Jiang Baiyu had been hitting a wall at the hospital for several days in a row, his pretty face practically turning black with rage.
After being ruthlessly rejected by the bodyguards once again, he could only rush home in a fit of anger.
Jiang Wen was at her dressing table trying out newly bought cosmetics. When she heard a series of loud bangs and clatter coming from the living room, she didn’t stop to think and hurried out to see what was happening.
“What’s going on with you?”
She glanced at the shoe rack that had been knocked over by Jiang Baiyu throwing his shoes around carelessly, feeling a pang of heartache as she checked her high heels scattered across the floor.
“These heels are all limited editions; they’re very expensive.”
Jiang Wen was extremely distressed. She took out a fine cloth and carefully wiped away the dust that had settled on them, only stopping contentedly once every pair of heels was polished to a shine.
“You’re not at school attending classes? Why did you suddenly run home?”
Finally noticing that Jiang Baiyu’s expression was quite foul, Jiang Wen walked over to ask him.
“Mom, school, school all you know is telling me to go to school,” Jiang Baiyu roared irritably. “Can school let me live the life of a superior person?”
Fuming, he grabbed a throw pillow and hurled it; it hit the floor and even bounced.
“Did you get bullied at school?”
“What kind of bullying could happen at school?” he muttered, his brow furrowing tightly. “Mom, are you really content living like this for the rest of your life?”
Jiang Wen was stunned by his question.
“What is there to be discontented about?”
She couldn’t quite understand what her son was thinking.
“Dad is just supporting you like this, don’t you want to rise up at all?” Jiang Baiyu’s tone was heavy. “Being a mistress for a lifetime, being pointed at by people when you go out?”
Since he was a child, he had grown accustomed to the mocking faces of the neighbors.
They wouldn’t say anything to their faces, but who knew how they gossiped about the mother and son behind their backs.
Jiang Baiyu hated his origins, which was why he was so intent on clinging to Tang Chen.
Only then would he have the chance to live a wealthy life, have prestige when going out, and have luxury cars and mansions at his beck and call.
Instead of living in this small two-bedroom apartment.
In reality, even this small apartment was worth several million, something ordinary families couldn’t afford at all.
But in Jiang Baiyu’s eyes, this was a cage that restricted his “noble” life.
“What’s so bad about being a mistress?” Jiang Wen was startled by his fierce expression. “I have food, drink, clothes, and a place to stay.”
“Your father sends me a hundred thousand yuan every month; that’s much more than I could earn by working hard outside.”
Furthermore, if there were expensive things she took a fancy to, as long as she spoke some sweet words, her man would buy them for her.
Jiang Wen was very adapted to this kind of life; one could say she was content with the status quo and lacked grand ambitions.
“You don’t understand. Your father likes your mother’s non-competitive personality.”
Jiang Wen tried to explain to her son, but she saw him covering his ears, unwilling to listen.
“Did someone say something nasty to you?” She pulled his hands down, frowning slightly. “Is it someone at school?”
“If you’re unhappy at school, at worst, we can just change schools.”
Changing schools wasn’t a very difficult matter.
“Can’t you have a bit of ambition?” Jiang Baiyu glared at her, exasperated by her lack of drive, completely unable to understand his mother’s mindset.
“Your father doesn’t have it easy either. The Su family isn’t something he alone has the final say over.”
Jiang Wen sighed. “I heard that the Su family’s entire group is now controlled by your elder brother. Otherwise, I could have asked your father to arrange a position for you to go in and get some experience.”
Would Jiang Baiyu care about being a minor clerk in a corporation?
What he coveted was the entire corporation.
“Mom, what if I said I want to be Dad’s legitimate son, the son who can control the entire Su Group… mmmph…”
“What nonsense are you talking?” Jiang Wen immediately covered his mouth. “Xiao Yu, I know you have great ambitions, but your brother’s things are not for you to covet.”
“You can study hard and enter a listed company in the future, getting promoted step by step. If you can become a manager later, that shows you have ability. But…”
Her tone shifted, becoming serious. “You must not set your sights on the Su family’s property.”
“Why not!”
Jiang Baiyu shouted quite loudly. “We were both sired by the same father, why can’t I?”
“Because your mother’s surname is Jiang, and his mother’s surname is Su.”
Jiang Baiyu was infuriated by his mother; he slammed the door and left.
Tang Mo took the opportunity while Su Chengning was showering to check his WeChat.
