Chapter 520: Chapter 521 Brother Cangshu
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After Shangguan Feihong passed away, Ji Hong dismissed all the servants at home. Now, only Ji Hong lives in the Su Family’s courtyard. She doesn’t need the care of servants, and she also prefers living alone, not wanting to be disturbed by outsiders.
When they reached the dining room, a whole table of dishes had grown a bit cold. Ji Hong said, "Eat quickly, the food is a bit cold now."
"Did you make this?" Su Changfeng asked.
Ji Hong said, "I started preparing as soon as I learned you would return to Beijing. Try the taste, and if something doesn’t suit your palate..."
"No need. Since you cooked it, I feel no need to eat it," Su Changfeng said calmly.
These words struck Ji Hong’s heart with pain. While she placed her hopes on Su Changfeng, she also had a very hard heart. However, Su Changfeng’s continued resistance still made it hard for Ji Hong to accept because they are the closest in blood.
"Alright, if you’re not hungry, then don’t eat. Why did you come this time, tell me," Ji Hong said.
Su Changfeng bit his lower lip. The words "I need money" just couldn’t come out no matter what; it’s incredibly difficult, even more so than facing the Ye Group!
For such a long time, he hadn’t taken a penny from the Su Family, but now he had to ask Ji Hong for money!
"Is there something you can’t tell me? After all, I’m still your mother," Ji Hong said.
"I want money," Su Changfeng said.
"Okay, you can take all the funds that can be moved from the Su Family," Ji Hong said.
Su Changfeng wanted the money to deal with Ye Qingcheng; Ji Hong wouldn’t hold anything back because she had been greatly humiliated by Ye Qingcheng. Ye Qing was just a maid from the M Country Su Family, but she slapped Ji Hong. In Ji Hong’s eyes, she had to release this resentment.
"Write an IOU. I will repay you later. I certainly won’t take money from you for nothing," Su Changfeng said.
Ji Hong gave a bitter smile, "The Su Family’s money is originally yours, there’s no need for an IOU."
Su Changfeng shook his head and insisted, "In your eyes, all of the Su Family’s assets are Ye Weijun’s and have nothing to do with me. If you don’t have an IOU, then I’ll think of another way."
When Su Changfeng’s stubbornness comes up, not even ten horses can pull him back; once he sets his mind on something, he definitely won’t change.
Just like how he considers Tang Qiulu as his wife, he will never have any interest in other women; even if it’s the stunningly beautiful Yue Qingshan, he would turn a blind eye.
Feeling Su Changfeng’s obstinacy, Ji Hong could only sigh and say, "Alright, just do as you say, do whatever you want."
Ji Hong took out a pen and paper and, without asking how much money Su Changfeng needed, finished writing the IOU in half a minute.
Su Changfeng signed it, took the bank card Ji Hong handed over, and then walked straight out of the Su Family’s Mansion.
Looking at the whole table of food, Ji Hong could only give a bitter smile. The dishes on the table were all made with great effort by her, and who knew that Su Changfeng didn’t eat a single bite.
Leaving the Su Family, Su Changfeng walked in one direction for about 30 minutes, before entering a small alley.
In the alley, the shouts of vendors were heard one after another. This alley was a place Su Changfeng had visited before. Whenever he felt treated unfairly at the Su Family, he would come here to shop around and buy things he loved to eat to ease his inner resentment.
Stopping outside an old bean juice shop, Su Changfeng paused.
He hadn’t been to this shop for nearly four years, yet nothing here had changed. The ancient redwood doors and windows revealed the long history of this old shop.
Su Changfeng first came to this shop when he was 14. As a child, caught in a torrential rain, the shop’s female owner called him in to shelter from the rain. Since then, Su Changfeng often came to this shop.
When he first saw the female owner, she was a very charming woman, but now she had some gray hairs at her temples, and time had left many traces on her body.
When the female owner noticed Su Changfeng standing outside, she went out to him proactively.
"Haven’t seen you in years," she said with a smile to Su Changfeng.
"Same as before," Su Changfeng laughed and then strode in.
The female owner instructed the shop assistant to serve Su Changfeng something to eat and sat directly across from him.
The first time the female owner saw Su Changfeng, he cried very sadly. Tears mixed with rain flowed down, and she knew at that time that the boy in front of her was a pitiful child.
Seeing the female owner staring at him, Su Changfeng, unusually, felt a bit shy and said, "Boss lady, is there something dirty on my face that you’re looking at me so intently?"
"Quite handsome," the female owner said with a smile.
This sentence struck Su Changfeng’s mind like a bolt of thunder. Was she hitting on him?
"If you want to say something, just tell me, boss lady. Looking at me like this makes me a bit uneasy," Su Changfeng said with a bitter smile.
"You’ve grown up so much, you should have some abilities now, right? No one is bullying you anymore, right?" the female owner said.
Su Changfeng nodded and replied, "If ordinary people want to bully me, they can’t anymore. But there are always higher mountains, and to make sure no one can ever bully me, I have to keep getting stronger."
The female owner sighed helplessly and said, "Someone endlessly pursues something, and they’ll never be satisfied in their lifetime. The more they hold in their hands, the stronger their inner desires grow. Only by knowing contentment can you live a peaceful life. You should stop to rest sometimes, or you’ll end up exhausted."
Such reasoning was something Su Changfeng certainly understood, but he couldn’t rest now, nor did he have the right to rest. Otherwise, how could he protect Tang Qiulu?
"I hope that day comes sooner too, boss lady," Su Changfeng said.
At this moment, two people came in from outside— a young boy and a girl. The girl was petite but dressed like a little delinquent, with yellow-dyed hair and a few strands with green highlights, very eye-catching.
"You brat, where did you run off to?" Seeing the girl, the female owner showed a look of exasperation.
"Mom, my friend is here now. Can you give me some face?" Wang Ling’er complained.
Hearing this, the boss lady got angrier and said, "Look at what a sorry state you’ve become, you still want me to give you face?"
"Mom, if you keep talking like that, I’m leaving!" Wang Ling’er said through gritted teeth.
"I’ve been elsewhere. Currently, I’m living elsewhere. I rarely come back to Beijing. This time I came to Beijing just to see you," Su Changfeng laughed.
At this moment, the boy who came in with Wang Ling’er showed strong hostility toward Su Changfeng, and despite his back being to the boy, Su Changfeng could feel his gaze.
Su Changfeng didn’t know who this kid was, but from the tip of the knife peeking out from his pocket, he knew for sure that he wasn’t a good person.
Would a normal person carry a knife without a reason?
"Elsewhere, huh? Then it will be hard to see you again," Wang Ling’er pouted.
Her feelings for Su Changfeng were not like the romantic feelings Yue Qingshan had—they were more like those of an older brother and younger sister. When she was younger, she always hoped Su Changfeng would visit the shop. Over time, this became Wang Ling’er’s motivation to be at the shop. Whenever Su Changfeng came in, he’d bring her a few little toys.
Of course, the grown-up Wang Ling’er didn’t need toys anymore, but the feelings developed over such a long time couldn’t be easily let go.