Mr. Su's Love Investigation Report
Chapter 135 Stirring

Chapter 135: Chapter 135 Stirring

"That’s enough!" Another man’s voice echoed from the living room downstairs.

Su Rongcheng and Xin Wan had returned.

Shang Qingmei looked down at the couple below, who could be described as a perfect match. If there was anyone in the Su family that she was cautious around, it was Su Rongcheng.

These two children from Su Zhen’s previous marriage weren’t her own, so there was always a sense of distance, not to mention trying to use filial piety to coerce them. Su Rongxing was pampered and wouldn’t cause much trouble, but Su Rongcheng was different. He was groomed by Su Zhen to be the successor of the Su family. Although he appeared to be nonchalant and had playboy tendencies, he possessed a more controlling spirit than Su Zhen. After all, as Su Zhen’s wife, she could still use the wiles of a woman to deal with Su Zhen, but with Su Rongcheng, she always maintained a non-interfering attitude. She also knew that Su Rongcheng had a good relationship with her son. Was Su Rongcheng going to meddle now?

"Rongcheng, I was just educating Ronggui. You’re back? Wanwan, did you enjoy the banquet tonight?" She said with a smile, changing her tone, but the implication was clear: I’m educating my son, so you, young master, shouldn’t meddle!

However, Su Rongcheng didn’t take the hint, and simply laughed, "What’s wrong with Ronggui studying journalism? I think it’s great! Dad has said that our generation is living in the best of times, so we should contribute our small efforts to advance social progress. Among the few of us, it seems only Ronggui has achieved that as a renowned journalist. As for me, I’m far behind. Though I’m two years older than Ronggui, I’ve accomplished nothing and am full of faults. Isn’t everybody outside just laughing at me? All the gossip is about me. I’m a disgrace to the Su family—otherwise, Dad wouldn’t be forever threatening to beat me. I’m the one tarnishing the Su family name, so I deserve a beating, right?"

Shang Qingmei listened, her teeth clenched in anger. Su Rongcheng—this sly fox—no wonder people outside called him a smiling tiger! His self-deprecating remarks were nothing but an effort to support Su Ronggui, warning her not to cause a scandal that would embarrass the Su family, or else Su Zhen would blame her too!

"What are you saying, Rongcheng? You’re the most promising child in our Su family. When people outside speak of you, they only give a thumbs-up!" She maintained the demeanor of a kind and graceful stepmother and turned to Su Ronggui, "Ronggui, go back to your room."

But Su Ronggui, carrying his luggage, headed downstairs. "Mom, I’m leaving."

"Ronggui! Don’t forget that you’re my flesh and blood! Aren’t you afraid that others will criticize you for abandoning your mother like this?"

Su Ronggui still felt the heat on his face. He turned back, "Mom, I will always cherish the bond between us as mother and son. I hope you will too."

"Tsk tsk!" Su Rongcheng interjected, "Is it really necessary? It’s just moving houses—you can come back anytime. Why make it seem like you’re severing ties with your mother? Ronggui! Make sure you invite me to your new place!"

Su Ronggui nodded and walked out with his luggage.

Shang Qingmei hadn’t expected it. Thanks to Su Rongcheng’s meddling, Su Ronggui left so easily! The word "Ronggui" stuck in her throat, unuttered, because she knew it was useless to call after him. She could only watch as her son’s figure disappeared beyond the Su family gates, before stomping upstairs in frustration, her footsteps thudding on the wooden stairs.

Up at the second-floor landing, there was now another presence. Su Rongyu was whispering to Su Rongxing, "Why did Second Brother really move out?" They heard footsteps approaching and quickly dragged Su Rongxing away.

Su Rongxing wasn’t pleased, "Why are you pulling me?"

"Mom’s about to blow up; do we need to stick our heads out as targets?" Su Rongyu exaggerated.

Su Rongxing glared at him, "Your mom wouldn’t dare scold me!"

"..." Su Rongyu was speechless. Was he always the one to get hurt?

In the living room, only Su Rongcheng and Xin Wan remained.

Xin Wan wore an off-the-shoulder dress, her skin like snow, her face exquisite.

Su Rongcheng took a deep breath with his eyes closed, "What perfume are you wearing today? I wanted to ask; it smells wonderful."

Xin Wan didn’t reply, her face tense, as she picked up her skirt and went upstairs.

"Tsk! What did I do to offend you this time?" Su Rongcheng thought and thought but couldn’t figure it out.

Unexpectedly, Xin Wan’s skirt was too long, and though she held it up, her high heels caught the hem, making her stumble on the stairs.

Su Rongcheng quickly crossed to her and picked her up, "Did you hurt yourself? What was the point of that?"

Xin Wan’s face flushed. She punched him in the chest and pushed him away, walking on with a glance that only seemed more charming and lovely, her eyes as soft as water.

Watching her, Su Rongcheng felt a tingle in his heart. He called to her retreating form, "I’ll be back to our room soon."

Xin Wan quickened her steps.

He whistled and headed to Su Zhen’s study.

"Dad!" He was much more at ease than Su Ronggui. As soon as he entered, he plopped down on the small sofa across from Su Zhen and even crossed his legs.

Su Zhen felt a headache when he saw him like this, "Put your feet down right now! Who’s the parent here, you or me?"

Su Rongcheng chuckled and lowered his legs, "Ronggui moved out."

"Hmm. I know."

Of course, Su Rongcheng understood that Su Zhen knew. Otherwise, why cause such a commotion? It was on purpose.

Sure enough, Su Zhen said, "The matter between that mother and son is for them to solve."

"It’s already settled!" Su Rongcheng said with a cheeky smile.

"Did you meddle?" Su Zhen’s brow furrowed.

"There would be no peace if I didn’t!" Su Rongcheng laughed, "She’s hopping mad."

"What do you mean ’she’!? She’s your mother! Are you asking for a beating again?" Su Zhen, infuriated, slammed his fist on the table.

"I just can’t stand seeing her be so harsh to Ronggui! Besides, I was entirely respectful!" Su Rongcheng unconsciously lifted his leg again.

Su Zhen threw a book at him, shouting, "Put it down!" Then he scolded, "Being strict is good! I was too lenient with you! Look at Ronggui, such upright conduct! Then look at yourself! Can’t even sit properly! My hair is turning white with worry over you! Now get out!"

Su Rongcheng stood up, putting on a mischievous grin, "Then I’ll get out! As for her, you’ll have to deal with her tonight, Dad!"

Su Zhen was so angry that he threw an ashtray, "You think you can joke about your father like that?"

Su Rongcheng dodged deftly, leaving with a burst of laughter echoing as he opened the door and left.

Hospital.

Grandma Xu had already taken her medicine, washed, and was lying on the hospital bed, ready to sleep.

The ward door suddenly opened.

Grandma Xu opened her eyes and saw her grandson walk in with a gentle smile on his face.

She thought she was seeing things, rubbed her eyes, but wasn’t it her Gugu?

"Gugu, why are you here again? Didn’t grandma tell you..."

"Grandma." He sat down at the bedside. "Gugu will stay with you from now on and won’t leave again."

"You..." Grandma Xu didn’t quite understand what he meant.

"Thank you, you all can go back and rest. I’ll stay here for the night; come back tomorrow." He said to the special nurse and nanny.