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

There were not many classes in the second semester of his junior year. Except for occasionally reporting to school for something, Su Mu basically practiced piano at home to prepare for competitions.

But the Su residence is no longer his home, and he can’t stay there for long.

"I don't want to do any of that," Su Mu pouted.

Chu Hanting laughed angrily, "Then where do you want to go?"

"Let's go eat," Su Mu looked at him with bright eyes, as if he wanted to go with me.

Chu Hanting turned his head away uncomfortably, but could still feel the burning gaze on him.

He wanted to refuse, but every minute and every second of his time was precious, and wasting more time on one person would mean the loss of a big order of hundreds of millions.

But when he met Su Mu's eyes, which were as bright and clear as a spring, and which were only focused on reflecting his reflection, the words of rejection got stuck in his throat and he couldn't say them for some reason.

Forget it, I'll just follow his lead this time. Later I'll have to find a chance to make it clear to Su Mu that the two of them are just pretending to be friends with their elders and are not really dating.

Sighed: "Go ahead, I'll treat you."

"No. Accompany me." Su Mu corrected firmly.

For Chu Hanting, no matter where they go, he can accept it. Whether Su Mu wants to go to a Western restaurant serving red wine and foie gras, or a Chinese restaurant serving a full banquet, he can afford it.

However, when Su Mu took him to the "First Canteen", Chu Hanting rarely doubted his life.

He said with some difficulty: "Su Mu, do you want to take me to the cafeteria?"

"Yeah," Su Mu nodded obediently, pulled Chu Hanting's sleeve, and pulled him into the cafeteria.

The contractor of this canteen is indeed the one chosen by the school from many bidders. The strength behind it is extraordinary. The canteen is very clean, and there is no greasy smell that hits your nose as soon as you enter. Instead, the aroma of various dishes is fragrant.

Two handsome guys coming to the cafeteria naturally attracted people's attention. Su Mu was wearing casual clothes, but his face was outstanding.

Not to mention Chu Hanting, the sudden appearance of such a mature man in a suit on campus would surely cause a group of teenage girls to scream.

Su Mu pulled everyone into line up properly. The girl at the back covered her mouth and laughed, while the other boys angrily hated the two men who attracted all the girls' attention.

It was Su Mu's turn to serve food. He ordered potatoes, braised chicken nuggets and a portion of celery. Chu Hanting was too lazy to speak, so he just pointed at a few dishes at random.

The auntie who serves the food has never seen such a scene before. Even the most naughty student in the school has to say sweetly, "Auntie, don't shake your hands" when he comes to the cafeteria.

But when this man waved his hand, she felt as if she were a minister in the Golden Palace, being told the way of the country.

There was no way his hands were shaking. He scooped a big spoonful of food without even shaking it, making the students next to him look so envious.

When it was brought to Chu Hanting's hand, it felt heavy, each grid was full, and stacked up like a small mountain.

The two found a clean and spacious window seat and sat down.

As soon as he sat down, Su Mu couldn't help laughing when he saw Chu Hanting's full basin.

He gave her a thumbs up and praised her, "As soon as you came here, you cured the cafeteria aunt's Parkinson's disease. That's amazing."

Chu Hanting was also speechless. Looking at the pile of small mountains, he didn't know where to start.

"Su Mu, did you bully Lin Xiang?"

Suddenly, a loud voice called Su Mu's name from a distance.

Originally, Su Mu was admiring how a big president who usually drank and socialized lived a mundane life.

Being disturbed is very annoying.

Zhang Gong led a group of people and walked towards Su Mu.

When other people in the cafeteria saw a group of gang-like people who looked like bad boys rushing in, they didn't look like they were here to eat but rather to cause trouble, so they all tacitly stayed away.

But he looked at them curiously from a safe place to see what they were going to do.

No matter what age group Chinese people are in, they can’t escape the nature of eating melons.

“Isn’t this the bad guy from the vocational school next door?”

"Shh, keep your voice down so no one can hear you. Do you know these people?"

"I've heard that Zhang Gong seems to have a crush on our school's beauty. He often comes to our school to chase her, and he does it in a very public way."

"Who is the campus belle of our school?"

"You don't know this? The school beauty is Lin Xiang from the editing and directing department. I heard that Lin Xiang has a crush on someone from our school. According to gossip, someone saw the school beauty crying and running on the street today. I heard that her confession failed."

"Then there will be something interesting to watch."

The men were eating the melons excitedly, while the girls were looking at Su Mu and the others worriedly.

Zhang Gong studied martial arts at the vocational school next door. His favorite thing to do on weekdays was to take his gang of younger brothers to pick fights everywhere to show off his might and majesty.

Normally, such people should have been expelled from school long ago, but no matter what troubles they caused, the school pretended not to see it. At most, they were asked to write a letter of apology and read it aloud in the square, which was a meaningless punishment.

Zhang Gong had dyed yellow hair, a copper ring on his hand, and his eyebrows were upturned. He looked like someone who was not to be messed with.

He came over aggressively, surrounded the two, and said in a rude voice, "Which one of you is Su Mu?"

He took a quick glance and could roughly tell that the person wearing a woolen sweater and vest was Su Mu, but the man next to him was wearing a very expensive suit and leather shoes, and he didn't know where he came from. Since they were sitting together, he didn't know if this man would join in.

His intuition told him that the man in the suit was not someone to be trifled with.

Chu Hanting watched silently without saying anything. He wanted to see how Su Mu would respond.

Su Mu wiped his mouth with a tissue, then slowly turned around to look at the group of people.

I didn't know him, but there seemed to be anger in his eyes, and he looked like he wanted to beat him up.

There is no doubt that he is here to cause trouble.

But why not choose now?

In the past, he didn't cherish the days when Chu Hanting was always close to him. Now, he felt it was not easy to get someone to have a meal together, and he didn't even know if the person would be willing to come next time, and he was already disturbed.

"You better be okay. Go ahead."

Su Mu's voice was cold, but his words were like a bomb thrown into the lake, splashing water loudly.

Zhang Gong and his men were more confused than each other.

No, brother, are you a thick-skinned person or a heartless person?

This is not quite the same as what they imagined.

Look, those people around them who are far away from them are having a normal reaction.

At worst, if you encounter this situation, it's not wrong to ask "What do you want from me?"

But why do they feel insulted? We were the ones who caused trouble for you, so how come you are the one who is questioning us?

Instead, Chu Hanting chuckled, with the corners of his mouth raised as if he was watching a show.

He wanted to see whether Su Mu was a sick cat pretending to be a tiger, or a Siberian fighting cat with fangs.

Zhang Gong rubbed his back teeth and laughed despite being extremely angry. He was originally venting his anger for his goddess because he saw her crying so sadly.

He thought the other party was just a pretty boy, and now, apart from Lin Xiang's reasons, he wanted to beat this guy up.

It's nothing. He just pretends to be so arrogant in front of him. If he doesn't hit someone to vent his anger, he won't be himself.