Just like Sang Wuyan sitting there, watching Su Nianqin tidying up the clutter in the living room alone. His progress was very slow, because he needed to restore the things that Sang Wuyan had touched to their original positions one by one, because each object had a fixed position, otherwise he would be very uncomfortable.
"You don't like me touching your things?"
"It's okay." Su Nianqin said, "But it would be better if you remembered to put it back every time."
"I thought the photo frame looked better on the left, so I moved it." Sang Wuyan explained.
Su Nianqin remained silent.
"Who are the people in the photos in the frames?" Sang Wuyan continued.
"What person?" This question finally caught Su Nianqin's attention.
"The one in your hand."
Su Nianqin paused, stood there, and said in silence for a while, "Sang Wuyan, come here."
Seeing that he looked unhappy, she walked over reluctantly and asked, "What for?"
"Who is in the photo?"
"Why would I ask you if I knew?" She wanted to say this, but when she saw Su Nianqin's face, she could only say hesitantly, "It's an old photo. There are a lot of people, old and young. Some look like family portraits. Uh - this person looks a bit like Miss Yu, but with short hair, not quite the same as she is now. There's a woman next to her, holding her hand."
“Is there a big pond in the background?”
"Oh, yes. There's a fountain here."
After Su Nianqin received Sang Wuyan's affirmative response, he quickly took the photo frame back, turned around and threw it into the trash can.
Sang Wuyan saw his slightly angry brows and opened her mouth in surprise.
"Did I say something wrong?"
"No, that's fine. Thank you." But his tone was very bad.
After a while, he picked up the photo frame from the trash can again.
Su Nianqin's gloomy face remained on her face until Yu Xiaolu came back from buying groceries.
Yu Xiaolu smelled the solemn atmosphere as soon as she entered the room, and Sang Wuyan winked at her.
Yu Xiaolu mouthed: "Did you have a fight?"
Sang Wuyan shook his head, squinted his eyes, and made the shape of the word "photo frame" with his mouth.
Miss me? Yu Xiaolu wondered.
Sang Wuyan pointed at the thing in Su Nianqin's hand again.
"You two should stop using secret signals." Su Nianqin raised the photo she had been holding in her hand, "Yu Xiaolu, what is this?"
"Ah?" Yu Xiaolu didn't know how to explain for a moment.
"Landscape painting?" Su Nianqin sneered.
"You actually said it was a landscape painting." He repeated it, his tone even colder than the previous one.
"Nianqin, listen to me..."
"Tell me, how long has this photo been here? You actually told me that this is just a landscape painting." He asked indifferently.
"What do you want to say? That our family loves each other? You know what I hate the most. You actually put them so blatantly under my nose. Are you playing tricks on me? Teasing me? Ridiculing me? It's because I'm a blind man who can't see anything!" He should have been extremely angry, but he said it in a sarcastic and self-deprecating tone, which made others feel even more uncomfortable.
He stood up and slowly tore the photo into pieces.
Sang Wuyan stared at the scene in amazement. What on earth was going on
That night, Su Nianqin didn't even have dinner.
Since he had decided not to continue his studies after graduation, Sang Wuyan had to work even harder at the radio station.
The topic about Yi Jin was replaced by other news. The entertainment industry is like this, no wonder Su Nianqin tried his best to avoid it. However, once he has a new work, someone will call the station to ask about Yi Jin. Sang Wuyan personally answered the hotline and office calls.
After all, their stage is the only place where this person has ever shown up.
“To be honest, I was really scared when I saw him for the first time. Only then did I realize that the words ‘other than worldly’ could also be applied to men.” said Wang Lan from Nie Xi Studio while having a work lunch in the cafeteria.
"If only I had brought a camera with me to take a picture and sell it to a magazine," Ye Li sighed.
Both of them are staff members who have met Su Nianqin in person, but they have good professional ethics.
"You're crazy! If the director or Sister Xi knew, we'd all be dead."
Ye Li turned around and said to Sang Wuyan, "It's a pity that you haven't met him in person."
Sang Wuyan nodded and smiled secretly.
"Wu Yan, why are you so silent and laughing?" Wang Lan asked.
"Because today Master Fang gave me half more shredded beef with green peppers than usual, it was really enjoyable to eat." Sang Wuyan said.
Ye Li and Wang Lan could only look at each other in silence.
"I heard you moved to live by the lake in the west of the city? You're so lucky to have a boyfriend like that. There are luxury cars and villas there."
"It seems that the house is not his." This is what Su Nianqin said at the time.
"Oh - then you have to be careful. I see that the news team at the station often encounters cases where men use their houses to pretend to be rich in order to deceive marriage." Ye Li reminded.
Sang Wuyan smiled.
Halfway through the meal, Su Nianqin called.
"have you eaten?"
"We are eating and chatting."
"Chat?" Su Nianqin could never understand why some people liked to talk at the dinner table
"Let's chat for a moment. It is said that his photo can be sold for a high price." Sang Wuyan smiled and looked at the two colleagues next to him.
