"Brother, you taught me all this, have you forgotten?"
Making use of waste is Su Yan's forte, he actually used it one day.
Su Yan's expression was no longer so gentle.
He was expressionless, his eyes fixed on Su Yu, as if he were seeing him for the first time.
"You think this can threaten me? As long as I don't admit it, what does your evidence have to do with me?"
"Brother, you know, I never do anything I'm not sure of."
Su Yu blinked slowly, still with that admiring smile for his brother, but his words made Su Yan gradually lose his temper.
"Because I have no chips, I can't afford to gamble even once."
He had already prepared himself mentally when he came here.
Given Ji Yanli's current state, no matter what Su Yu said, this man would unconditionally agree.
He was actually using his mortal enemy's feelings too.
Thinking of this, a mocking smile appeared on Su Yu's lips.
Su Yan remained silent, trying to see something in his eyes, but to no avail.
"Su Yu, do you think I'd believe you so easily just because of a few words?"
This was the first time the two brothers had clashed so sharply.
Actually, Su Yu didn't particularly want anything from the Su family.
He disdained competing with his brother.
But this time was different—it belonged to his mother.
"Brother, you have to believe me."
Su Yu raised an eyebrow, his tone lazy and nonchalant.
"Or, I could show Dad a cooperation deal with the Ji family."
[Oh dear, where's President Ji's wife's spoiled attitude?!]
[Is Su Yan really that kind??? I don't believe it.]
[President Ji: My wife has finally seen the light! My assets will be transferred directly to you!]
[Shouting "Husband, I'd give you my life..."]
In this atmosphere, the mental barrage of thoughts was somewhat disruptive.
Su Yu felt a surge of emotion as he listened to these words, his palms burning.
"Fine, you're going back to the Su family tomorrow."
Su Yan had lost ground in the confrontation.
After a five-minute standoff, his shoulders relaxed, and he exhaled through his nose.
He gritted his teeth, what a troublesome fool.
Su Yu knew he had succeeded.
His anxiety eased considerably, and a genuine smile appeared on his lips.
"Brother's a smart man too. See you tomorrow then."
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"Su Yu, where the hell have you been? I thought you stood me up again!"
Shen Le had tasted most of the drinks on the table and was now savoring the last one, unable to discern its flavor.
Seeing the slender figure reappear, he slapped the table, his face flushed, clearly quite drunk.
Seeing that the drinks on the table were mostly gone, Su Yu reached for two more at the bar.
The bartender quickly prepared the two drinks, which were then brought to their table by a waiter.
A slender finger pushed the stemmed glass towards Su Yu, and the waiter in a suit bowed slightly.
"Please enjoy, sir."
The waiter had delicate features, with bangs falling over his forehead, and looked extremely gentle and obedient.
Su Yu couldn't help but take another look, then, somewhat disbelieving, stared intently at the waiter's profile.
"Hey, isn't that the guy who looks a lot like Song Yanchu!"
Shen Le noticed too, pointing at the person with a thick tongue.
Lin Yanjun also confirmed it; it was indeed him.
"Brother Su, it's him. The new guy I told you about at Moonlight last time looks just like Song Yanchu."
After saying that, he stared intently at the person's retreating figure, muttering to himself.
"Wait a minute, how did he end up here? Did he resign from Moonlight?"
Su Yu didn't respond to him, nor did he show any interest in the person not far away.
He couldn't quite explain his feelings for Song Yanchu. It was impossible for him to be completely unmoved, but he had only felt a slight stirring.
Something seemed different from before.
He reached for the blue rose wine the waiter had just brought and put it in his mouth.
The wine flavor wasn't strong; mint was the dominant taste, refreshing and not too sweet.
Su Yu's frustration after his confrontation with Su Yan in the restroom dissipated somewhat.
"Brother Su, are you really not planning on finding someone else? There are so many trees in this jungle, don't get hung up on Song Yanchu. Look at this bar, that waitress is quite pretty. If you like that type, you could try to get to know her."
Shen Le, having drunk more, became more talkative, putting his arm around Su Yu's shoulder and spouting platitudes.
"Besides, if all else fails, I think Ji Yanli is pretty good too. He's just an old man at home, no mother-in-law/daughter-in-law issues, and he's rich. He seems quite generous to you, even booking afternoon tea at restaurants for every meal... Ouch!"
Before he could finish, Shen Le gasped in pain, turning to look at the culprit, Lin Yanjun.
"Damn it, why are you pinching me? I haven't finished talking yet!"
Lin Yanjun laughed, reaching out to pull Shen Le's shoulder back, shoving him off Su Yu.
"Shen Le, you've had too much to drink, so shut up."
Su Yu's temples were throbbing from the chatter, but he was finally relieved and continued drinking in silence.
Ji Yanli...
a face with an expressionless, irritating grin flashed through his mind, his deep voice calling him
"Young Master Su."
Generous my foot!
He's petty about everything, and all he does is wear a sour face all day.
Shen Le was truly drunk.
He had been settled on the sofa by Lin Yanjun and had fallen asleep, occasionally smacking his lips and muttering a few incoherent words.
"Yanzi."
"Hmm?"
"You take him home first. I'll stay here a little longer and listen to some music."
It was getting late, so Su Yu gestured with his chin.
Lin Yanjun noticed that his face was a little red, although it was hard to tell how red it was in the dim light.
"What about you? I drove. I'll take you all home before I leave."
"No need. You take him home first. If his dad finds out he didn't come home last night, Shen Le will get scolded again."
When Shen Le's dad isn't away on business trips, Shen Le plays wildly outside. These past few days, his dad's been home, so he has to put on a show.
Lin Yanjun was still worried and didn't move.
While he was thinking of what to say, Su Yu waved his hand.
"Go on, can't you tell I'm deliberately trying to get rid of you?"
After saying that, his gaze intentionally or unintentionally drifted towards the bar, and Lin Yanjun suddenly realized.
"Okay, then be careful on the road. Call me if anything happens. I haven't silenced my phone."
Lin Yanjun was very perceptive.
He picked up Shen Le by one hand, lifted him off the sofa, and draped him over himself.
Before leaving, he repeatedly checked Su Yu's expression, and only left when he saw that nothing was wrong.
As night deepened, the bar grew increasingly crowded.
A new singer took the stage, performing folk songs with a lingering, calming quality that brought a sense of tranquility.
Su Yu leaned back on the sofa, picking up the remaining glass of wine on the table and swirling it slowly.
The figures on stage gradually blurred, and his head began to spin.
He raised a hand to his temple, resting his hand on the armrest of the sofa, and drank half his glass of wine.
"Sir, are you alright?"
A gentle voice beside him asked, neither as delicate as a girl's nor as deep as a man's, but somewhere in between.
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