Translator:
Noodletown Translated
Editor:
Noodletown Translated
Huo Mian never imagined that she would one day step into Su Yu’s family house, a place that was almost magical.
With Mrs. Su being the hostess, she suddenly began to doubt her safety.
She heard a story before about a woman who had rejected some rich gentleman’s love.
His family used their connections and kidnapped the woman back to his home. After he forced himself on her, she went crazy.
She was later sent to a prison in some city. Afterward… it was said that she died of a disease.
No one knew of her whereabouts and ultimately, her family never saw their daughter again; not even her body was found.
It was stories like these that made Huo Mian shy away from people with too much power; they had too many shady secrets.
It wasn’t something that could be fathomed by ordinary people…
With this thought brewing in her mind, Huo Mian began to worry. She was truly afraid for her life.
She didn’t want to worry Qin Chu, so she didn’t dare to text him.
She ended up messaging Jiang Xiaowei instead.
Xiaowei, I’m at the Su Residence. You don’t need to reply. I just wanted to tell you where I am.
Understanding the meaning behind Huo Mian’s text, Jiang Xiaowei didn’t reply.
She was a little bit worried about Huo Mian so she made a call to Wei Liao.
Queen Wei, what can I do for you?
Wei Liao laughed.
What kind of person is Su Yu’s mother?
Jiang Xiaowei asked directly.
Why are you asking me this all of a sudden?
Wei Liao was confused by the question.
What’s with all the questions? Just hurry up and answer me.
Jiang Xiaowei felt impatient.
Auntie Su’s super nice. We used to hang out with Su Yu at their mansion a lot, and she was really gentle, many times better than my mother.
Wei Liao liked Mrs. Su very much.
Okay, I got it.
Hearing Wei Liao’s description of Mrs. Su, Jiang Xiaowei relaxed quite a bit. After all, being best buddies with Su Yu for so many years, Wei Liao definitely knew what kind of person Mrs. Su was.
If that was the case, then Mrs. Su wouldn’t do anything to Huo Mian, right?
She wouldn’t hurt her just because of her son’s bad publicity, right?
– Su Mansion Entrance –
With Grandpa Su and Mr. Su traveling all the time, there was rarely anybody at home.
Mrs. Su would spend her time meeting with friends, traveling, and attending charity events and business dinners.
She also sang songs from the 90s during Imperial Star’s anniversary parties.
The car slowly came to a stop. Just as Huo Mian got off the car, Mrs. Su came out of the house.
She was wearing a bell-sleeved cashmere top, a pearl necklace, and a skirt. Everything matched up nicely and the nude color looked very cozy.
Huo Mian, come in.
Mrs. Su took Huo Mian’s hand warmly into her own and began walking into the house.
Are you cold?
Mrs. Su asked.
Huo Mian shook her head.
No, I was in the car the whole time. The temperature was perfect.
A-Xiang, put on a pot of rose tea.
Yes, ma’am.
The maid was very busy, cutting fruits and brewing tea.
Huo Mian couldn’t help but feel awkward. It was the first time that she was treated so warmly by someone who was her mother’s age.
The few times that she went to the Qin Manor, Mrs. Qin was always cold, and they were almost guaranteed to fight.
Mrs. Su, did you want to talk to me about something?
Huo Mian asked quietly.
Yes, there is. Wait here for me. I’ll be right back.
With that, Mrs. Su went upstairs, returning shortly after with a thick photo album in her hands.
She sat down beside Huo Mian closely, her motherly scent warming the latter’s heart.
Although the outside world painted Mrs. Su as a scary woman, one who would do anything to protect her son, Huo Mian didn’t get that vibe from her; she had actually taken a liking towards this woman.
Huo Mian, come here, I want to show you Su Yu’s baby pictures.
With that, Mrs. Su flipped open the photo album.
A picture of a chubby baby presented itself in front of Huo Mian. On his forehead was a red dot, and covering his little body was a red belly wrap.
He was placed in a bamboo basket, pouting, his brows furrowed, cute as the Ginseng Baby…
Haha, is this really Su Yu?
Huo Mian couldn’t’ help but giggle.
