The thin-waisted and soft-legged young master entangles with her husband and won't let go

Su Mu and Gao Yang went to the supervisor's office again to discuss the part-time job. When they were about to leave, Su Mu stopped Gao Yang who was walking towards the gate.

"What's wrong? Is there anything else that hasn't been resolved?"

"No, we'll go through the back door," Su Mu said calmly.

"Through the back door? Why?" They have done nothing wrong and they don't steal, so why would they do something so shameful.

Su Mu didn't want to say that he had just hit someone and was afraid of retaliation. "There are many people coming and going at the front door, so it's hard to get a taxi. The back door is closer."

"Okay, then the back door."

Su Mu was not kidding. At this time, many drunk people left through the front door, which was indeed unsafe.

Originally the back door was not open, but they were temporary employees now and at least they had their work badges, so the gatekeeper let them out.

However, the street in front of the door is brightly lit, and in contrast, the alley behind the door feels a bit quiet at night.

The wind blows and it gets even colder.

Gao Yang couldn't help but hug himself with his arms, muttering, "It's too dark out here, there's no street light."

Su Mu smiled and said, "Are you scared?"

"How is that possible? Who am I to be afraid of the dark?"

His mouth was harder than stone, but in Su Mu's eyes, Gao Yang's trembling and crossed arms were like a few big words written on his head: "I'm scared."

"Okay, if you're not afraid, I'll give you a chance. Go ahead."

"Just leave."

Gao Yang pretended to be calm, and in order to show that he was not afraid at all, he took big steps on purpose, "Brother is not afraid, brother... Ouch..."

"What is that!" Gao Yang tripped, staggered, and rushed forward a few steps. Fortunately, he managed to keep his balance and avoid falling flat on his face.

"It's a sack," Su Mu walked closer and took a look, "and it's filled with urea."

Gao Yang wanted to cry out for justice, "Who is the good person who throws urea bags of different sizes on the street???"

When Su Mu passed by, a ray of red light flashed. He seemed to sense something, looked back, squatted down and opened the sack, and found a red earring dropped on the ground.

And he seems familiar?

I've seen this before somewhere.

"What are you looking at?" Gao Yang came back to life from the shock of almost tripping and looked in the direction of Su Mu's sight. "Hey, this earring is a men's style, and it's the most flashy red color."

Men's? Su Mu remembered. Wasn't that the person he had just hit with a bottle?

How could I have left the earrings here?

Su Mu looked at the sack beside him. The marks on the sack looked like it had been severely trampled on by someone.

Just as Gao Yang said, how could a sack filled with urea appear in the middle of the road out of nowhere? Moreover, the sack was abnormally large, almost big enough to hold a person.

and many more! ! !

Su Mu suddenly realized.

The corners of my lips lifted up unconsciously, and my heart seemed to be hit by happiness, and the slightly blocked mood suddenly became clear.

Even if you still don't like him, will you still consider his safety? Su Mu's mouth was almost unable to fall.

Afterwards, the two separated and Gao Yang took a taxi back to school.

Su Mu took another car and returned to the Su residence.

It was getting late, and he thought the Su family should be asleep. But when he passed by the living room, he found that Su's father was still there.

Su Mu pretended not to see it.

"Wait." Su Yuanshan said in a calm voice, wanting to call out to someone.

You come home so late at night. You are becoming more and more ungraceful.

But Su Mu was in a good mood today. He completely ignored the barking of the dog behind him and went straight upstairs to his room.

Just let Su's father stomp his feet in anger in the living room.

After a good sleep, Su Mu still got up early for a morning run.

After two days of exercise and recovery, this body is much stronger than when he was just reborn.

In his previous life, his body was always weak. He would feel sleepy if he moved a little, and he often lacked energy. No matter what tonic he took, it was of no use, and his skin color was always a sickly pale color.

After being reborn, my physique is much stronger than before and I look healthier.

Su Mu was very satisfied with this. After all, he was reborn, so it wouldn't be surprising to have some plug-ins to repair his body.

He didn't want to start over again and still be sick.

When I came back from my morning run, the servant had just served breakfast.

When Su's mother saw that he was doing whatever he wanted and not accepting discipline, she couldn't help but feel disgusted with him.

When Su Mu was her son, she really doted on him, but ever since she found out that he was not her son and that her real son was suffering outside.

How much I loved Su Mu before, how much I hate him now.

It seemed as if being nicer to Su Mu than his mother in the past was a sin.

Perhaps now Su's mother's love has completely shifted to Su Ning. Whenever she sees Su Mu, she can't help but scold him, even if Su Mu has done nothing wrong.

She slammed her chopsticks on the table and said unhappily, "Do you know what you should do most now?"

Su Mu sat upright. Even though he was eating heartily, the etiquette he had cultivated over the years was still pleasing to the eye.

On the other hand, Suning was not proficient in using the knife and fork, and even the way he cut the toast was unsightly.

Suning looked at his plate, clenched his fist, and forced out some pitiful tears as he looked at me, "Mom, am I stupid? Unlike my brother who grew up in a wealthy family, I have never been exposed to these things before. I can't even use a knife and fork properly."

"I'm sorry, I embarrassed you..." There was a hint of sob in his voice.

He looked very cautious, as if he had suffered a great injustice.

Su's mother couldn't bear to see this. She was heartbroken when she heard Su Ning say this.

It reminds her all the time that she raised other people's children to be the sons of wealthy families, but her son grew up in such a poor environment.

He was filled with anger, "Su Mu, look at you, you don't act like a brother at all!"

"Suning just came back and doesn't know many of the rules of a wealthy family. Don't you know how to help your brother?"

"I help him?" Su Mu raised his eyebrows, his eyes cold and indifferent, "I dare to teach, but does he dare to learn?"

Suning turned into a little green tea again, talking nonsense, trying to sow discord, "Brother, what do you mean by this? Are you going to make things difficult for me after you teach me?"

"Su Mu, you dare!" Su's mother immediately glared at Su Mu, her eyes glaring at him.

"Heh." Su Mu finished eating, took the wet tissue beside him, and wiped the corner of his mouth elegantly. "Ms. Yun, you don't have to worry that I can't teach him well. I suggest you hire a tutor to teach this little brother the rules."

"What are you arguing about?" Father Su heard the sound of several people arguing as soon as he went downstairs.

He glanced at his wife and Su Ning, and finally fixed his eyes on Su Mu. Thinking of the anger of being ignored last night, he began to settle the score:

"Mu'er, what's wrong with you now? Do you really want to make the family restless?"

Su Mu smiled sarcastically when he heard Su Yuanshan's words, which indiscriminately attributed the source of the trouble to him.

"Making a fuss? I don't know who came to pick a fight while we were having dinner. You didn't even hear anything upstairs just now. How can you assert that I was the first to say it?"

Su's father also knew that it was probably Su's mother, Su Ning, who was the first to ask for it, but he naturally sided with them, and Su Mu was now an outsider.

He can tell what is near and what is far.

"Okay, don't worry about it. Suning just came home and is not used to it yet. If he needs any help, please help him."

"Mr. Su, you are so shameless!" Su Mu sneered, "You don't discipline your own son, so you ask me for help. Is it because you can't teach him, is he too stupid, or is there no servant in the house?"