Mr. Su's Love Investigation Report
Chapter 231 Who is More Learned?

Chapter 231: Chapter 231 Who is More Learned?

Although the situation turned around quickly this time, after two days and one night of experiencing so much and sitting on a bus for an entire day, she still felt a bit mentally exhausted. The warmth of the supermarket made her yawn several times while washing her hands, her mind a bit in chaos.

The washrooms in this mall were designed with a maze-like structure. She yawned and took a turn, then suddenly froze.

The layout of this restroom...why was it different from the ones she usually visited?

The person inside was stunned.

Startled, she turned and ran without even saying "sorry," but she did remember that the face she caught a glimpse of was quite handsome.

Ronggui was waiting outside for her. When he saw her come out with a flushed face and a perplexed look, he couldn’t help but ask, "What happened? Are you unwell?"

She shook her head, quite embarrassed, "I... accidentally went into the wrong place and ended up in the men’s washroom..."

The conversation could have ended there, but unfortunately, she sighed at the end. Why did she suddenly lose herself and sigh? Perhaps she was just tired?

"Why the sigh?" he pursued, still a bit worried that she might have encountered something unpleasant. Remembering her encounter with a pervert on the subway, he couldn’t stay calm.

She shook her head again.

He frowned, "What did you see?"

She yawned and instinctively replied, "Someone was inside, and he was quite handsome... Unfortunately, I only took one look before running out. I didn’t see anything clearly; it’s my first time..."

She originally wanted to say it was her first time entering a men’s washroom and not seeing the structure clearly, but before she could finish, someone coldly interrupted her.

"Unfortunately?" he sneered, "What do you want to see?"

"No..." Tu Hengsha wondered why her brain always froze at crucial moments, "No, Mr. Su, please listen, I have never seen..."

"That’s right! You’ve never seen it! So you’re regretful because you missed it, aren’t you?" His voice grew colder.

"..." Will you let me finish? She was exasperated, stamping her foot, "Mr. Su! You’re misunderstanding me! What I meant to say was I’ve never seen a men’s washroom and didn’t see what it looked like inside..."

Mr. Su stood facing her, with a calm expression, waiting for her to continue.

"Hmm... that’s what I meant..." she meekly emphasized, expressing her grievance.

He clearly didn’t believe her, sneering, "Make it up! Keep making it up!"

"What’s made up?" She was truly aggrieved. "I’m... I’m such a simple person; what do you think I want to see?" She hadn’t even been in a relationship! He always twisted her words! Clearly, it was his own dirty mind! That’s why he saw the world as dirty! Hmph!

His face was pale, "Simple? With a mind that can think of ’you are what you eat,’ tell me again how simple you are with a clear conscience!"

"I..." Isn’t it you who misinterpreted ’you are what you eat’?

Before she could bounce back with this retort, Mr. Su pressed several large bags into her arms and turned away.

She wasn’t prepared to catch them, and the things fell to the ground with a clatter. Helplessly, she squatted down to pick them up, watching Mr. Su’s retreating figure with urgency, shouting, "If I really wanted to see, wouldn’t I look at you? Why would I bother with others?"

She saw Mr. Su’s back stumble slightly, nearly tripping, and then he continued to briskly walk out...

Tu Hengsha, feeling wronged, picked up the things from the ground, carrying several large bags in her hands, regretting buying so much...

By the time she had carried everything out of the supermarket, she was sweating all over, while Mr. Su, inexplicably angry, sat waiting in the car, which was parked just outside the exit.

She huffed and puffed her way over, and he didn’t even come out to open the door for her; she had to put the things on the ground, open the door herself, and load the things in one by one.

After getting into the passenger seat, she closed the door, leaned back, and closed her eyes.

Ronggui drove for about ten meters, instinctively glanced at her, and suddenly sensed something was wrong, quickly pulling the car over.

Her face was flushed, her forehead damp with sweat, and she was holding her chest, breathing heavily.

"Tu Hengsha, Tu Hengsha?" He panicked, searching for the medicine in the car.

Her medicine was always kept in his car, no matter when.

Once he found it, he gently brought it to her mouth, "Tu Hengsha, open your mouth, be good, take the medicine..."

She groaned in pain, "Xiao Xu...it hurts..."

"I know, I know, it’s all my fault; I shouldn’t have made you carry all that stuff, quickly take the medicine, don’t waste time..." The medicine on his fingertips brushed her lips.

She shook her head, unwilling to take it, furrowing her brows, "Xiao Xu, you’re bad..."

"Yes, I’m bad. You take the medicine first; after you do, you can punish me however you want..." He was frantic, directly pushing the medicine into her mouth, readying to feed her water.

But she spit the medicine out, her face flushed, her eyes wet with tears, looking so pitiful, "I won’t take it... the doctor gave a new prescription..."

"What prescription? Tell me!"

"Hmm... hmm..." She blinked, the light in her eyes sparkling like starlight, "The doctor said artificial respiration would work..."

He froze, realizing, his face turning livid with rage, gritting his teeth, "Which quack doctor?"

She giggled, secretly confident in her convincing performance, wrapping her arms around his neck, pouting, "Still mad, huh? Don’t be mad... I was really tired from carrying all that..."

Like this, how could he stay mad? He punished her by lightly biting her lip, finding it soft and tender.

She clung to him, pouting, "Not enough breath yet, still panting..."

"..." He was amused and exasperated, "At least have some restraint!"

She had a serious face, an assertive look in her eyes, "Are you still mad, then?"

"..." He was truly helpless, pinching her chin lightly, whispering, "We’ll talk at home; we’re on the main road..." Her lips, moist and soft, like a flower holding morning dew, he leaned in and gave a feather-light touch.

She muttered nonchalantly, "What about the road? We’re in a car, aren’t we? Besides, some people even do it in car z..."

She swore she didn’t say the word after "car," just made a "Z" sound, definitely not uttering any hint of "shake," but Mr. Su’s comprehension wasn’t ordinary. The just-calmed atmosphere instantly exploded with Mr. Su’s roar echoing in the car, "Tu Hengsha! Is your innocent self too well-informed?"

"..." She covered her ears, taking the verbal hit.

Mr. Su, I didn’t say anything; you understood it all. Who’s the well-informed one, you tell me?

"Go... go home..." She pointed forward, scolded into a timid quail.

He took a deep breath, quickly reflecting on his life before, the calm and steady man, never raising his voice or moving briskly, Ronggui, since meeting her, it seemed he had been stifled to death—no, driven mad by her...