Diagonally opposite the study is the master bedroom of Su Jitong and his wife. Su Chi was rubbing the cover when a voice suddenly sounded at the door, "Boss?"
Su Chi turned his head, and Yu Xinyan was standing at the door looking at the account book in his hand: "What are you doing?"
He paused, "It's okay, I'll just make sure."
Yu Xinyan speculated, "Are you sure you're still on this?"
Su Chi, "..."
He put the household registration book back to its original place, and said calmly, "It's not to confirm myself."
"Huh?" Yu Xinyan didn't turn the corner for a while, Su Chi got up and walked out of the study when she was lost.
With a click, the door of the study was gently closed, and Su Chi walked down the stairs, his back regained his usual straightness and calmness.
Yu Xinyan looked at it for two seconds before returning to the bedroom. Su Jitong was sitting on the sofa reading a magazine with his legs crossed. He raised his eyes from behind the magazine and saw his wife was thinking.
"What's the matter, ma'am, are you thinking about whether you want a hug?"
"Ji Tong, don't be so greasy in middle age." Yu Xinyan pushed his face away, "I just saw the boss in the study."
Su Jitong didn't take it seriously, and only hugged in his heart: "Here, there are a lot of company documents there, and he often goes there."
"But he's looking at the account book."
Su Jitong froze for a moment, put the magazine on after a few seconds and stood up abruptly, "What is he doing with the household registration book?"
"It is said to be confirmed... Hey, Ji Tong, what are you doing?"
Su Jitong quickly opened the door and walked to the study, "I also need to confirm!"
Yu Xinyan hurriedly followed behind him, "What do you want to confirm?"
Su Jitong was speechless! He simply pretended to be selectively deaf, walked straight to the bookcase in the corner and leaned down, exactly the same as his eldest son ten minutes ago.
He quickly took out a household registration book from the inside, flicked through a few pages, groped around in the cabinet a few more times, then took out another household registration book from the bottom, and opened it—it was Su Yuyi's.
He let go of his hanging heart, and suddenly let out a long breath: Fortunately, they are all here.
Yu Xinyan craned her neck to look at him from behind, "You dug up the two household accounts to confirm what, it's not that someone wants to register for marriage."
Su Jitong suddenly shouted angrily, "He dares!"
Yu Xinyan, "..."
Yu Xinyan, "??"
Su Yaoyi fell asleep until dinner time, like a dormant rice bucket.
By the time we went downstairs to the restaurant, the whole family had already arrived. As soon as he stepped into the restaurant, he noticed something was wrong with the atmosphere—
Especially Su Jitong and Su Chi, one is depressed and the other is proud.
Su Yaoyi glanced at their expressions, "Brother, did you bully Dad?"
His attitude is just, like a sensible parent bringing his own bear child to apologize to the suffering children.
Everyone, "..."
Su Jitong's anger was completely extinguished, "It's not like that."
Su Yaoyi comforted him, "It's good that Dad is not bullied."
Seeing that the role positioning is getting more and more deviated, Yu Xinyan interrupted this illogical farce at the right time, "Dinner..."
As Su Yaoyi sat down obediently, the family also picked up their chopsticks and began to eat.
Su Ting kept his eyes open, nose, nose and heart in mind, and only picked out vegetables for himself in a leisurely manner, turning a blind eye to the undercurrents on the table.
Su Jianchen faintly felt that there was hidden information floating in the air, but he was still looking for a way to join the group chat.
For a while, no one spoke, only the crisp sound of chopsticks hitting the porcelain plate.
When the meal was almost halfway through, Su Chi's bowl was empty. For the first time ever, he was only 80% full for dinner and got up to refill a bowl of rice, which showed his lighthearted mood.
Su Yaoyi saw it in his eyes, and his heart sank: Could it be that his elder brother was really sucked up by himself, and he was replenishing his strength
Su Jitong's eyes fell on the newly added bowl of rice, he cleared his throat unhappily, and pointedly looked at the eldest son who had a great appetite.
"I'll go and lock the cabinet in the study in a while." Makes you proud.
Su Zhi put a spare rib in his bowl without changing his expression.
Su Jitong frowned and increased the weight, "Then took the key and melted it."
Su Chi still didn't make a sound, and even picked up a piece of ribs for Su Yaoyi, and the two of them started to stalk the dog across the table again, their eyes flickering.
Seeing that the deterrence was ineffective, Su Jitong was about to say something else when he was suddenly interrupted by his wife.
"Ji Tong, I don't quite understand what you're doing." Yu Xinyan looked at him with demented eyes, "Call someone to pick the lock when you want to open the cabinet?"
Su Jitong, "..."
His pretentiousness was finally suppressed under the palm of his wife.
After dinner, Su Yaoyi was dragged upstairs by Su Chi, saying that he wanted to exercise to "digest food".
As soon as the bedroom door was closed, Su Yaoyi raised his hand to hold his elder brother who was about to boo him, "I can't kiss anymore."
"Why?" Su clamped his wrists and bowed his head to kiss him. The eager and enthusiastic look was completely different from the cold and arrogant attitude before the old people.
Su Yaoyi was pressed behind the door by him. During the fierce kiss, the bedroom door was knocked softly, and a few intermittent low panting sounds leaked from the shaking door.
At this moment, as long as anyone passes by outside the door, they will definitely be suspicious of what is going on inside.
"Brother... I really can't kiss anymore." Su Yaoyi said between kisses, "You're going to be squeezed dry by me!"
The clanging door suddenly fell silent.
Su Chi didn't let go of the movement of grabbing his lips, his teeth were on the skin of his mouth, and his tone was slow, "Squeeze dry?"
