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

After finishing his meal, Su Mu kept glancing at his mother, who had seemed distracted since the beginning. Finally, he couldn't help but ask, "Mom, what's wrong? You've looked preoccupied since the beginning."

"Hmm? No... nothing. Xiao Mu, go out and play for a while. Your dad and I have something to talk about. Don't come back too late," Su's mother said, looking preoccupied.

Su Mu nodded, and without making a fuss, he walked out. He had already made up his mind that what his mother was going to say must be related to Li Dewei.

Feeling bored, she walked aimlessly down the street, thinking about going to Lianqingshan to find Li Dewei. However, she quickly dismissed the idea. Putting aside whether she could even get in, the people living in Lianqingshan were all wealthy and powerful, and the security system must be extremely strict.

As for what she should say to Li Dewei, she only has the experience of living a second life and has memories of this life that are much more distant. Even if she has the power of the reverse realm, it is still not as powerful as the power in the hands of the deputy mayor.

After what had happened, Su Mu realized that he had been too impulsive at the beginning. Moreover, Li Dewei had recently been promoted to mayor of Qing City, which meant that in Qing City, Li Dewei was the most powerful person besides the Party Secretary. She was just a rural person who had become rich overnight. What ability did she have to shake the deeply entrenched network of connections in Qing City?

Like an ant trying to shake a tree, it's overestimating its own strength.

She sighed softly. In truth, it was all her fault for being too arrogant and self-righteous. If she had silently accepted Li Yan's offer of compensation and the suggestion to settle things privately, and waited for Li Dewei to forget about the matter before biding her time, she could have dealt him a heavy blow even if she couldn't bring him down. But now it was all too late.

Filled with regret, I gazed at the bustling street when suddenly my eyes caught sight of a familiar figure.

The oversized gray casual clothes couldn't hide his muscular physique, his height of over 1.8 meters, his neat short hair that reached his ears, and his cool, resolute, and fairly handsome face.

"Qin Han?!" Su Mu murmured as he watched the figure disappear down the street.

After carrying him to the small inn that time, I forgot about it because I was too busy. I didn't expect him to have recovered so well. But how long did he sleep before waking up? Didn't the innkeeper knock on the door?

That same night, a vicious brawl was also reported on television. Since all those involved were seriously injured or killed and there were no eyewitnesses, the case could only be concluded as a gang fight.

If someone were to ask Su Mu now why she saved Qin Han back then, she probably wouldn't know why. Anyway, she'd already saved him, so why think about it now? They'd go their separate ways from now on and wouldn't have any ties.

I happened to pass by a shop and saw the time on the clock inside. I realized I had been out for two hours, and my parents should have finished talking by now.

After thinking for a moment, I turned around and walked back. As soon as I entered the house, I found the atmosphere inside to be unusually serious.

Su's mother remained seated at the dining table with a worried expression, while Su's father sat on the only sofa in the house, clutching his hair and gritting his teeth, looking rather helpless and dejected.

"Dad! What's wrong with you?!"

Seeing that Su's father didn't make a fuss and was still holding his hair without moving, Su Mu suddenly felt uneasy.

At this moment, Su's mother spoke up. She beckoned Su Mu to her side, took his small hand in hers, and said, suppressing the bitterness in her heart, "Xiao Mu, go and pack your things. We're moving in a few days."

"Moving?! Why?" Su Mu asked in astonishment. Why would they move when they were living comfortably? This didn't happen in his previous life.