Su Er's eyes dimmed for a moment, but she quickly regained her composure. "It's okay. Don't bother him if he has something to do. It was my fault for not considering that."
Aunt Cui sighed, finding it strange, "This has never happened before..."
"It's alright, there must be something on your mind," Su Er said, patting Aunt Cui's shoulder reassuringly. "Aunt Cui, you've been keeping me company all afternoon, go and rest. I'll wait by myself."
“But…” Aunt Cui was worried about her.
"It's really okay. I'm all smelly from cooking fumes anyway, I'll just go upstairs, take a shower, and change. I'll heat up the food myself." With that, Su Er leaned closer and winked shyly. "Besides, I'm shy..."
Aunt Cui blushed upon hearing this, "Alright, alright, you young people can make your own noise, I won't bother you."
When Su Er finished washing up and came out, the downstairs area was still quiet. Su Er put on her shawl and waited downstairs until nine o'clock, feeling a little restless.
She had gotten up at around 5 a.m. today and hadn't slept on the way. After a day of intense tension, she could no longer resist the drowsiness churning in her mind.
Thinking she would just take a nap, Su Er covered her head with a shawl, leaned against the soft couch downstairs, and fell asleep.
Jiang Siyan returned to the courtyard close to midnight. At this hour, apart from a few small lamps under the eaves, the house was pitch black.
Jiang Zhuoli called him that evening, asking him to come home and say that it was his birthday the next day and they should have dinner together.
After all, his older brother wasn't in Beicheng, and he had indeed been too busy to go home these days, so Jiang Siyan didn't think much of it and agreed.
But once he got home, besides his own parents, there were also several members of the Cheng family. Everyone could see what kind of scheme this was.
Since they were already inside, Jiang Siyan felt he should give them some face. Besides, he was going to be alone anyway, and drinking was the only option. So he sat down.
The atmosphere at the dinner was naturally lively and harmonious. After a few drinks, it was already eleven o'clock when the meal ended.
He said goodbye and was about to leave when Jiang Zhuoli called out to him, "Siyan, you're going back to Dongfeng Lane, right?"
Jiang Siyan stopped and looked at his father, waiting for him to continue.
"It just so happens that Youli has to go to work tomorrow. You live in the same area, so could you help take him home?"
I was surrounded by trees, and I could hear the sound of the wind blowing in my ears.
Jiang Siyan glanced at Cheng Youli and the group of elders standing behind him, sneered, and said nonchalantly, "Alright, get in the car."
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