Wang Shu had sent several photos, every one of them somewhat suggestive.
He clicked on a few photos and looked closely; the pictures showed Jiang Baiyu partying wildly in a bar with several men he didn’t recognize.
There were shots of them hugging and whispering, and even mouth-to-mouth drinks being shared he looked almost completely different from the pure image he projected at school.
Tang Mo’s brows furrowed after looking at them.
Tang Mo: Why are you sending me this?
Wang Shu: A few of my buddies happened to see him at the bar. Knowing he’s from our academy, they took photos for me to see.
Wang Shu: I’m just acting on the selfless sentiment of sharing good things with brothers.
Wang Shu: Hehe.jpg
Looking at the somewhat sleazy emoji sent at the end, Tang Mo rolled his eyes.
Tang Mo: Keep that selfless sentiment for yourself.
Wang Shu: Don’t be like that. You just don’t know how wildly Jiang Baiyu plays. You might not know the people in the photos, but I know a bit about them.
Tang Mo looked seriously at the people in the photos for a while; they looked familiar, but he couldn’t name them.
Wang Shu: These are all famous playboys from the neighboring university.
Tang Mo: You have the nerve to call others playboys.
Wang Shu: …
Wang Shu: How am I a playboy? I don’t mess around in male-male relationships.
Tang Mo wanted to say something, but he looked up at the tightly closed bathroom door.
Fine.
He was messing around in a male-male relationship.
Wang Shu: My buddy sent me the latest update. Jiang Baiyu drank too much and hooked up with a good-looking guy and left the bar.
This sentence carried quite a bit of information.
Tang Mo: Since you’re so gossipy, why don’t you go and watch him yourself?
Wang Shu: I’m a bit far away; it’s too late to rush over now, hahahaha.jpg
Tang Mo really wasn’t interested in what Jiang Baiyu was doing, so he gave Wang Shu a casual reply.
Just as he was about to put his phone away, he looked up to see Su Chengning leaning against the door, watching him.
Tang Mo felt a bit guilty and tucked his phone away. “Brother, you’re done washing.”
Su Chengning looked at him with a half-smile. “Doing something bad behind my back?”
“No way.” Tang Mo brushed it off. At most, he had just been shared a piece of gossip by Wang Shu; how could that count as a bad thing?
If they were talking about “bad things,” hadn’t they not even started yet?
Su Chengning smiled and didn’t press further.
As he walked past Tang Mo, the pleasant scent of body wash drifted directly into his nose.
Tang Mo was dazed for a moment; it was the sweet fragrance of strawberry milk.
He had used a different lime scent when he showered earlier, which was refreshing and awakening.
Su Chengning pulled back the covers. His loosely worn bathrobe gradually parted with his movements, revealing fair and beautiful skin.
Tang Mo’s gaze was fixed on him, watching as those long legs were lifted and placed.
Finally, they were covered by the quilt, hiding the spring scenery.
“I suddenly feel a bit tired, how about we just go to sleep.”
Su Chengning’s airy words interrupted Tang Mo’s somewhat burning gaze. Tang Mo let out an “Ah.”
“What’s wrong? You have an objection?”
He leaned against the headboard, his right hand propping up his head, his expression lazy as he tilted his head slightly. His seductive peach-blossom eyes were now slightly upturned, carrying an indescribable charm that was extremely suggestive.
Tang Mo was already enchanted by his infinite beauty; how could he listen to his rejection?
His tall body immediately occupied the bed, instantly making the large double bed feel cramped.
“Brother, if you’re tired, I’ll help you feel comfortable.”
Tang Mo extended his long arm, effectively pinning Su Chengning beneath him. He lowered his head, his voice dropping a few octaves, intimately nuzzling Su Chengning’s fair and slender neck.
His body was a bit hot, and the heat immediately transferred over when he touched Su Chengning.
Every breath was filled with the pleasant scent of the other’s body wash.
The sweet strawberry milk interlaced with the refreshing lime, like the refreshing air after a spring rain, making one want to sink deeply into it.
Tang Mo buried his face in the crook of Su Chengning’s neck, sniffing deeply a few times; his breath was so hot it almost scorched the skin.
Su Chengning only felt a sense of heat rising within himself.
This kid had been exceptionally proactive lately.
Especially since there was a restless hand wandering wantonly at his waist.
Su Chengning suddenly raised his hand, hooking it around Tang Mo’s neck, and said in a domineering tone: “If it’s not comfortable, there won’t be a next time.”