Doting on Mr. Su (8) Missing Time Everyday Book Bar

  From the airport to downtown, neon lights gradually emerge.

  I tilted my head and asked the driver, "Didn't you ask where we're going?"

  "First go to the hotel, Shen Liu has already arranged it."

  I couldn't help but frown: "Why didn't I know about Shen Yu Jing coming..."

  "Who's going to bring fun if he doesn't come? Are you counting on your brother and me?" He said with one hand grasping the steering wheel, "I'm not good at eating, drinking and having fun, I'm a good citizen."

  I raised my hand to stop him: "My brother is not a good citizen, don't wrong him..."

  He looked at me with a smile and said: "He is my elder cousin."

  I can't stand Mr. Su's shameless behavior when he's in a bad mood.

  The hotel was arranged at Hilton, Shen Youjing had been waiting in the lobby for a long time and when he saw us coming, he directly welcomed us outside with excitement: "Damn it, I've waited for you guys for an entire morning!"

  Needless to say, it's another set of brotherly gifts.

  After both of them stood up again, Shen Youjing looked at Zhang Nan with great surprise: "How did you become so arrogant?"

  Zhang Nan patted his slightly protruding belly and emphasized: "This is a beer belly. If you drink for three years, you'll have one too!"

  "What's with your face? Did you eat too many dates?"

  Zhang Nan changed his expression to a calm one and said: "Shen Liu, let's go play a game."

  We couldn't help but laugh at Shen Yuqing's sharp tongue and sarcastic remarks, which were also very famous among their group of friends.

  Zhang Nan indeed doesn't quite match the image from that one encounter five or six years ago, it's just not as exaggerated as Shen Yu Jing's.

  Shen Youjing patted his shoulder comfortingly: "Don't be sad, buddy. There are few people like me who don't go downhill. You need to work out more, it's good for your wife too."

  I reckon if they aren't sworn brothers who've gotten used to hurting each other, they'll definitely end up fighting, and it might even get to the point where blood flows like a river.

  Su Hao stood beside me at some point, wrapped his arm around my shoulder and asked in a low voice: "Are you cold?"

  I shook my head, and then I heard Fu Chaoyang say: "Don't just stand there, go wash your face, let's hurry up and eat lunch, I only had an egg for breakfast."

  "You two are really..." Shen Youjing was speechless for a moment, leading the person inside while complaining along the way: "Two sister controls, one controlling his own and one controlling others, with a refined appearance but a ** heart, you still don't admit to playing nurturing games?"

  My goodness...

  I couldn't help but say: "Shen Youjing, you can stop now, it's like you're not even interested in Shen Qiwu, do you have to use your childhood teddy bear to highlight how special you are?" I sighed and continued: "You all gather together just to hurt each other, what a show for those who are worse off than us?"

  Guan Ying supported Zhang Nan's shoulder and laughed straight.

  Shen Youjing suddenly lost his momentum, and with a very bad temper, he complained: "How could you three be together? Can't you give us a way out?"

  I seriously told him: "If one day you travel through time and meet Dong Rui, you must tell him that if he doesn't seek death, then he won't die."

  Shen Youjing decided to remain silent, neither admitting defeat nor arguing for victory, and led them upstairs like a hotel porter carrying their luggage.

  Because I'm relatively lazy, I decisively chose to wait in the lobby until they finished their commotion and came down.

  Mr. Su sat on the single chair to my left, holding my hand and rubbing his fingertips against mine with a look of delight, as if he were a prison guard watching over a serious offender.

  To be honest, I never thought he could be so clingy. It's like we've known each other for so many years, and every day it was always me who couldn't wait to shrink down and hide in his pocket. But now the situation has reversed, and I need some time to get used to it...

  Just like now, as long as he's free, he'll definitely stay within my line of sight. Even when working, he'll move his workspace to areas where I appear most frequently, except for the guest room. For example, in the hall where I play with the two corgis, he often works at a small desk on the second floor, which is conveniently located so that when I look up, I can see him, and when he looks down, he can take me all in.

