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

Su Mu showed a bitter smile. It turned out that this man believed in nothing.

"Chu Hanting, if I say I really like you, do you believe me?"

Chu Hanting frowned and stared at Su Mu seriously for a while. When he saw Su Mu's seemingly hurt eyes, he couldn't tell whether Su Mu's acting skills were too good and even confused him.

But he has already said that he can help the Su family even without a marriage, so is there any need for Su Mu to continue acting?

Maybe, because he is no longer the legitimate young master of the Su family, the people of the Su family may drive him out of the Su family.

"Su Mu, do you want to find someone to rely on?"

Su Mu's eyes suddenly widened and he looked back at him in disbelief, with deep hurt in his eyes, as if saying "How could you ask such a question?"

The hands on his thighs clenched involuntarily, and his lips pursed slightly. A bone-chilling chill poured from head to toe, making him tremble all over.

His nails hurt his palms, but he didn't care. He barely suppressed the tears in his voice and asked in a hoarse voice, "Is this the kind of person I am in your eyes?"

"I know you already knew that I'm not the young master of the Su family. The Su family's goal is indeed to get a gift from your Chu family through marriage to fill the funding gap."

"But the Su family is the Su family, and I am me, Chu Hanting. In your eyes, I, Su Mu, just want to be dependent on you, so I pretend to like you, right?"

"I know my feelings are a little sudden for you. You may not accept it for the time being, but please don't discredit my sincerity and insult my personality."

As Su Mu spoke, he became more and more excited. He stood up, leaned on the edge of the table, and bravely looked into Chu Hanting's inquiring gaze.

"Whether you believe it or not, I'll say it again, Chu Hanting, I, Su Mu, fell in love with you at first sight."

After saying this, it seemed as if all of Su Mu's strength had been drained away.

With red eyes, he resolutely left the box.

He needs silence.

Chu Hanting, who stayed in the box, was also unusually irritable.

Yang Hua, who was waiting in the car, saw Su Mu walking very quickly, as if someone was chasing him.

"You finished this meal so quickly? I wonder if Boss made me cry. I'm still a student."

When Yang Hua entered the box, he saw Boss standing upright by the window, puffing away.

Chu Hanting rarely smokes and only lights up one when he is extremely upset.

He thought the negotiations would go smoothly.

Because according to his observation, Su Mu is smart enough. In this case, he should talk to him about mutually beneficial cooperation, so that both sides can get what they need, rather than talking about true feelings.

Many women and men said they liked him, but he pushed away all those who came up to him.

He felt that Su Mu was also one of them, but his methods were more sophisticated. He would not make people feel uncomfortable, nor would they be eager to get something from him.

But why, when he saw Su Mu's performance, he was so sad and surprised, he felt that all this was not acting.

He is always a sharp judge of people, but it's rare that he can't tell the real from the fake.

What should he do with Su Mu?

The rising smoke was filled with an inexplicable sense of restlessness and mixed with all kinds of doubts, entwining and merging with each other, and permeating the space.

By now the night had become completely dark, and the window reflected a handsome face with sharp lines and features as if carved by a knife. However, his brows were twisted downwards, and his dark eyes were deep, like an endless abyss, making it impossible to discern the emotions contained in them.

Yang Zhu stepped forward, "Boss, that student has already left. It's raining outside and he doesn't seem to have an umbrella."

He was unaware of the involvement of these two persons, and was just acting as a qualified special assistant, reporting truthfully what he saw.

After a while, Chu Hanting turned around sternly, his frown still not relaxed. He threw the cigarette butt on the ground, stamped it out, and said concisely: "Send him back."

The image of Su Mu before he left popped up in his mind. That distraught look made him feel uneasy.

Su Mu ran out of the hotel with a confused mind, as if it had been dulled by rusty water, and he couldn't think normally.

He only knew that he felt uncomfortable, very, very uncomfortable, as if his heart was being pulled up by someone, and he couldn't feel at ease.

He walked aimlessly, completely ignoring the rain hitting his body. Regardless of whether it rained or not, he felt a chill in his heart.

His steps were as heavy as if they were filled with lead. When he was tired, he would sit down on the steps, hug his knees, wrap his arms around himself, bury his head in his arms, and curl up into a small ball.

The heavy rain hit the top of his head with some force, and the cold water droplets flowed down his cheeks like a waterfall. He couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears. It seeped into his clothes along his neck, and his clothes became wet and stuck to his whole body. Su Mu felt as if he was soaked in water.

It turns out that chasing someone is so difficult, Su Mu thought.

Being misunderstood is so painful, but he not only feels aggrieved, but also heartbroken.

Being misunderstood once was enough to make him feel heartbroken and almost suffocate, so how did Chu Hanting survive all the harsh words he was told in his previous life?

When I think about it this way, he is really bad.

He couldn't tell whether it was the grievance of being misunderstood, the sadness after being rejected, or the guilt for what he did in his past life. Maybe all of them. These things intertwined together and impacted Su Mu so much that he was on the verge of collapse. His body felt like it was being pulled and torn apart, and he hurt everywhere.

Yang Zhu drove the car in the direction where Su Mu had just run. After driving for a while, he still didn't see anyone.

Chu Hanting, who was sitting in the back seat, could feel the sound of rain hitting the car window, which was getting heavier and heavier, indicating that the rain was getting heavier.

"parking".

Yang Zhu obediently parked the car on the side of the road.

The direction Su Mu was running was not towards Su's house at all, but in the opposite direction.

You can’t find anyone this way.

Chu Hanting took an umbrella and said before getting off the car, "Separately look for it."

Fifteen minutes later, Chu Hanting found someone on the steps at the entrance of an alley.

There is a roof next to you, but you insist on squatting there and getting wet in the rain. What a fool!

He was holding a black, long-handled umbrella with a large umbrella. When he approached Su Mu, the sound of his footsteps mixed with the loud sound of rain, so that Su Mu, who was burying his head and only caring about his sadness, did not notice it at all.

It was not until Su Mu felt that the rain had suddenly stopped falling on him that he raised his head.

Chu Hanting suddenly looked at Su Mu's cat-like face and was stunned. Su Mu's eyes were red and swollen, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and his expression was stained with pain and hurt, looking extremely pitiful.

Just like a stray cat abandoned on the road.

Is this also an act? But if he didn't come to look for him, who would he be acting for?

Chu Hanting admitted that he began to doubt whether his judgment was wrong and that he had really wronged this person today.

"you……"

Su Mu's face was wet, his vision was blurry, and he felt dizzy and couldn't see the person clearly, but this inexplicable feeling of security that made him feel extremely familiar.

He didn't hear what the other person said, he just felt a little tinnitus, then dizziness and lost consciousness.

"Su Mu--" The moment Chu Hanting saw him leaning to the side, he threw away his umbrella, took a step forward and hugged him in his arms.