Su Yunmo looked up.
A young man walked down from the training ground. He looked about the same age as Su Siyuan, but he was half a head taller and sturdier.
The man was bare-chested, his upper body tanned to a bronze hue by the sun. Despite his young age, he possessed a contained aura, clearly a martial artist.
Su Siyuan instinctively hid the little dumpling behind him: "I'm here to train."
Han Jisi burst into laughter, his voice full of mockery: "I heard the third young master was expelled from the academy for harassing girls, so he came to our martial arts school?"
"If that's the case, I advise you to go back early. We don't accept trash here."
The crowd erupted in mocking laughter.
Su Siyuan's body stiffened, his eyes reddening, and he gritted his teeth tightly.
Su Yunmo had already anticipated this: "Whether my third brother can train here is not up to you."
"I didn't see a bean sprout here just now." Han Jisi looked Su Yunmo up and down with disdain: "What right does a little mushroom head have to speak here? This is a man's territory."
Su Siyuan clenched his fists and said word by word: "She's not a mushroom head!"
They could mock him, but they couldn't mock Momo.
Han Jisi crossed his arms and sneered: "If not a mushroom head, then what? Oh~ I get it, this girl is your new bed warmer. You won't let go of even such a little girl. How perverted."
Su Siyuan felt a surge of anger rush to his head. He took two steps forward, raised his fist, and punched: "Shut up!"
He hadn't done that thing, he hadn't!
"Third brother!" Su Yunmo was startled, seeing Su Siyuan so furious for the first time.
Han Jisi was a martial artist, and he saw through Su Siyuan's flashy moves. With a slight turn of his head, he easily dodged.
"You're still far from being able to fight me." Han Jisi threw a punch, knocking him to the ground.
"Third brother!" A red light flashed in Su Yunmo's eyes, and she was about to make a move.
The boys around who were training and were friends with Han Jisi immediately crowded around to block Su Yunmo.
"Bastards! Don't touch her!" Su Siyuan struggled to get up.
Han Jisi sat on his stomach and grabbed his neck: "I didn't realize you were so protective of women."
Su Siyuan gritted his teeth in hatred, his eyes bloodshot, and roared: "She's my sister!"
"I know she's your sister, so what? Isn't Su Yinyin also your sister?" Han Jisi's disdain grew.
Su Siyuan felt like a basin of cold water had been poured over him from head to toe in the dead of winter.
He looked up in Su Yunmo's direction. The little dumpling was surrounded by a group of people and couldn't get through.
Han Jisi slapped him across the face, then leaned in and taunted: "You're always with her, aren't you afraid of corrupting her one day?"
Su Siyuan's face instantly turned pale, his whole body froze, and he couldn't even move his fingers.
Han Jisi let out a cold snort, stood up, and kicked him: "You can't even handle a single sentence? What a loser."
"I'm magnanimous. As long as you apologize for your rudeness just now, I'll let you go. How about it? Fair, right?"
Su Siyuan's eyes were filled with tears, and he clenched his fists tightly. He wanted to punch this person in the face.
But in the end, he didn't.
After a while, Su Siyuan got up from the ground, lowered his head, and said with forbearance: "I'm sorry."
His life was probably like this, but he couldn't let Momo be implicated.
"You know what's good for you." Han Jisi waved his hand.
The group of people then dispersed.
Su Yunmo ran over. Upon seeing Su Siyuan's swollen left cheek, a coldness flashed in her eyes, and she looked sharply at Han Jisi: "How dare you..."
"Momo!" Su Siyuan stopped her, lowering his head and shaking it: "I'm fine, let's go."
"Third brother..." Su Yunmo looked at him with complexity.
Su Siyuan gave a wry smile: "It's okay. Since we're not welcome here, we'll find another place."
With that, he lowered his head again and walked towards the entrance.
Han Jisi and the others whistled at Su Siyuan's retreating back.
"Third young master, you better wear your pants properly when you go out, don't get stripped bare."
Su Yunmo's eyes flashed with cold light, but she took a deep breath and forcefully suppressed her anger, then followed Su Siyuan.
The General's mansion's carriage was still parked at the entrance.
A Cai had driven the carriage when they arrived. Seeing them come out, she didn't ask anything and lifted the carriage curtain for them to get in.
The two entered the carriage one after another, and there was silence throughout the journey.
Upon returning to the mansion, Su Siyuan went straight to his living quarters without saying anything.
A Cai sighed and carried the little dumpling down from the carriage: "Third young master is in a bad mood. He usually likes Miss the most. Please go and accompany him more."
She also needed to report what happened at the martial arts school to Madam today.
Su Yunmo was also in a bad mood. She just nodded and followed.
Su Siyuan had already returned to his room.
When Su Yunmo entered, he was lying in bed with the quilt pulled up.
The little dumpling walked over gently and sat by the bed, accompanying him quietly.
After a while, Su Siyuan poked his head out from under the quilt: "I'm sorry I embarrassed you today, Momo. Don't hate me."
Su Yunmo's heart sank, and her nose felt a little sore.
He was still thinking of her at this moment.
The little dumpling shook her head and reached out to hug him: "I know you're wronged, third brother. I believe you."
Before she could hug him, Su Siyuan recoiled in alarm.
Su Yunmo's hand, suspended in mid-air, froze in surprise.
Did third brother fear her touch?
Su Siyuan also suddenly realized his reaction was too strong. He tried to calm his voice: "I'm a bit sleepy. Momo, go play with second brother and the others first."
As he said this, he instinctively pulled the quilt tighter.
Su Yunmo's heart was like a knife.
She wanted to comfort him, but she also knew that such things couldn't be resolved with comfort. So, she forced a smile: "It's okay. I'll come to play with you when you're feeling better."
Su Siyuan pondered for a moment: "From now on, don't come to my room anymore."
Momo having a brother like him was already bad luck. He couldn't let her suffer more gossip.
Su Yunmo's body stiffened.
She opened her mouth, then finally lowered her head and softly said, "Okay."
The little dumpling jumped off the bed and walked out.
"Momo!" Su Siyuan suddenly called out to her in a raised voice.
Su Yunmo stopped and turned back.
Su Siyuan's gaze was complex, tears welling up in his eyes, as if he would cry at any moment: "Third brother isn't targeting you."
"I know." Su Yunmo smiled gently, then walked out the door.
Shortly after leaving, she heard muffled sobs from inside the room.
Su Yunmo took a deep breath, desperately suppressing the turmoil in her chest, and walked out of the mansion, heading straight for the martial arts school.
This was the time when the martial arts school students went home for dinner.
The main road in front of the martial arts school was the only way.
Su Yunmo waited there, and when Han Jisi came out, she walked up to him.
Han Jisi saw her and crossed his arms: "Isn't this the third young master's precious sister? What's up? Are you here to stand up for him or to get beaten up for him?"
Someone nearby sneered: "With her being a bean sprout, she wouldn't even get a chance to stand up or get beaten."
Su Yunmo didn't reply. She said sternly, "I have something to tell you. Come with me."
With that, she turned and walked into a deep alley.