Mr. Su's Love Investigation Report
Chapter 251 - 242 Birthday (2)

Chapter 251: Chapter 242 Birthday (2)

Tu Hengsha was initially very surprised, realizing this guy had known it was her birthday all along and had been playing dumb to entertain her! How thoughtful it was of him to spend the whole afternoon at home making longevity noodles!

However, all the surprise disappeared when she saw that pot of noodles again. She was on the verge of tears, "Mr. Su cooked this pot of worms for me, did he wish for my longevity or my demise?"

"Don’t talk nonsense!" Shu Hui slapped her on the mouth, saying kids speak without malice, "Is that how you talk on your birthday?"

She didn’t mean to talk nonsense...

Shu Hui suddenly laughed and pinched her cheek, "Aren’t you two inseparable? You’re the pig, and he’s the cabbage, right? It’s time to test your love. If you really like him, eat his worms!"

"..." Mr. Su, if I have to eat ’worms’ to prove my love for you, can I just not love you anymore?

Not to mention how Tu Hengsha grimly closed her eyes to eat this bowl of longevity noodles, Mr. Su felt equally embarrassed and guilty when he saw his handiwork turned out like this. He rarely babbled into her ear, "Because it can’t be cut, it’s a bit difficult, so it turned out kind of fat... It’s my first time doing this, not very experienced. I’ll surely improve next year. You really don’t have to eat if you don’t want to..."

"No way!" Shu Hui immediately sternly stopped him, "The longevity noodles are for longevity, not finishing them is a bad omen."

"There’s no such saying, right?" Su Ronggui and Tu Hengsha chimed in unison.

Su Ronggui emphasized, "I remember when the elders celebrated birthdays, each of us would get a chopstick of longevity noodles to eat!"

"The elders are different! That is to pass on blessings and longevity to the younger generation. Young people can’t, if you don’t finish it, all the blessing and longevity remain, isn’t it a waste to throw it away?" Shu Hui spoke convincingly.

Now, not only Shu Hui was urging her to finish the noodles, but Mr. Su also stood firmly with Shu Hui, insisting that she eat all the "blessings and longevity."

"Or... can you help me eat it?" Tu Hengsha pleaded pitifully.

Mr. Su hesitated for a moment, then steeled his heart, "No, I can’t eat your blessings and longevity. If I take them all, what about you?"

"..." She really didn’t mind! "Mr. Su, you are highly knowledgeable! A staunch supporter of materialism! How can you be superstitious?"

"Some things, it’s better to believe they exist," he said solemnly, once again offering a lengthy two-thousand-word verbal critique and resolution about his noodle-making skills.

Tu Hengsha wondered if Mr. Su and her mom were conspiring against her. After eating the noodles, she eyed the table of dishes with caution at someone, "Mr. Su, you didn’t meddle with this table of dishes, right? I can reluctantly accept if you only did the hot pot washing."

"No!" Mr. Su said, but then expressed dissatisfaction, "Even if I did meddle, that’s my intention; the feelings gathered are more important than the taste. Do you think satisfying your taste buds is more important than emotions? Didn’t you say you want to be a person of high taste?"

Tu Hengsha blinked, "Mr. Su, you be noble! I still choose to be vulgar..."

"..." Mr. Su moodily picked a dish for her, "Eat."

Anyway, this was Mr. Su accompanying her for her first birthday. She had been running tirelessly for the previous twenty-five years, never slackening, nor complaining, and now, the two most important people in her life were by her side. It was windy and cold outside; inside, they gathered around the electric stove, eating hot pot, steaming and blushing.

No winter would feel cold.

As night fell, snowflakes started to drift again, gradually turning into heavy snow. Opening the door, the dark night sky was filled with flying snow, and the sound of rustling snowflakes could even be heard.

Tu Hengsha draped a coat over him, "It’s snowing outside, drive carefully, take it slow!"

While Shu Hui was in the kitchen, he held her hand and whispered, "Not seeing me off?"

"Then I’ll see you downstairs!" She put on a bulky down jacket and called towards the kitchen, "Mom, I’m seeing off Xiao Xu."

Downstairs, the wind was biting her face, so she quickly put on her hat, worrying about his attire, "Look at you, forcing me to wear down jackets and sweaters, while you’re strutting around carefree, aren’t you cold?" Just wearing a coat made me feel cold...

"It won’t be cold once I’m in the car, hurry!" He pulled her along into the snow.

It hadn’t been long, yet a layer of snow had already accumulated on the ground.

"Am I... going in the car too?" She was pulled by him, running involuntarily.

Until being shoved into the car, he softly brushed the snowflakes off her hat and his eyes were warm as the winter sun, "Come home with me, you haven’t had your cake yet today!"

"You bought a cake? Left it at your place instead of bringing it over?"

"Yeah." He started the car.

"Why didn’t you bring it? Silly, making an extra trip." She muttered under her breath.

"..." He didn’t retort, but thought to himself, Just who is silly? Yet, he said aloud, "Call Mom and tell her... you’ll be back a bit later, not to worry, being with me."

She glanced at him, "It’s because I’m with you that my mom worries!"

"..." He realized that nowadays, she often left him speechless.

As the car entered the alley, she was already curled up in the seat, lulled to drowsiness by the heater, and only woke when he called her name. He had already opened the passenger side door, looking at her with the gentle snowlight glowing softly in his eyes.

"Are we here?" She asked drowsily.

"Yeah." He reached over and picked her bundled-up self out of the car.

"I can walk by myself!" She said, but still wrapped her arms around his neck, rubbing her cheek against his, his face was so cold...

He carried her into the small yard, "It’s your big day, you can act cute."

Snow fell in flurries, covering his hair, nose, and shoulders in white, yet he still looked handsome, the silent night’s snowfall added a cedar-like majesty to his look, tall and graceful.

She suddenly smiled, feeling very content.

"What are you laughing at?" he asked, looking down at her.

She covered his face with her hand, "Laughing because my boyfriend is so handsome! I’m satisfied! With your looks, I can imagine you’ll still be a dashing old man with white hair and beard at seventy or eighty, and taking you to square dance, I’ll definitely be the most prideful one!"

He chuckled, "Square dancing is something you can do yourself!"

He carried her into the house, the warmth welcomed them, and she felt the pores on her face relax and moisten. She hurriedly brushed the snow off his head and shoulders, "So cold, go take a warm bath quickly."

"Alright, I’ll go wash first," he agreed without politeness.

"Wear more next time! What’s so great about just a coat looking handsome?" she huffed.

As he went to shower, she scouted around for her cake. It wasn’t in the room? Before she could find it, he came out of the bathroom, making her eyes widen.

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