"After Chen Xi came back, she locked herself in the room and ignored no one."
"I gonna go see."
Su Qian got up and walked to the door of the room.
The door was locked, and she knocked several times but no one answered.
Helpless, she had no choice but to take out the spare key, open the door and walk in.
Su Chenxi curled up and sat at the foot of the bed, hugging her knees with her hands, staring at something in a daze, and coughing from time to time.
Su Qian looked at the small ball at the foot of the bed, feeling inexplicably distressed in her eyes.
She has seen this scene many times, and it happens every time her daughter is unhappy.
She walked over slowly, squatted down and caressed Chen Xi's face, and asked softly: "Chen Xi, what's wrong? Who made you unhappy?"
Su Chenxi seemed not to hear it and didn't even raise her eyelids.
"The ground is cold, mommy will hug you up."
Su Qian reached out and hugged her.
But because of this action, a picture that Su Chenxi was holding in her arms fell out.
She finally reacted, quickly picked up the picture, held it in her arms like a treasure, and continued to squat back at the foot of the bed.
Seeing her actions, Su Qian's eyes turned red slightly, and a strong sense of self-blame invaded her whole body.
The painting in the daughter's hand is a family portrait she drew herself.
Not only is she there, but also Chen Yu, and... their daddy.
The man she had never met.
She knew that her daughter had always longed to see her father.
But, she didn't want to.
Five years ago, she was framed by Su Yuxi. Although she had never seen that man, it was not difficult to guess that Su Yuxi had a vicious mind and would never arrange any high-quality man for her.
Maybe, it's an old beggar, or an ugly gambler...
She didn't dare to think, didn't want to guess, let alone search.
Every time she thinks of this man, she will remember the darkest days.
Besides, a scumbag who can be bribed by Su Yuxi to taint her is not worthy of being the father of two children!
She looked at her daughter and held her tightly in her arms.
"Believe mommy, we can still live happily without him."
"Ahem."
Su Chenxi coughed twice without any response, but her eyelids drooped lonely.
…
Qingyouyuan.
Si Mobai stepped into the hall and saw an old man sitting on the sofa.
The old man was facing him sideways, sipping tea leisurely, and seemed to be in a good mood.
Si Mobai frowned slightly, then stepped lightly, preparing to sneak upstairs.
But after walking a few steps, the old man spotted him.
"stop!"
Si Mobai looked at the old man, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.
"Grandpa? Why are you here?"
Mr. Si's expression immediately became serious.
"Grandpa is old, but he has not yet suffered from Alzheimer's disease. It's outrageous for you to pretend not to see a big man like me sitting there!"
After being scolded by his grandfather, Si Mobai walked over silently and sat down opposite his grandfather.
When Mr. Si saw that he corrected his mistakes after realizing them, the seriousness on his face faded away.
He sat next to Si Mobai and asked tentatively: "Mo Bai, tell grandpa, how do you feel after attending the Jiang family's wedding today?"
Without waiting for Si Mobai to reply, the old man couldn't wait to say: "When the bride is walking down the red carpet in her elegant wedding dress, do you have any other impulse? For example, imagine yourself as the groom today?"
Si Mobai looked at his grandfather's expectant eyes and replied with two words without saltiness.
"No."
The old man felt as if he had been poured cold water on his head, and sighed in disappointment.
"Why don't you kid understand? You're so old and you don't have the desire to fall in love!
I remember when I met your grandma, I chased her fiercely and wanted to stay together all the time.
It’s a pity that you haven’t inherited any of this good gene.”
Si Mobai automatically blocked his grandfather's words, poured himself a cup of tea, and silently brought it to his lips.
Seeing that he was unmoved, Mr. Si suddenly said: "Mo Bai, you don't like men, do you?"
"Cough cough cough..."
Si Mobai choked on a sip of tea and almost lost his breath.
After he recovered, he replied: "Grandpa, I am not interested in love between men and women."
The old man had noticed this a long time ago, so he was so anxious.
If things continue at this rate, when will he be able to have his little great-grandson?
On weekdays, his friends of the same age often showed off his great-grandson in front of him, which made him jealous.
But his grandson didn't understand, so the old man could only start the crazy marriage urging mode.
But after so long, urging marriage has not yielded results.
Seeing how resolute Si Mobai was now, the old man was so anxious that he could only use his last trump card.
He took out a photo from his watch pocket, put it on the table, and said firmly: "Since you have no interest in marriage, grandpa will make the decision for you.
Grandpa personally selected this girl for you. She has outstanding appearance and literary talent, and she is a good match for our family."
Si Mobai's face didn't look good.
He never thought about getting married.
So, he said decisively: "Grandpa, I'm sorry, I..."
"Ouch! My chest hurts so much!"
The old man didn't give him a chance to refuse, so he collapsed on the sofa, clutching his chest and wailing.
Si Mobai knew that grandpa had a heart disease and could not be angry.
He quickly said to the servant in the hall: "Go call the doctor!"
"Yes, Master!"
The servant was about to run out, but the old man suddenly stopped her.
"Come back, don't scream! My grandson is no longer filial, I might as well die!"
As he said that, the old man raised his hand and wiped the non-existent crystal in the corners of his eyes.
The servant looked at Si Mobai in embarrassment.
"Master, should I call the doctor?"
Si Mobai waved his hand and told her to step back.
He could see that grandpa was not having a heart attack, he was clearly threatening him.
Even though he dominates the mall, there is nothing he can do against grandpa.
"Okay, grandpa, I promise you."
The pain on the old man's face disappeared instantly: "Really?"
Si Mobai nodded lightly.
"Yes, but I have to choose my own marriage partner."
"Okay, okay, you can pick whoever you want. Grandpa doesn't have any objections!"
This time, the old man became more angry and in a better mood. He stood up happily.
Si Mobai looked at him and asked deliberately: "Grandpa, your chest doesn't hurt anymore?"
The old man realized that he was overjoyed, and quickly covered his chest again, pretending to be in pain while asking: "Mo Bai, since you promised grandpa, give grandpa a deadline. When will you find me a grandson-in-law?"
"One month."
"good!"
The old man agreed immediately.
"Grandpa is waiting for your good news!"
After saying these words, the old man simply stopped pretending, put his hands behind his back, and walked out in a swaggering manner.