  The tea table in the hall also often became his office, one time I helped him tidy up, those thick books added up can be heavier than me, inside there are German, French, English, even Japanese, but most of them are Chinese, because our country has too many laws and regulations, almost every case has corresponding laws, I simply cannot imagine the scene of putting all these legal texts into my brain, a feeling of being squeezed to burst...

  I also asked him why he didn't take the prosecutor's exam?

  He said that being a civil servant is too restrictive, it's better to be a lawyer which is more flexible.

  It was only later that I understood what he meant by this. Prosecutors belong to the state, lawyers can arrange their own affairs, and he wanted a relatively free job.

  Just like now, he can work three days a week, he can make 100,000 yuan in one lawsuit, and he can also live in a villa and drive a sports car, but the prosecutor is completely not allowed!

  In short, being a civil servant is also a very bitter and tiring profession.

  I tilted my head to glance at the scattered golden light outside, thinking that if I were to throw Mr. Su out and pamper him a bit, pretending to be an angel or something, I should be able to deceive a few fantasy-loving girls, right?

  Among those who grew up together, apart from Shen Yichu and Xiao Junqi, he was the most handsome.

  Anyway, I think Shen Yi Chu is really beautiful and Xiao Jun Qi is really charming, his eyes are even charming, unfortunately they are all men.

  Shen Yi initially joined the army because of his good looks, but now he has ruined himself. Xiao Jun Qi's whole family immigrated, and even if he still looked great, he would be a citizen of another country...

  At that time, I and Shen Qiwei felt sorry for our country. Now thinking about it, it's really a waste of worry.

  Sometimes, some people are just like Shen Qiwei - I had just thought of her and her phone call came. She scolded me as soon as the call connected: "You're so heartless! You've been gone for over 20 days and didn't even give me an update on your progress! Did you get it done or not?"

  What a terrible black line! I'm also very angry about this, okay? I hummed and said: "Thank you for joining forces to get me into Mr. Su's house, thanks to your collective blessings, I'm still intact!"

  He paused for a moment, then excitedly explained: "This thing can't be blamed on me! I'm just an optional role, your brother is the elite monster, I'm really just a supporting actor, throughout the process I didn't participate in anything except for doing the orders he introduced to me. If it weren't for the title of 'Mr. Su's matchmaker', I could have abandoned you, right? It's not easy for him to owe people favors, I've been eyeing his connections for a long time, isn't this just being too embarrassed to speak up...

  If it weren't for the title of 'Mr. Su's matchmaker'... how could I possibly say this out loud?

  I let out two disgruntled "hums".

  "I advise you not to mess with him, you really can't beat him. He used your name to buy 7% of my original shares, didn't you know?" Shen Qiwei seemed to grit her teeth: "He just pulled a string, from now on I'm a slave to your family!"

  7% of the original shares?!

  In my name?!!

  Adding up the 3% sent by Shen Qiwei isn't enough...

  Wow, 10%! Once the company is listed on the stock market, I'll be a major shareholder!

  He actually has such a heart...

  But what is this guy doing? Is he selling out Mr. Su? So, does that mean he sold me out and then turned around and sold him out too? Isn't that a bit shameless?

  I rubbed my temples, unsure of what to say.

  On the other side, Shen Qiwei didn't give me a chance to speak: "Now that we're on the same boat, if you don't let me advertise our marriage, it's unfair to me who has been working so hard!"

  Getting married... isn't it too early?

  Until I hung up the phone, I was thinking about how much money Shen Qiwei's 7% of the original shares were sold for.

  Su Hao still leisurely scratched my fingernails, and unintentionally guessed that it was Shen Qiwei's phone call. He asked: "Has she come to tattle on you?"

  I thought for a moment and smiled: "She came to speak well of you and also to urge you to get married."

  He naturally grasped my hand in his palm, and said in a deep voice: "Just watch, within three years at most, her company will be up and running. The Shen family doesn't have any foolish children, introducing them to each other is just giving things a push."

  Yes, even if Shen Qiwei can't do it herself, she has the Shen family backing her up. The connections of the Shen family are not to be underestimated, and just look at how many people are under Old Commander Shen's wing...

