely wouldn't have sent him to contact P again after so many interactions with him.
Father Su shook his head inwardly, no longer thinking about these things.
Given the current situation, maintaining good relations with the Xu family is the best option at this stage.
Father Su looked at Su Jinmu with gentle affection and said earnestly, "Father was wrong about P's matter. Father will no longer interfere. You can do whatever you want with him."
"But the Xu family likes you, Xiao Mu, so don't let them down. Keep in touch with them regularly."
Su's father said a lot, but Su Jinmu didn't react much. She watched quietly, and when he finally finished speaking, she nodded and silently returned to the third floor.
Su's father frowned as he watched him from behind.
Su Jinmu returned to his room. Li Xin wasn't there. He sat alone on the sofa, his mind seemingly empty, yet also full.
My thoughts wandered aimlessly.
He knew that Su's father had always wanted to establish a connection with the Xu family. Without him, Su's father could do whatever he wanted and contact them however he pleased.
Whether he gets on the hook or not is entirely up to him.
But he's blocking my way.
As long as he's alive, as long as he lives.
He will always be the Su family's stepping stone.
The Xu family might get annoyed, might draw a line, or perhaps...
Su Jinmu lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes obscuring her pupils, her expression unreadable.
Calm as if he were a hermit.
A skinny horse from a young age.
Li Xin's anorexia.
The Su family's external relations ties.
He's... he's tired of it.
Tired of being used.
Su Jinmu left the photos in the bedroom, without taking them with her, and went to Xu's house again.
As dusk approached, fiery clouds rolled and spread across the sky, bursting forth with vast expanses of rosy light. Pedestrians hurried along the road, each with a different expression.
Su Jinmu stood by the roadside.
Looking up, Su Han saw Xu Yu and Xu Sibai returning from a nearby supermarket, carrying various groceries and snacks. Su Han came out of the house to greet them.
Seeing so much food, he clicked his tongue and said, "We bought too much; we can't finish it all."
Xu Sibai smiled and said, "Not much. The fresh ingredients are only enough for two or three meals. The rest are easy to store and can be eaten slowly."
Su Han looked around and saw several kinds of fruit, including a large watermelon. She raised an eyebrow and smiled, "Does today's watermelon have seeds?"
Xu Yu: "..."
Xu Yu remained silent, then coldly replied, "I picked them myself; they're seedless."
"Ah," Su Han said with regret, "I won't take you with me next time I buy fruit."
Xu Yu: "…………"
Xu Yu raised her eyes and looked at her with a deep gaze.
Su Han and Xu Sibai laughed together and walked home, with the colorful clouds in the sky as they went.
Su Jinmu watched for a moment, then smiled slightly, her eyes curving gently.
Very good.
The Xu family's life has been on track for many years, time has flowed on and on, never to be overturned.
They are doing very well now.
Su Jinmu turned around, her back to him.
He's past the age of wanting love from his parents, though he may have hoped for it before.
But now there's not a trace left.
After more than a decade in the Su family, he has been unable to integrate into a new intimate relationship.
...Xu family, Li Xin.
That's true for all of them.
For the Yu family, the best news is that there is no news about their youngest son.
Yu Lixin, he will die.
Time will take everything away.
He will have absolute freedom.
No more constraints.
Su Jinmu took a deep breath, rubbed her face, smiled slightly, and strode away in the opposite direction.
Su Han was carrying a small cake, a dessert she had bought on her way back after seeing Su Jinmu looking listless.
Before Xu Sibai returned, Su Jinmu suddenly left.
As Su Han walked, her heart suddenly ached, and an inexplicable feeling swept over her chest, bringing a wave of bitterness. Instinctively, she stopped and looked back without warning.
My fingertips trembled, and the little cake fell to the ground.
"What's wrong?" Xu Sibai asked, looking at her.
Su Han pursed her lips, her brows furrowed, and her heart pounded heavily, aching terribly.
Her face was pale, and she walked back a few steps with her head down. Xu Yu and Xu Sibai hurriedly followed, watching her anxiously. "What happened?"
Su Han looked blankly, a hint of disappointment in her eyes, and shook her head listlessly as she gazed at the sun-lit street.
"……have no idea."
"I just suddenly... feel a little sad."
.
When Li Xin returned, there was a faint smell of burning in the room. The afterglow of the firelight scorched the last piece of white paper.
...It looks like a photograph.
Li Xin looked over and saw that the iron box on the table was now just a little bit of ashes. The young master was sitting on the sofa, casually propping his chin up, looking relaxed and carefree.
Her eyelashes blinked slowly, and her shimmering eyes seemed somewhat lost in thought, as if she were idly daydreaming.
To detach oneself from the world and enjoy the quiet and freedom of being alone.
