Su Xing’s lips twitched. “You’re a woman, how could you be ‘masculine’?”
Su Nanqing choked, her face instantly flushing bright red. What was he thinking about?
Was it the meaning she understood?
“What are you thinking about? It’s not what you understood. Hurry up and take me back to my room.”
Only then did Su Xing carry her on his back to take the elevator.
Su Nanqing asked puzzledly: “Brother, why aren’t we taking the stairs? Carrying me upstairs would be good exercise for weight loss.”
Su Xing felt so irritated he wanted to hit her: “Do you think you’re very light? Do you think I don’t get out of breath carrying you?”
She definitely had some weight to her!
Moreover, his figure was adored by everyone and admired by flowers—young girls would immediately flock to him upon seeing him. Why would he need to lose weight?
He wore a leather jacket with a patterned shirt inside. If he stood on the street, women wanting to marry him would line up for miles.
Su Nanqing smiled happily. She had a brother, so why did she ever want the affection of those four foolish brothers?
Her brother Su Xing doted on her plenty.
In her previous life, she hadn’t been clear-headed, always thinking they were her biological parents and brothers, craving their familial love.
What she desired most was utterly insignificant in their eyes.
Although she had been aware of this in her previous life, she still wanted to give it a try, believing she could make her family like her.
But what did she get in return?
She got hell, death for two lives (her and her unborn child), and the tragic deaths of her grandfather and her buddies.
However, it had been three months since she left, and there had been no news from the Song Family. Mrs. Song probably hadn’t discovered anything?
In her previous life, Mrs. Song never learned the truth before her death. In this life, she likely wouldn’t easily believe what she said either.
“Brother, I was the one who saved Madam Shen. Do you believe me?”
Su Xing: “…”
“What? You saved Madam Shen?” Su Xing’s face darkened. That woman Song Jiaqi was truly shameless, even daring to take credit for saving someone’s life.
“Yes! But Song Jiaqi took the credit. Brother, is it very difficult for you to cooperate with the Shen family now?”
Business was tough these days. Although the Su Group was strong, the number of powerful enterprises increased year by year.
That brat Shen Muqing had a wolf-in-sheep’s-clothing personality—he looked frivolous and cynical, but in business, his methods were swift and decisive.
In her previous life, she had heard of him and seen him, but it was difficult to meet Shen Muqing in person. He was a business prodigy on par with Gu Yushen.
Now she had brought them another formidable opponent. What a headache.
Su Xing sneered: “It’s not like I absolutely must cooperate with their Shen family. The world is vast, with plenty of potential partners. This world is full of unexpected things too—for example, the Shen family might go blind and go bankrupt tomorrow?”
Su Nanqing thought her brother loved to dream. She’d better think of other methods.
There are always more solutions than difficulties.
While talking, Su Xing carried her back to her room to rest.
He placed her on the bed, gently ruffled her hair, and said in a doting tone: “Silly girl, don’t overthink it. Sleep well. With our Su family’s status, do we lack their Shen family’s cooperation?”
Su Nanqing nodded: “Oh! I won’t overthink. I need to think about how many handsome men I’ll have in my harem?”
Su Xing: ?!
He dashed out of the room like a rocket, terrified Su Nanqing’s harem might include him.
Su Nanqing: “…”
She was just joking.
Lying sprawled ungracefully on the huge bed, she stared at the crystal chandelier on the ceiling, pondering how to break this deadlock.
If she wasn’t careful, that woman Song Jiaqi might twist the situation—knowing it was she who saved Madam Shen—and turn it against her. That woman was good for nothing else, but when it came to scheming, if she claimed second place, no one dared claim first.
Since she had been at the scene that day, and Shen Muqing was bound to investigate the incident involving the old madam, he would surely check the surveillance footage from that day. Before that happened, the cunning Song Jiaqi would undoubtedly destroy the recordings first.
Su Nanqing abruptly sat up. She had previously instructed Qingyue—she didn’t know if Qingyue had taken action ahead of time.
She fumbled around by the bedside, spotted her phone, crawled over, and picked it up. Just as she was about to make a call, she saw Gu Yushen’s number flashing on the screen.
What lousy luck.
Su Nanqing cursed inwardly, then answered the call, only to hear Gu Yushen roar, “Su Nanqing, why did you scheme against Madam Shen?”