  At this time, Shen Youjing and others came out of the elevator with a loud noise, inviting us to go to Quanjude to have a whole duck banquet, and also called it: "The first meal must be eaten in our old Beijing style, right?"

  This time was different from the last time I had with Fang Weihang, although it was the same whole duck banquet. Last time it was a young man who carved the duck, but this time it was an old chef with white hair. Although he didn't have beautiful knife skills when slicing the duck, the meat that came out had a completely different taste and flavor. Just smelling it made my stomach growl...

  It's even more delicious and makes people praise it endlessly!

  Guan Ying said she had never eaten such delicious roast duck, with its original flavor and no additives at all, except for the secret sauce.

  Shen Youjing said to You Rongyan, "That's right, our Master Fu can cook roast duck as soon as he learns how to walk. Can the roast duck he's cooked for over a decade compare with ours that have been cooked for several decades? Isn't that right, Master Zhou?"

  Master Zhou is thin, with a smile that creates wrinkles on his face and a few age spots: "If you want to eat roast duck, you have to go back in time. My grandfather's generation was the real deal! Now the ducks are not as good as before! The firewood is also wrong, even if the flour is handmade, it can't match the flavor of the past..."

  "Hey, old man, where can you find a restaurant like yours?" Shen Youjing's face was a mixture of laughter and tears: "Looking at the whole China, it's not easy to get a taste of your roasted duck, I've made an appointment for a month!"

  Master Zhou said: "People get old, their bodies can't keep up. In the past, I could roast three furnaces, now I'm barely able to do one a day and have to rest. I've handed over these tasks to my apprentices. If they can inherit 70-80% of my skills, I'll be satisfied..."

  He's referring to those skills that should be mastered like fire control and slicing ducks.

  Alas... the old craftsmanship is gradually being lost, it's inevitable. Take Quanjude for example, they have vacuum packaging and refrigeration now, and they have branches too, but how many roast duck masters are left who inherited the skills?

  As Master Zhou said, being able to inherit 70 or 80% of the craftsmanship is a luxury. With each generation's transmission and grinding, the original flavor will become less and less. What's even more heartbreaking is that maybe decades later, machine-roasted ducks will completely replace the original craftsmanship, and the current taste can only be savored in memory...

  I've never had so much roasted duck at one time, I always thought it was better to have less each time, there were five roasted ducks in total, and I almost finished half of them by myself, feeling bloated and kept drinking digestive tea and rubbing my stomach to help with digestion.

  Shen Youjing said I'm starving to death and reborn as a ghost, and blamed Su Hao for not stopping me.

  He's gotten used to Ah Yang's behavior, and calmly said: "Mr. Su is busy feeding her, how would he have time to stop her? Now she wants to go up on the roof and remove tiles, even if it's Long Su, she'd make him set up a ladder for her."

  I'm too full and lazy to argue with him, Su Hao has indeed been wrapping thin pancakes for me all along...

  "It's okay if there is a big difference between before and after marriage!" Shen Youjing said.

  I put down the digestive tea: "If you're envious of me, I can let my brother go and let you experience love."

  "Get lost! I'm not interested in men!"

  At 4 o'clock, after finishing dinner, at 5 o'clock, went to the KTV to sing songs. After a few bottles of wine, the men instantly became familiar with each other and started revealing secrets. Zhang Nan exposed Sun Ming's naked run in the hotel corridor, causing everyone to burst into laughter.

  Everyone asks him if he is "the groom who didn't marry his first love", so why does he get anxious and come down with a nervous breakdown that even Buddha can't stop?

  Sun Ming had a drink and his speech became slightly slurred, but not severe, just repeating certain words several times: "Not at all, not at all, not at all, it's just that I don't know where he got so many kinds of foreign liquor from, mixed with Chivas, straight up, I didn't know anything anymore, I didn't even know I was naked!"

  "What's the key?" Zhang Nankuo didn't let him off, and continued to expose: "He knocked on someone's door first, that bride is our childhood friend, when she opened the door he took off his pants, mooned her, and directly made Li Jing kick him down! They were all scared to tears!"