Li Xin's heart sank suddenly, his heart contracted violently in a strange way, and he stepped forward abruptly.
Standing between Su Jinmu's knees, she stared at him at very close range, her voice very low.
"...Young Master?"
Su Jinmu was in a daze before realizing that Li Xin had returned, and raised an eyebrow, "You're back."
The attacks on the Li family intensified, and Li Xin was also busy lately, frequently taking leave to go out, which Su Jinmu never inquired about.
The boy stood in front of him. Su Jinmu looked up and saw his eyes were fixed on the boy's waist and abdomen. He raised his eyebrows and lifted the hem of his clothes slightly with his fingers.
He slowly and deliberately probed inside, pressing against her strong waist and abdomen.
Li Xin's body was cold, but Su Jinmu's palms were even colder.
The young master's body temperature is always warm.
A deep gloom settled in Li Xin's eyes. He wrapped his arms around the young master's wrist, gripped it tightly, and rubbed his fingertips together.
"What are you burning?"
"Oh... utterly useless stuff."
Su Jinmu smiled slightly.
Li Xin lowered his eyes and stared at him, then squatted down slightly, kneeling on one knee. His dark eyes were fixed on him, and his voice was a little slower, "Is the young master unhappy?"
Su Jinmu: "..."
Su Jinmu smiled and said, "No."
He raised his hand, wanting to touch the boy's Adam's apple, like a cat whose gaze is drawn to something moving. He touched it briefly, then his attention wandered.
Li Xin's heart tightened further, his brows furrowed, and a hint of coldness spread around him.
...a strange feeling.
Su Jinmu was looking at him.
It's like I didn't even see him.
The young master has his own world.
But he was not among them.
"...Ugh!"
Su Jinmu's wrist was suddenly tightened as someone grabbed it, and then she was unexpectedly pushed and shoved into the corner of the sofa.
The boy pressed down heavily on top of her, without pulling back, effectively trapping her beneath him.
Su Jinmu: "...???"
Su Jinmu was so crowded that she could hardly breathe, completely enveloped by Li Xin. She clicked her tongue and asked, "What are you doing?"
He tried to push the boy away, but his wrists were tightly bound. The boy trapped him tightly, his head nuzzling against his neck, squeezing him firmly into the corner of the sofa.
There's nowhere to hide.
She was completely exposed in the boy's arms.
Li Xin grasped the young master's hands, lowered his head and nuzzled his cheek, his brows furrowed in a dark and brooding expression, "I want the young master to see me."
Su Jinmu: "..."
Su Jinmu: ? ? ?
Su Jinmu laughed at him, a slight smile playing on her lips. "Haven't I been watching you the whole time?"
Li Xin tightened his grip, his fingers becoming even more clenched, a chilling coldness seeping into his eyes, eerily strange.
Something's not right.
Something's not right!
He lowered his head and licked the corner of the young master's curved lips.
"...Hmm."
Su Jinmu felt an instinctive itch, her lips parted slightly, and the boy forcefully forced his way through her teeth and invaded her.
As their lips and tongues intertwined, Su Jinmu's breathing gradually became difficult, her chest heaving, her brain lacking oxygen, and her consciousness becoming somewhat hazy.
The voice in my ear was soft and gentle.
"Young master, would you like to go to bed?"
Su Jinmu: "..."
The last time he took the initiative, I had a pretty good impression of him.
Su Jinmu bit his lip, her breath slightly rapid, and nodded, "Okay, I want to be on top."
Su Jinmu felt hot all over and instinctively raised her hand, but her wrist was grabbed by the boy. As her consciousness wavered, Li Xin suddenly stepped back and stared straight at her.
A probing gaze, a mixture of desire and chilling coldness.
"No, if the young master doesn't tell the truth, he won't let you be on top."
Su Jinmu: "…………???"
You son of a bitch.
Su Jinmu was forced to snap out of her daze, lifting her long eyelashes to look at him with displeasure. "What truth?"
Li Xin's eyes were sinister as he stared at him with a bone-slicing, blood-sucking gaze. "What are you burning? Where did you go today?"
Su Jinmu: "..."
Su Jinmu: "…………"
That thing, is it a ghost or a dog? It's too perceptive.
Su Jinmu clicked her tongue, squeezed into the corner of the sofa by the boy. Her clothes were slightly disheveled, and her skin was beautifully adorned with snow-white petals, making one's mouth water. Her bright red lips opened and closed a few times.
"Then you can stay upstairs."
Li Xin: "..."
Li Xin's eyes darkened further, becoming eerily sinister, like a ghost pressed against his forehead in the night. He twitched his scarlet lips and gave a slow, gentle smile.
"Young master, I will cry for you."
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