Su Yao's dizzy mind was half awake in an instant, and he hurried to make amends, "A little joke, a little fun."
He was answered with a sneer. Then, with a light body, he directly fell into the soft quilt upside down!
The overwhelming kisses fell, and Su Chi silently proved how "full" he was with his actions.
When the situation was about to get out of hand, Su Yaoyi's cell phone rang suddenly.
The kissing movement of the two stopped, Su Chi suppressed his emotions and propped up half of his body, the neat sheets had become messy, his eyes were deep, "Who is so good at picking the time to call?"
Su Yaoyi lay on the quilt, took out his phone and took a look, "Zhou Qingcheng has always been the only one who can pinch and count."
"Hang him up."
"I think so too."
The two of them hung up Zhou Qingcheng's phone in a coherent manner, and continued to do the same thing. Not a minute later, the phone rang again.
Su Chi, who was interrupted, looked at the phone as if it had a detachable function.
"I'd better take one." Su Yaoyi pushed Su Zhi away from above, and sat up on the bed, "Maybe it's a bit urgent to hit two in a row."
Su Chi sat up with a sullen face, and waited with his arms folded in leisure time, with a look of "let me see how anxious it is".
Su Yaoyi picked up the phone with his elder brother's dissatisfied gaze, and said the classic line sincerely and without any threat—
"Zhou Qingcheng, you'd better have something urgent."
Zhou Qingcheng on the other side of the phone choked up before he could speak, "What are you doing?"
The eyes on the side became more and more unfriendly, Su Yaoyi quickly skipped the small talk and got to the point, "It's not important, what do you want from me."
When the topic was picked up again, Zhou Qingcheng became impatient, "You still ask me! I can't wait to see you, what are you doing at home if you don't answer the phone, just watching the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court?"
Su Yaoyi's heart skipped a beat, "What's wrong?"
"You should know that there are no secrets in our circle. As soon as you left the party in the afternoon, someone outside spread rumors all over the sky, saying that you and your elder brother..."
Su Yaoyi, "Did you step on your foot while dancing?"
Zhou Qingcheng, "..."
Su Yaoyi was angry, "Who spread the rumors, nonsense! I just kicked my big toe, where did I step on it?"
Zhou Qingcheng felt that he should not be tactful, so he finished the second half of the sentence directly, "Say that you have developed a relationship that shouldn't be developed."
Su Yaoyi's barking stopped abruptly, and she was instantly as quiet as a quail.
Fuck, he obviously didn't come out of the lounge after twenty minutes, how did this come out
One hand squeezed the skin on the back of his neck, Su Chi's strength was not slow or slow, with a hint of comfort.
Zhou Qingcheng's voice on the phone didn't stop, accompanied by the background sound of thumping, as if he was jumping from anger.
He was well-informed and analyzed with Su Yaoyi, "I don't think some of them really think so. It's just that your Su family has always enjoyed a good reputation and extraordinary status. Those people deliberately took the opportunity to suppress you."
Su Yaoyi turned to look at Su Chi, and then got a positive look.
He immediately echoed on the phone, "People's hearts are sinister!"
The sound of thumping stopped for a moment, and Zhou Qingcheng felt deeply tired, "This is fucking against you! Why are you filled with righteous indignation when you see injustice on the road?"
Su Yaoyi automatically ignored the first half of the sentence, shyly enjoying the praise of the second half, "I'm not as good as you said."
Other people's housework ends. Zhou Qingcheng felt that he had finished what he should remind—
Whether his pigeons and his big pigeons fly side by side, or fly separately when disaster strikes, that is their own choice.
He sighed, "Oh, you can do it yourself."
The phone hung up, and the room fell into a moment of silence.
Su Yaoyi sat on the edge of the bed, slowly digesting the amount of information just now, he was not really a fool, he understood what Zhou Qingcheng meant, but the situation became more complicated than he imagined.
The fingers were suddenly rubbed by the rough fingertips, rubbing them carefully.
Su Zhi looked down at his white and slender fingers, "You have heard that there may be commercial opponents who take the opportunity to suppress Su, do you feel regretful or afraid?"
Su Yaoyi curled up her fingers, clamped the former's troublesome hand, and squeezed it in return, "No..."
"why?"
Su Yaoyi couldn't think of the reason for a moment: probably from the moment he decided to be with Su Zhi, he had been prepared for this in his heart.
"Because big brother is the pendant—"
Su Chi smiled, and gently kissed him on the forehead, "Then there is no problem."
While enjoying the bobo of the Q bomb, Su Yaoyi felt that there was still a problem.
For example, Su Jitong and Yu Xinyan's side is a big problem.
"Brother, Dad was not happy that we were together, and Mom didn't know how familiar we were.
If they know that the family business has been jointly suppressed because of us, will they oppose us even more? "
"No..." Su Chi looked indifferent.
Su Yaoyi felt that there was a trace of content in it, so he poked his head out and listened attentively.
Su Chi's tone was unhurried, "Dad's fire is not enough, the cooking is too slow, just let those people come together as firewood to make the fire hotter."
His fingers slipped through the cracks of Su Lingyi's fingers. These hands have always been in charge of the overall situation and stirred up the wind and rain in the business world.
"Take it as a gift from them for our marriage."
The author has something to say: theater that has nothing to do with the text—
[Small Theater 1]
Su Yaoyi: I see, this will make everyone gather firewood and make flames shine!
Su Chi: The idiom is really good.
[Small Theater 2]
Su Yaoyi: Who spread the rumors, nonsense!
Nie Yihu: I didn't? ? I'm just a kind little red chicken!
Repeat: with! just! arts! none! close!