  A woman who can knock a man down with her feet can also scare a naked butt to tears?

  Sun Ming said he completely forgot, refused to admit that Zhang Nan wronged him, and the two began to play a game of spinning the wheel and drinking, whoever fell down would be the one who lost.

  I was so happy that I couldn't help asking Guan Ying's husband if it was true, and he said with a bitter face and a determined look: "The night before my wedding, I must abstain from alcohol!"

  It seems it's true after all.

  After leaving KTV, we went to Qiao Jiangnan for dinner. I and Guan Ying were just outsiders watching them drink and play rock-paper-scissors. As a result, late at night, they stood on the side of the road, hailing a taxi in a daze.

  That old man named Tang Men has completely collapsed, being held by Xiao Jia, his eyes can't even open, let alone stand firmly.

  Among a group of men who were drunk and staggering, Mr. Su was the only one who was sober, he had been drinking my juice throughout, a group of half-drunk men were enthusiastically playing rock-paper-scissors, they didn't even notice what he was drinking!

  The heavens can see his pitiful state, he's been forced to drink several bottles of juice as if he was being punished, and yet he doesn't show the slightest bit of embarrassment! Can you say that his heart can be summed up with just one word?

  So the only sober man took on the heavy responsibility of taking care of the drunk men, sending them one by one to the car, telling the driver where they were going, paying the fare, and even giving a tip. He asked the driver to send us back to the hotel door before driving off with Guan Ying and me.

  Things roughly ended like that, and I don't remember what happened afterwards. Maybe it was because of the shallow taste of foreign wine, so I fell asleep before arriving at Hilton, and when I woke up, I was already on the big bed in Su Hwang's guest room.

  I lifted the quilt and took a look at myself, wearing pajamas. So it's no need to ask who changed my clothes.

  The intimacy seems to have returned to childhood, yet it cannot stop his entanglement, and he can't help but feel awkward. Every day is like a selective amnesia, forgetting some things in order to face them naturally, while he thinks everything is normal.

  I think he is using this 'mental torture' method to force me to take the initiative to find him and 'have a talk'.

  I have a bit of a headache, I don't know if it's related to that glass of foreign liquor last night.

  When I went downstairs, someone was busy in the dining room. The two buns that usually stuck to him were not in their expected position. I poked my head out to see what we were having for breakfast and got a fright - inside was a plump middle-aged woman wearing a green apron, picking vegetables...

  She found me, somewhat awkwardly wiping her hands on her apron before saying: "It's...it's too early...the master has stewed some pork ribs soup on the stove for you, I'll go get it for you right away!"

  She disappeared behind the kitchen's sliding door, leaving me standing there in stunned silence. What did she just say? She actually called me 'madam'?!

  Oh my god!

  I'm a single girl who hasn't even turned 20 yet, I slept for a bit and woke up directly as 'Mrs. Somebody', what the heck is this? Is this not just a dream? Are these all hallucinations or something?

  "Just then, a voice was heard: 'Sir has instructed you to drink a cup of honey water first, the proportion is already adjusted by Sir in advance.'"

  The housekeeper aunt jumped out and slapped her face!

  Her chubby figure stood right in front of me, shattering all my 'delusional' guesses.

  I awkwardly took over the honey water and drank a few mouthfuls, as expected it was a bit choking, and asked her: "Uh... how do I address you?"

  "Hey, look at my memory!" She suddenly remembered and started introducing herself.

  The surname of the housekeeper aunt is Zou, 38 years old, divorced with a daughter. More than four years ago, Su Hang took his first free legal aid case, and this Aunt Zou was the client, who was involved in a marital dispute. Her husband was eventually convicted of bigamy and, at Aunt Zou's request, was forced to divorce her and pay a certain amount of living expenses and child support every month.

  At that time, she went to the city alone to find her husband, with no relatives in sight. After Mr. Su helped her win the lawsuit, he saw how pitiful she was and decided to do a good deed from start to finish, finding her a place to live and giving her a job to make a living.

