Chapter 543 - Chapter 543: Couldn’t Resist Playing Up His Discomfort
Chapter 543: Couldn’t Resist Playing Up His Discomfort
Translator: _Min_ |
After the meal, Xu Yuan generously offered several gifts to Su Ting and Su Ci.
Su Ting, holding the box that was thrust into his hands, raised his eyes with a troubled look towards Gu Dai.
Gu Dai softly said, “Just accept it.”
Su Ting nodded, and with a smile towards Xu Yuan, he said, “Grandma, thank you.”
Xu Yuan waved her hand dismissively, “We’re all family here, there’s no need for thanks.”
Su Ci shifted his gaze from Su Ting and Gu Dai to Xu Yuan and said warmly, “Grandma, I have a meeting this afternoon and must leave now.”
Xu Yuan nodded, “Alright, Su Ci, make sure to come over for meals when you’re not too busy.”
Su Ci smiled in agreement, then turned and hurriedly left.
Suddenly, Xu Yuan noticed the box left on the sofa, “Su Ci forgot to take the gift box with him.”
Gu Dai halted her steps and after looking, said, “He couldn’t have gone far; I’ll see if I can catch up to give it to him.”
Su Ting spoke up, “I’ll go.”
Gu Dai frowned, disapproving, “You’re injured right now.”
Su Ting chuckled lightly, “I’ve mostly recovered, and it’s only to the door; it’s not far.”
After saying this, he took the gift box from Gu Dai’s hand, “Daidai, you go ahead with your work. I’ll be back soon.”
At that moment, Gu Dai’s phone rang, a sudden meeting called by Zheng Ming starting in two minutes, forcing her to respond, “Then take it slow, and if he’s already left, we’ll give it to him next time.”
Su Ting nodded, “Alright.”
Carrying the gift box, Su Ting walked out and, seeing Su Ci’s car still parked outside, his eyes lit up, and he moved towards it.
Yet, before he could get close, he heard Su Ci’s voice and instinctively stopped, hiding behind a nearby tree.
Su Ci: “Father, are you sure you’ve ever considered me as your son?”
Su Ting couldn’t hear the response, but suddenly, the usually calm Su Ci erupted in anger.
Veins bulged on Su Ci’s forehead as he spoke through clenched teeth, “Moreover, I wish you hadn’t saved me, just let me die!”
Su Ci: “I know Daidai is my cousin; you don’t need to remind me over and over! You want me to go against Daidai?”
Listening to each sentence, Su Ting was completely stunned. He wanted to continue listening, but was abruptly interrupted by the loud bang of the car door slamming shut, followed by the fading sound of departure.
Even long after the car had left, the shock in the depths of his eyes had not dissipated. He felt as though he had been struck by lightning, leaving his limbs stiff and numb.
It took him a while to even begin to process what he had heard, his mind a tangled mess, and only when he returned home and saw Gu Dai working did some sense of reality return.
Su Ting and Su Ci had met in an orphanage, and he was happy that Su Ting had found his father.
But he couldn’t understand why Su Ci’s father wanted to harm Daidai, and whether Su Ci knew who was behind the ship incident. Was he also planning to go against Daidai?
After finishing her work, Gu Dai noticed Su Ting’s dazed expression.
She asked softly, “What’s wrong?”
Su Ting instinctively began, “My brother, he…”
He stopped mid-sentence, realizing he had no evidence, and unsure of Su Ci’s intentions.
Gu Dai, puzzled, pressed, “What about Su Ci?”
Su Ting said quietly, “He left too quickly; I didn’t manage to give him the gift box.”
Gu Dai gently ruffled his hair, “It’s okay.”
Feeling Gu Dai’s gaze, Su Ting couldn’t help but avert his eyes, quickly changing the subject, “Daidai, have you finished your work?”
Gu Dai confirmed, “Yes.”
Seeing Su Ting reluctant to speak, she sighed and asked softly, “What happened just now?”
Su Ting hesitated, “Hm?”
Gu Dai, looking intently at Su Ting, said seriously, “You seemed distracted earlier; are you hiding something from me?”
Su Ting froze, torn about whether to share what he had witnessed.
Before he could decide, Gu Dai asked, “Is your leg hurting?”
After saying this, her hand touched Su Ting’s shin, asking softly, “Does this hurt?”
Feeling her touch, Su Ting was momentarily lost for words, nodding reflexively, “It hurts.”
Looking at Gu Dai’s serene face, he couldn’t resist playing up his discomfort, with a pitiful tone, “It really hurts.”
Gu Dai sighed in resignation, “I shouldn’t have let you go deliver the gift box to Su Ci..”