Chapter 12 The Cunning Little Mute
Li Jichuan's temper flared up very quickly.
Instantly, the atmosphere in the ward became tense.
Li Peirong, puffing out his pale beard, glared at his grandson who had suddenly bristled.
"Which eye of yours saw me bullying him?"
The old man was clearly aggrieved, but he refused to back down and patted the bed forcefully.
"I'm already like this, why would you bully him?"
Li Jichuan still held Su Pu's wrist, applying firm force to that slender wrist.
“I clearly saw you reach out to him.”
Li Peirong got even angrier when she heard that. "What do you mean by reaching out? I reached out because I wanted to hit him!"
“You used to discipline me in that same way all the time,” Li Jichuan retorted directly.
Li Peirong was speechless for a moment.
Yes, from childhood to adulthood, every time he reached out, Li Jichuan received a slap in return.
He admitted that his discipline had always been strict.
But he also had his reasons; now that things had come to this, he wanted to make a change.
Li Jichuan pulled Su Pu back, "You've seen the person, whether you're satisfied or not is up to you, we're leaving now."
"You, you all come back..."
I still have something to say.
Li Peirong chased after their departing figures, calling out weakly a few times.
However, he was still the only one left in the ward.
"well……"
Li Peirong turned his head to the side; outside the window, the sky was ablaze with the golden-red sunset.
In the silent hospital room, he stared blankly at the setting sun.
I sat there silently for a very long time.
.
Li Jichuan and Su Pu got into the car and remained silent the whole way.
Su Pu silently observed Li Jichuan's ashen face.
Strangely enough, he could sense that both Li Jichuan and his grandfather wanted to get closer to each other.
But why is it that when two people are actually together, they always end up pushing each other further and further apart?
At that moment, Li Jichuan received a phone call.
After hearing what was said over there, Li Jichuan's expression grew even more grave.
Even Su Pu couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.
After a while, Li Jichuan adjusted his headphones with one hand and began to rub his brow with the other.
It was obvious that his patience was running out...
"So, after all that explanation, you just wanted to tell me that at least 75% of the samples you collected are not of any reference value..."
Li Jichuan frowned deeply, clearly displeased.
"I hired you to work... Instead of making excuses, you should save your energy for preparing new resumes."
They were still talking over there, and Su Pu's ears were filled with a buzzing noise.
Li Jichuan had already taken off his headphones and was trying his best to adjust his mindset.
"Okay, give me a solution before tomorrow's deadline, otherwise your team will have to schedule a meeting with HR next Monday to prepare for your resignation."
After hanging up the phone, Li Jichuan closed his eyes tightly and leaned back against the pillow.
After staying like that for a while, Li Jichuan slowly opened his eyes again.
The gazes around me were too obvious and too intense.
He turned his head to look over and saw those round, doe-like eyes staring at him expectantly, and couldn't help but chuckle.
"What are you doing, looking at me like that?"
Do you really think I'm as cold-blooded, ruthless, and cruel as the rumors suggest?
Li Jichuan mocked himself.
He was tired of hearing these words. As a "superior," someone who decides the fate of tens of thousands of employees in the group, he had to scold some people and establish some rules.
Li Peirong has already built such a prosperous empire for him; his only mission is to "continue the legend."
This is a mission he has been immersed in since childhood.
Su Pu shook his head and tentatively reached out his hand.
Li Jichuan subconsciously shrank his body, though the movement was not obvious.
Then, he cleared his throat and asked in a serious tone:
"what?"
Su Pu smiled and tried to appear friendly. Then she took his hand and gently massaged a few acupoints on his hand to relieve his pent-up emotions.
This massage technique was taught to my mother by the uncle in the next bed when she was hospitalized.
That uncle massaged his wife, who was bedridden, every day like this.
More than a decade later, Su Pu used the same method to subdue Li Jichuan as well.
Each stroke was gentle yet precise.
Li Jichuan felt a tingling sensation on his scalp and subconsciously closed his eyes.
Immediately, reason returned, and he suddenly realized something.
Is the little mute girl being so kind to him because she wants him to be careless and then be manipulated by others without realizing it?
Composing himself, Li Jichuan withdrew his hand.
The next second, the little mute boy grabbed her other hand.
I'm really tired.
Do you really want to curry favor with him that much?
Why not just make your request directly and then offer an equivalent exchange? After all, Su Pu even accompanied him to see his grandfather.
