Reborn into a Farming Family: My 18 Virtuous Wife is a Hero

Su Mu turned his head and saw that it was indeed him. He abruptly let go, somewhat startled, and could only feign a cough to cover his embarrassment.

A few dry laughs, "Hehe, just kidding, don't mind me..."

Lin Fuyi shook his hand, which Su Mu had twisted painfully, and looked at Su Mu with a pained expression, his beautiful eyes full of distrust.

"You're joking? I have to say, this joke is a bit too big, Su..."

Seeing the deepening apology on Su Mu's face, he cleared his throat and said helplessly, "Well, let's skip the martial arts practice this afternoon."

Seeing Su Mu run five laps with ease, he finally believed that Su Mu was a trained martial artist. Even though he himself had practiced martial arts since childhood, he would be panting heavily after running five or six laps, but Su Mu only broke a sweat.

Judging from his mind that Su Mu would still have the energy to go to the building in the afternoon, he had no choice but to take the initiative to "ask for leave".

After all, with Tan Lin's PE class, most people would find it difficult to have the energy to do anything else after finishing just one class...

Su Mu nodded, understanding that the group of people simply didn't have the energy to practice martial arts today.

The two went into the classroom to get their schoolbags, and walked together to the school gate before waving goodbye.

Watching Lin Fuyi's car drive away, Su Mu turned around, slung his backpack over his shoulder, took a deep breath, and leisurely walked towards home.

It only takes ten minutes by car from school to Su Mu's house, but half an hour by walking. However, Su Mu usually doesn't waste the money to take the car. Walking back to see the streets of this era is quite nice. In the 21st century, these scenes that are now commonplace are no longer visible even if you want to.

As he was walking, his phone rang in his pocket. He picked it up and saw it was his mother calling, so he quickly pressed the answer button.

Before I could speak, I heard a slightly weathered male voice from the other end.

"Su Mu?"

The moment that voice rang out, Su Mu frowned. "Who are you? Where's my mother?"

A cold laugh suddenly came from the other end of the phone: "Your parents are here with us now, and they're safe, but... I'm not sure about that in a moment."

Enraged, Su Mu hissed, "Who are you? What do you want?"

"Tell me where you are first, and I'll send someone to pick you up right away. However, I advise you not to call the police, otherwise I can't guarantee what I might do before the police arrive."

Su Mu's pupils contracted sharply, and unexpectedly, he quickly suppressed his emotions to the lowest point, his voice extremely low and filled with pent-up anger.

"I'm at the traffic light at the Xing'an Street intersection."

Just as she was about to ask more about Su's parents, the call ended.

He stood silently at the intersection, gritting his teeth, his bright eyes sharp as a hawk's as he watched the passing vehicles.

At the street corner, a familiar black Bentley was parked.

Inside the car, Ah Zuo, sitting in the passenger seat, turned his head and looked at Wen Shao, who had ordered the car to stop, with a puzzled expression.

"Young Master Wen?" Seeing Wen Junluo looking out the window, A Zuo finally couldn't help but speak.

He seemed to realize that he was paying too much attention to Su Mu, whom he had only met a few times.

Wen Junluo calmly turned to look at A Zuo, who looked puzzled, and said, "Let's drive."

"Yes." A-Zuo nodded and instructed the driver beside him to drive.

The black Bentley had barely left when a gray-white sedan pulled up in front of Su Mu.

The car window was rolled down by the person inside, and a burly man wearing sunglasses looked at Su Mu.

"Are you Su Mu?"

Su Mu nodded, his sharp eyes fixed on the man. He then opened the car door and got in. Once the man was seated and the door was closed, the car started moving.

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