"Did you eat beef?" Su Nianqin asked.
"How do you know?" Sang Wuyan was surprised. Could it be that the person on the other end of the line could smell the meat
Her question was tantamount to confessing her guilt.
"What did the doctor say? You forgot it as soon as you left the house!" Su Nianqin was angry.
A few days ago, Sang Wuyan had a rash due to skin allergies again. After examination, the doctor asked her to avoid protein and beef.
For Sang Wuyan, who loves meat, this is a kind of pain. She said: "I have lost half of the fun in my life."
Su Nianqin said: "Just bear with it for a few days when the rash appears. How can it be so exaggerated?"
The purpose of Su Nianqin's call now was to supervise her.
"How do you know what I ate?" Sang Wuyan asked again.
"You sound like a smug villain, so I'm sure you're right."
She held the phone and stuck out her tongue with a look that said, "Let's see what you can do to me."
"You must go home for lunch from now on." Su Nianqin announced the punishment decision.
"The two places are far apart and I'm too lazy to run."
"Then I will personally go to your cafeteria to watch over you at noon!" Someone returned to his tyrannical nature.
"No!" Sang Wuyan surrendered immediately. If these women knew that he was her boyfriend, he would be tortured to death.
It was almost dusk when Sang Wuyan returned home.
She sighed inadvertently as she took off her shoes.
When Su Nianqin heard this, he paused. He knew that she was really tired from running between four places.
She had to go back to school and work at the radio station, but she was worried about Cheng Yin living alone so she went back to see her often. Finally, she came back to him.
He often asked himself, am I being selfish? But another voice in his heart said: No, Su Nianqin, you can be even more selfish for love.
But it is always cruel to ask one person to sacrifice his ideals to accommodate another person.
Su Nianqin asked: "Has the rash gone down a bit? Is it itchy?"
"You really want me to come back for lunch?"
"Need not."
"Are you going?" Sang Wuyan became even more nervous.
"I'm not shameful, why can't I go?" Su Nianqin raised his eyebrows.
"You know that's not what I meant." Sang Wuyan was a little anxious.
"I won't go either, as long as you listen to me."
Sang Wuyan's heart suddenly felt warm, "Yeah."
"By the way," Su Nianqin suddenly thought of something, "What is the other half of your life's fun?"
Sang Wuyan smiled mysteriously, "Eat pork."
"… "
"Ah—Xiaolu, I just added the seasoning and used vinegar instead of soy sauce."
"It's okay, I'll re-season it later." Yu Xiaolu came over immediately to clean up the mess left by Sang Wuyan. She skillfully beat an egg, then added some salt and stirred it with chopsticks. Then she tasted the pork ribs and radish soup that Sang Wuyan had just cooked and found it too salty, so she added more water and put it back to cook.
The kitchen was originally quite big, but when Sang Wuyan stood there, she felt like she had no place to stay and was totally redundant. She had no choice but to shrink into a corner to chat with Yu Xiaolu.
"Where did Su Nianqin go?" When she came back, she didn't see any trace of the man.
"Something happened at home, so someone came to take him back." Yu Xiaolu said calmly, as usual.
"Home? He has a home?" Sang Wuyan was stunned.
"How come there is no home? Could the Shishan Su family just disappear out of thin air? Didn't he tell you?" Yu Xiaolu was a little confused while cooking.
"Shishan? Su family?" Sang Wuyan was puzzled.
At this time, Yu Xiaolu stopped what she was doing, looked at Sang Wuyan, and said hesitantly: "If he hasn't mentioned it to you before, then I'm being too nosy. Nianqin probably has his own ideas, and I won't talk about him anymore."
"Then can you tell me about your own affairs?" Sang Wuyan suddenly felt that she should not be so passive anymore.
"See what they are?" Yu Xiaolu said.
I don’t know who influenced whom between her and Su Nianqin, but they are actually very similar in some ways, or maybe this is just the character of their family.
"Are you and Su Nianqin related?"
"right."
"He said he grew up in an orphanage. Why was he sent to an orphanage if he already had a family?"
"Well - this question is quite complicated and long. Please ask a simpler one."
"He said his mother died. Is his father still alive?"
"Of course I am." Yu Xiaolu nodded. "But I only answer questions that are related to me. This is also against the rules. Forget it, this question is a gift from me to you. Next one."
"What is your relationship with him?" After asking this, Sang Wuyan felt embarrassed again, as if he was confronting his love rival.
Yu Xiaolu didn't take it seriously and answered simply, "I'm his aunt."
"Aunt?!" Sang Wuyan was dumbfounded.
"Unrelated aunt."
Sang Wuyan's mind stopped on the word "aunt" and she couldn't process it for a long time.
"My sister is his stepmother."
Sang Wuyan stayed where he was.
At this moment, a dark Bentley stopped at a corner a hundred meters away from the house, and the driver heard Su Nianqin say in the back seat: "It's right here, don't drive past."