If she were to ask him to accompany her to his family's party, he would agree, both out of courtesy and reason.
But Su Pu did not.
She continued to massage him attentively, carefully observing him as she did so.
He seemed to be judging whether his strength and technique satisfied him.
"..."
Why be so humble?
Li Jichuan wanted Su Pu to save his energy and to state his requests openly.
But as soon as I opened my mouth, drowsiness overcame me, and my mind went completely black.
The long-awaited sleepiness enveloped him softly and naturally.
...
When I woke up again, the car had already driven to the apartment's underground parking garage.
The car's engine was off, but the air conditioning was still on, gently blowing cool air.
The driver had already left, leaving only Li Jichuan and Su Pu sitting side by side in the back seat.
Li Jichuan didn't know how long he had slept, but he felt that he had slept very soundly and peacefully.
He couldn't remember the last time he had such a high-quality sleep experience.
When he was lucid, his mind was much clearer, and his migraines disappeared completely.
Meanwhile, the area between the thumb and forefinger was being massaged repeatedly, and unknowingly, the force rhythmically spread from the area between the thumb and forefinger to the palm, wrist, and forearm.
The little mute boy was like a little massage robot, patiently massaging him regardless of whether he was asleep or could feel it.
"Cough, um."
Feeling uneasy, Li Jichuan cleared his throat and reminded Su Pu that he was awake.
If you have any requests, now is the best time to make them.
However, Su Pu released his hand when she heard him make a sound.
Then, with a smile, he jumped out of the car, took his wheelchair from the trunk, unfolded it for him, and placed it beside the car.
Finally, Su Pu helped him out of the car and made sure he was comfortably seated in the wheelchair.
The driver went home first; he hadn't had dinner yet.
Su Pu was explaining to him why there were only two of them left in the car.
Let's go home too.
After he finished reading, Su Pu put away his phone and pushed his wheelchair toward the elevator.
Li Jichuan suddenly slammed on the brakes, and Su Pu didn't react in time.
After a moment of hesitation, the little mute boy's body suddenly leaned towards Li Jichuan, then he quickly darted back.
Li Jichuan only smelled a refreshing lemon scent.
Su Pu walked around to the front of his wheelchair, facing him, and looked at him with a puzzled expression.
"Don't you have anything to say to me?"
Li Jichuan felt extremely uncomfortable.
Su Pu thought about it carefully and realized that there really wasn't one.
He shook his head.
"Is that so?" Li Jichuan stared at him for a while, then finally gave in, "Then let's go home."
Before Su Pu could go back to help him push the wheelchair, Li Jichuan had already remotely controlled the wheelchair to move forward half a meter.
"You won't need to help push my wheelchair anymore, it's electric, so it doesn't take much effort."
Li Jichuan coldly uttered a sentence.
A few seconds later, he heard footsteps behind him. Su Pu caught up and walked close to his wheelchair.
What an insensitive move! Li Jichuan hates it when people come up to him like this.
It looks cheap and casual.
However, the little mute girl beside him seemed completely oblivious to this, playfully and intermittently touching him.
Her smile was like she was soaking in honey.
Tsk, how can someone be so oblivious to what I'm saying?
"I don't want you to push my wheelchair" means I don't want you to get close to me.
Why are they getting even closer?
Li Jichuan rubbed his forehead and remotely controlled the wheelchair into the elevator.
Su Pu stayed close to him the whole way until the two entered the house.
Uncle Wang was waiting at the door. When he saw the two of them come back together, still clinging to each other like glue, he couldn't be happier.
Li Jichuan felt his face burning from that smile, and once inside the house, he completely left Su Pu behind.
Uncle Wang greeted him, "Mr. Li, dinner is ready..."
"I'm not eating," Li Jichuan said, rushing into the study without looking back. "I... I have a meeting later."
Hmph, a policy of appeasement, a wolf in sheep's clothing hiding a thorn in the side.
Li Jichuan retreated to his study, still shaken.
He had long seen through Su Pu's scheme, which was to show him goodwill, to deceive him into a state of confusion, and to turn him into an embryo that had lost the ability to judge.
It seems the party at home is a minor matter; who knows what unreasonable demands await him in the future?
Invite him to a party today, and he can sign the share transfer agreement tomorrow. By the time he realizes it, half of the Li family will be surnamed Su.
Taking a deep breath, Li Jichuan forced himself to calm down.
Hmph, he saw through it again, you cunning little mute!
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