  From this point of view, Mr. Su is still very kind and sympathetic, even a few years ago when Aunt Zou brought her daughter to school, it was he who helped with the arrangements.

  From Aunt Zou's scattered introduction, it can be seen that she is a diligent and down-to-earth person. She has now obtained all the relevant certificates for domestic service and is currently attending culinary training.

  "...If it weren't for you, sir, I wouldn't have known that people could live like this. My daughter is also making progress, she got into this university and after graduation, she can be a lawyer! When the time comes, she'll marry a local man and my life will finally be set!"

  She finished speaking, and I had just finished eating a particularly sumptuous breakfast. Just as I was about to explain the issue with the title, the phone on the table rang.

  "Have you had breakfast?"

  I said I just finished eating, and he instructed: "Go change your clothes, I'll be there in half an hour."

  He arrived five minutes earlier than expected and added his dressing time, exactly half an hour.

  I followed him out of the door and onto the car, fastening my seatbelt while asking: "What activities has Shen Youjing arranged?"

  He glanced at me sideways and asked with a hint of displeasure: "How did you think of him?"

  "Isn't it just going to join in the excitement?" I doubted for a moment and asked: "What are we doing going there?"

  "He said, 'I'll take you to buy new clothes,' and then added with a smile: 'for New Year.'"

  Chinese New Year?

  As soon as I said these two words, I suddenly realized that it's already February now, and in less than two weeks, it'll be Chinese New Year! How time flies!

  It's almost Chinese New Year and nobody in our family has planned where to spend the holiday yet? Or did they not inform me? They shouldn't be so heartless as to exclude me, right?

  I took out my phone and sent a message to my mom.

  Then Wangfujing arrived.

  The whole road is filled with festive red decorations, and big red lanterns can be seen everywhere, but the flavor of the years is hardly noticeable, and traditional things are about to be submerged by the times.

  Its prosperity remains unchanged.

  It's still my first time going shopping with a boy.

  Although I'm very familiar with this guy, I still don't get used to changing clothes for him to appreciate and comment on. The coat is okay, but shirts and stuff... it's a bit embarrassing.

  He instead enjoyed the process, occasionally flipping through magazines to pick out clothes for me to try on, furrowing his brow and saying "no" repeatedly, making my emotions fluctuate wildly.

  At this time, there is a feeling of "dress-up game", Su Hao is the person playing the game, and I am the model that has been dressed up...

  On average, I exchange ten pieces to be satisfied with one piece. I'm exhausted from changing clothes! He's only responsible for sitting and watching, plus helping me tidy up my hair. Overall, I made a profit!

  This is really getting something for nothing...

  I haven't even walked halfway and I'm already feeling exhausted, in terms of shopping and fighting power, I'm not even a five, worse than Shen Yu Jing that big man.

  My lazy friend accompanied me to eat ice cream, but he only ordered milk tea for me, and it was hot!

  His protest was in vain. He was rejected on the grounds that "I couldn't drink cold water before my period" and was banned from appealing again for life!

  Hey, I'm telling you, can a man remember my menstrual cycle?

  Are you dirty-minded or not?

  As a result, he clarified this untrue remark with actual actions, sitting there with a lazy and elegant posture, not showing any vulgarity at all.

  Considering he's been footing the bill and carrying my bags all along, I shouldn't expose him, right?

  We sat by the window, clearly seeing all sorts of people with different expressions passing by outside, men and women of all shapes and sizes, couples, lovers, friends, perhaps even someone's husband and...

  Having seen this view countless times, today I'm sitting here with someone who has changed from a best friend to... a future boyfriend?

  Can we temporarily position it like this?

  I couldn't help but mock myself, his phone ringtone interrupted my thoughts, and during the call, he even turned on the speakerphone. Zhang Nan's loud voice suddenly came: "Su Dajun, what are you doing? You don't even come to accompany us, after all, you're the host!"

  Next to him was Sun Ming's echoing voice "Right, right" "Exactly, exactly"...

  Su Hao looked at me and said bluntly: "I'm taking Xing'er shopping, what's up with you guys?"