The driver looked at Yu Weilan, who was sitting in the back seat, through the rearview mirror with some embarrassment.
Yu Weilan nodded to the driver.
As the car slowly stopped, Yu Weilan said, "Your father is in poor health and is always worried about you. Go back and visit him more often."
Su Nianqin was silent.
"I heard from Xiaolu that the girl you like is very cute, treat her well." She was only a few years older than Su Nianqin, but the way she spoke was that of an elder, and she even patted Su Nianqin's hand that was resting on her knee.
"You don't have to tell me, I will cherish it." Su Nianqin withdrew her hand, then got out of the car and left.
"Young Master." The driver was about to send him off, but was stopped by Yu Weilan.
"Forget it, he can do it himself."
Sang Wuyan just happened to see Su Nianqin pushing open the fence and entering the small garden through the kitchen glass.
She suddenly became panicked, and there were many unknowns that made her not know what to do.
In the afternoon, she and Cheng Yin met in a cafe.
"There are very complicated interpersonal relationships in their family," said Cheng Yin.
The waiter came over.
"I want a strawberry milkshake. Cheng Yin, what do you want to drink?"
"Iced plum juice."
The waiter wrote down: "Is one cup of strawberry milkshake all you have?" He obviously ignored Cheng Yin's request.
"And sour plum juice." Sang Wuyan added.
"She should have a very good background." Cheng Yin continued to analyze. The family background of someone who can be picked up by a Bentley car cannot be too bad. "When they are connected, there is no doubt that it is common for rich people to have old men and young wives. Yu Xiaolu certainly has no reason to lie to you. Now the question is: why did Su Nianqin hide it from you? For this society, having a rich family is such a good thing, why not tell the truth?"
"I'm a little angry. Am I not qualified to ask him to tell the truth? Does he want to test whether I am a gold digger? Cheng Yin, I suddenly have no confidence in love." Sang Wuyan scratched his hair, "I am so distressed."
"Yes. If you become Mrs. Su in the future, it will be a real problem if you have too much money and don't know where to spend it. We need to think it over carefully."
"screw you."
Sang Wuyan had a bitter face, feeling anxious that no one could help her. Originally, she just thought that Yi Jin was Su Nianqin and Su Nianqin was Yi Jin, and this was the biggest secret she could enjoy.
She made a phone call and asked Li Lulu to help her check what the "Shishan Su Family" was on the Internet. From Yu Xiaolu's tone, it should be a well-known name, so it should be possible to find it.
The result was unexpectedly shocking.
A wealthy family, which owns the world-famous RD cosmetics.
"Mainly cosmetics?"
"No, it's just that we know this best. Others..." Li Lulu moved the mouse, "There are also oil rigs."
"Oil what?"
"It's probably something used to extract oil, sold specifically to foreigners."
It was truly a world that Sang Wuyan could never imagine.
Li Lulu asked: "Sang Wuyan, are you not going to work anymore and are you planning to change your goal to find a rich husband?"
"No."
After leaving Cheng Yin, Sang Wuyan sat in the park and calmed down for a while.
Su Nianqin's mother died early, and she grew up in an orphanage - this is something Sang Wuyan accepted. And she was under great pressure from her family to be with him, but Sang Wuyan always felt that Su Nianqin was her personal property. She understood him.
But within one day, she suddenly discovered that Su Nianqin was not what she thought. He was not an orphan, nor was he alone. He had a father, a stepmother, and even a distinguished family. Almost in an instant, all her perceptions collapsed.
The key is that the first person who let himself know everything was not Su Nianqin himself!
She nervously dialed the phone home, hoping her mother would still pay attention to her.
Sang Wuyan said: "Mom, I am Yanyan."
Mother Sang on the other end of the phone paused for a moment and didn't speak immediately. It was obvious that she was still angry.
Seeing that her mother didn't answer, Sang Wuyan suddenly didn't know what to say, "I... I saw if you guys went for a walk."
"No, I'm home alone and I'm just about to go out."
Hearing his mother speaking the same way as before, Sang Wuyan breathed a sigh of relief, "Dad is still in school?"
"Yes, the school is conducting a teaching evaluation and is very busy."
"Mom..." Sang Wuyan said, "You don't have to wire money to the bank anymore. I've earned enough from working."
"You must take the graduation exam seriously, and send back the photo you took when you are awarded the degree." The mother returned to her motherly nature, "I will also send you living expenses when you graduate. How much money do you earn from working? Girls must be independent and use their own money to hold their heads up high."
"Yeah." She understood what her mother meant and had kept those teachings in mind since childhood.
After she hung up the phone, she realized what she was worried about. Her mother once said that even if he was rich and powerful, we would not dream of marrying into his family.
Her mother only wanted her to be ordinary and happy since she was young, but she was particularly strict about her studies. She said that studying, going to college, and finding a husband with a similar status and income to hers were the benchmarks of happiness.
(End of this chapter)